Author's Note: This is my very first fanfiction story and I only recently made some changes to the writing format I used back then. Looking at this now I've seen how much my writing has changed. Ah…Oh well enjoy!

Paige Matthews stood in front of the television, eyeing it mindlessly. She couldn't figure out exactly how she felt right there and then. She guessed she was angry and sad. But who wouldn't be in this situation? It wasn't her fault that she was thrown into this family. It wasn't her fault that she was adding to their stress. It wasn't her fault that Prue died. And yet, every time she looked at Piper she could see it in her eyes. The hurt, the hate, and frustration and it was all directed towards her. But why?

Phoebe and she got along pretty well due to their similar personalities and free spirits. Phoebe didn't blame her for anything. But Piper was a different story…

Piper had never made the effort to bond with Paige at all. The only small appreciation that she had showed towards her was that day when she came to her job and gave her a basket of her homemade muffins and even then Paige felt that she was only doing that because she felt she had to not because she wanted to. Paige lay back on the sofa and twirled a strand of her dark brown hair. She recalled yesterday's incident and cringed at the recollection. She had accidentally blown up a potion and Piper had entered the kitchen yelling. Paige had attempted to make everything better by trying to clean up the mess with her powers but when she had orbed the cauldron to another spill-free area, she had accidentally orbed it towards the wall making an even bigger mess. Then Piper had yelled those words. Those words that Paige would never forget. "I wish Prue was still here! She wouldn't have made this mess and I wouldn't have had to clean it all up!" Piper had automatically apologized but Paige could tell that that was what she was really thinking.

Suddenly, Paige heard the sound of jiggling keys and Phoebe appeared at the door with a sullen Piper. "Hey Kiddo!" Phoebe greeted her with a small peck on the cheek. Piper on the other hand, simply nodded as she hung her coat. She went up to her room without as so much another glance at Paige.

Paige sighed as she lifted herself up from the sofa. She jumped back in surprise as Leo appeared out of nowhere surrounded in his usual blue and white dazzling lights. Paige clutched her heart. "God Leo, you almost gave me a heart attack!" she exclaimed.

He smiled. "Sorry I didn't mean to I'm just so used to just orbing in unannounced. The sisters never mind I mean minded- no wait I" He stuttered, trying to find a way on how to fix his mess.

"It's OK Leo. I know what you meant." She said in a small voice. She swiped her hand over her eye swiftly to wipe away a tear. Then it came to her. There was only one way that she could make everyone happy. With a small wave to Leo, Paige orbed up to the attic. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see that she had actually made it seeing as how she had only just learned how to orb from one room to another. She walked on over to the Book of Shadows, and grabbed the legal pad and pencil that was right next to it. She sat in a corner of the room and thought very hard. Words flowed through her head and her hand just began writing for her. She picked the words out carefully and specifically, not wanting to end up summoning another generation of Halliwell women or some sort of demon. Eventually, she finished and she stood up hastily. She wiped off some dust off her blue blouse and tore off the page from the legal pad. She folded it in half and stuck it in her pocket.

"Leo!" she called out.

He appeared in a swirl of lights and looked at her guiltily. "Paige, I'm sorry for what I..." he stopped midway and averted his eyes.

"Don't worry Leo; soon it will all be the same." She promised.

Leo shot her a questioning look and she ignored it. "Listen, I'm writing a spell to uh summon the dead real quick and I'm going to need a few things. Some candles, incense, a knife, a potion vial, and some holy water."

Leo looked suspicious. "I never remember Piper or Phoebe ever using any of those ingredients to summon the dead. And why are you summoning the dead anyways?"

"Um… I need some guidance."

"Paige, I'm your white lighter, I'm supposed to give you guidance."

"Yeah well it's personal."

"Nothing is too personal to share with your white lighter."

"My problem is. It has to do with uh… dating."

"Oh well can't your sisters help you out with that?" "Phoebe is too busy with work and Piper won't listen, Leo."

"No matter the case, you're still using your powers for personal gain."

"It's not personal gain Leo, trust me."

"But-"

Trust me, Leo" He hesitated. "Fine, but your sisters know about this, right?"

"Of course, we are sisters after all!" Paige lied.

Leo wrinkled his nose. "Well personally I don't like the sound of it but as long as it's not for personal gain and your sisters know about it…"

"Then it's no problem." Paige finished for him. "Now go on and get me the stuff. This has to be done quickly."

Leo's eyes twinkled with what Paige understood as amusement and he orbed away.

Paige sighed and looked up. "You wanted Prue; well you're going to get her, Piper." she mumbled.

*** Leo had long since brought supplies that were required and Paige was setting it all up. Her stomach had a huge knot inside and she was constantly biting her lip. She had to keep reminding herself that she was doing the right thing. Or was she? She lit the final candle and inhaled the incense. She gripped the silvery knife in her hand and slowly grazed it over her arm. She winced at the small pain but didn't give up. Once the cut was deep enough, she lightly slid the knife through the blood and held the knife over the crystal potion vial. She watched as the blood dripped from the knife into the vial. When it had a reasonable amount, she cleaned her wound with the only thing she could find- some paper towels. Then she poured some holy water into the potion vial and after she closed it she shook it. It wasn't exactly an impressive potion but it was unique to her and if she had learned anything from those lessons that Piper had forced upon her it was that as long as the potion is creative and comes from the heart, it'll work.

All that was left to do was to read the spell. She did some breathing exercises to stop herself from having a spasm and let out one last shuddering breath. Paige took the spell she had written out of her jean pocket and began reading it.

"This sister asks you for you help, Oh spirits. Bring the Original one back; switch them in a swift attack.

This sister asks for your help, Oh spirits. Return the eldest in place of the youngest; it's all I ask this simple task. Please oh spirits bring her back."

Paige chanted.

She gulped and threw the potion vial up into the air. Her heart caught in her throat, seconds before it crashed onto the floor. There was the sound of shattered glass and there was a huge explosion that blew Paige backwards. The last thing she saw was a bright light centered in the blackness of the smoke.

*** Her eyelids flickered open and she slowly stood up, coughing. There was smoke everywhere and she couldn't see a thing. The door to the attic swung open and three shadows walked towards her. One of them she recognized as her sister Piper. Piper came up to her, waving smoke out of the way and coughing. "

Paige! What have you done now!" she roared.

"Piper!" she squealed in delight as she ran to her sister and embraced her tightly.

Piper looked stunned. "What the heck is wrong with you?" she retorted, pushing her away. "Did you blow up something that made you lose a couple of brain cells or something?" she said coldly.

"Piper…" Leo warned.

Leo. Leo!

She was about to wrap her arms around him when she saw that the other shadow was a bewildered Phoebe. "Phoebe!" She exclaimed happily as she wrapped her arms around both her and Leo.

"Uh Paige, sweetie are you ok?" Phoebe asked softly as she patted her on the back.

"Paige? Who's Paige?" she asked.

They all stared at her.

"If this is your idea of a joke it's not funny, Paige. Now clean up this mess." Piper growled.

And with that she stormed out of the attic.

Phoebe hugged her tightly. "Oh it's ok sweetie. We all make mistakes." Phoebe reassured her and she followed Piper out the door.

Leo stared at her for a few moments until he seemed to notice something on her arm. "Here let me heal that." He offered as he took her arm in one hand and held the other over her arm. There was a yellow light and the blood soaked arm was as clean as a whistle.

That's when she noticed her arm. It was pale white. She always knew she was white but not this unfamiliar porcelain shade. And what was she doing here? She was dead. Her hands flew to her head and that's when she felt her hair. That wasn't her hair! And the clothes she was wearing… they weren't hers either. Wait a second, Paige! That was her long lost half-sister that she had heard about recently and had observed once in a while. Her hands touched her face.

"Oh my god…" she whispered. She could tell that the color had probably drained out of her face.

"Paige are you ok?' Leo questioned. "You look paler than usual."

"That's just It Leo! I'm not Paige! I'm Prue!"