Disclaimer: If I owned this stuff, This thing saying I didn't wouldn't be up here. I only own Kelly.. and NAIS is on a hiatus. My muse for that story, sadly, told me to take a break on it, as she really wanted to go out and get ice cream. I obliged, and she ran like hell. So if anyone's seen my muse, bring her back. I need her badly. Anyhoo, enough about me, let's get to the story, huh?

"Paige, no. Just... no."

Piper's reaction was as shocked as anyone's that January day when Paige announced she'd adopted a four year old girl on the spur of the moment. She'd been keeping it secret forfour years, and then, it was finalized on that very day. Paige had come into the living room, shut the door, turned the T.V off, and simply said, "I adopted a kid."

"Paige, did you ever think to tell us? We'd really have liked to have known, I mean, god, this kid's probably not even a witch!" Phoebe's irritated, scathing tone hit her like a boiling pot of water. "You really should have considered this!" And she was true- how did they know that she wasn't a little innocent surely going to get hurt living here?

Paige folded her arms, a defiant look on her face. "It was before I met you people, thank you very much. I was going to tell you, but, the Power Of Three got in the way, and oh yeah, I didn't even know you existed!" Piper shrugged and Phoebe was acting like a volcano ready to explode, but Paige obviously had a point.

"Alright," Piper finally said. "What's her name?"

"Kelly," Paige replied. "No one really knows what happened to her parents, they said her mother just walked into a foster home one day and just left. She was transferred over here to the states at a year old because the foster home had gone bankrupt."

"Okay,we didn't need the backstory. Where is she?" Phoebe asked, looking around.

"She's in the hallway, sitting on the stairs." Paige said matter-of-factly.

The two elder sisters quietly opened the door. A small black haired girl was quietly sitting on the bottom stair, tapping her foot on the floor from boredom. She was wearing a a black shirt, tennis shoes, and jeans, and she was holding a little pink bag carrying her belongings.

They shut it again, and Piper sighed, somewhat angry,but she knew that she had been defeated; there was no use arguing when she'd already brought her home.

"She stays," Piper said, wearily. "For now."

Paige smiled, and they came out of the little room. Kelly stood up.

"Hello," She said in a somewhat squeaky voice. "Who are you?" she asked, looking at the two elder sisters with a mixture of confusion and amusement.

"These are Piper and Phoebe, my sisters." Paige said warmly, looking at her sisters, who seemed a little bewildered, then finally, Piper spoke:

"Paige, I got to feed the boys. Want to help, Pheebs?" She asked, poking her sister in the arm with her elbow.

"Oh-oh yeah, of course, I'll go get Chris.." Phoebe said distantly as she went upstairs.

"I could help you find your room, Kelly," Paige said. "I think there's an upstairs room open, let me go check." She came back down after a few minutes and nodded. "I could help you up, got your bag?" she asked. In response, Kelly held up a little pink bag.

"It's just got my doll, Alicia in it really. And some books that the kids gave me, as well as few of my clothes."

"Didn't have much there did you?" Paige asked.

"Not really, but hey, I made do- we had a little radio in the older girls room where we'd listen to the Top 40 each saturday."

They'd reached the little room on the edge of the hallway, where Kelly emptied the contents of her bag on the bed.

A small doll with a tattered lace bow and dress, a few clothes and the books that Kelly had been talking about. All were in paperback, and the covers were falling apart and worn. Paige held up the thickest one.

"You've read Harry Potter?" she asked, looking a little confused.

"Just the first one," She said, a slightly embarssed look on her face. " I couldn't really understand the rest of them."

Paige smiled. She sensed her sisters were watching from the hallway, and they were thinking the exact same thing as she was.

There was something about this little girl that they liked. She was obviously not a witch, but still, she was still a person without a family, and on that day, they decided that magic or no magic, they were keeping this girl.

But- this girl was a witch of a different kind. A very different kind. She didn't know it yet, but her mother, nineteen at her birth, had decided it was time to play mommy and find her. And soon, Kelly would know why she'd been given up at birth in the first place...