Disclaimer: I do not own Paige, Kyle, demons, magic, or the Elders. Those are all owned by Brad Kern, Spelling and co.

Summary: Post: Scry Hard. Paige and Kyle secretly meet each other in Paige's bedroom, but Kyle can only stay for a short amount of time. The Elder's have forbidden them to see one another... and Kyle makes a promise to Paige, which he intends to keep.

Excuse this if It's sucky, it's late, like 1 AM, but it wouldn't leave me alone! So here you go, a nice agnsty oneshot. PaigexKyle all the way! It's really, really, short.


One Day


Silence made the short minutes seem so much longer. They didn't talk. They could, but it only made time go so much faster. Time was precious to them. Every moment counted. Their hands intwined with each other; as he softly rubbed his thumb over the top of her hand. Her head laid on his shoulder, her free arm wrapped around his. If that single moment could last forever...

She pulled him closer to her; in fear of him leaving once again. Like he always did. He always had too. Was never his choice or her's. She felt him starting to pull away, and squeezed tighter. "Not already." Paige whispered desperately, keeping his hand in her's. "One minute more.."

"I'm sorry," Kyle let go of her hand; staying strong for her. "I have to go now."

"Screw the Elders!" The Charmed One yelled out through gritted teeth; her face flushing. They kept taking him away from her. Again and again. She wasn't even aloud to see him.

They had forbid it.

They were afraid. Afraid that they would get together - and suffer, like Piper and Leo. Have kids, that would grow up to be potential threats. Like Wyatt. Kyle sat at the edge of her bed; while Paige leaned up against her head board; hating all the torture they were going through. She only had ten minutes with him every week. Then he had to leave before the Elder's found out. Not even her sister's knew about him. Ten minutes was not enough time.

"Paige, if I could-" He looked up hopelessly at her. Her pale and delicate face carried so much pain; and he hated that. He hated the Elders. "-I'd clip my wings for you."

"Then do it," Paige choked, reaching for his hand, but he stood up before she could take it.

"If it was that easy. They'd know I've been seeing you... I would... we would..."

"Get in trouble? Have to go through more pain?" She let out a weak painful laugh, "I'm in more pain when I'm not with you."

He ran a hand through his spiked black hair; then bent down on one knee next to her bed. Kyle took her hand gently, and kissed it. His sparkling green eyes looked up into her teary brown eyes, "I can't promise you tomorrow, I can't promise you next week... or next month... but I can promise you one day, you and I will be together one day. Free from the Elder's, free from magic, free from demons. Just you and me."

"One day?" Her eyes glistened with hot tears, "When is that?"

"Soon - I'll risk it all," He lifted up her chin, his face growing more serious my the minute, "-to make sure you and I are happy."

Paige wiped away some of her tears; his words touched her; but she couldn't help but feel guilty. "I'm sorry, Kyle. I got you into this..." Her voice flooded with emotion, as she looked away from him, "and now this pain..."

"No," He shook his head persistantly, laying a hand on her soft cheek. "Never be sorry. Everything - all the magic, all the pain, is worth it, because I have you. You're worth it all. I didn't exsist before I met you. Honestly, I can't remember living before I met you. Never be sorry." Kyle kissed the top of her fore-head lightly, then cupped her chin lovingly.

Although all his words had done their job in making her feel relief; she knew what that kiss meant. He was leaving her again. Her hand's rested on his forearm, almost like she was holding onto him. "Thank you," Paige strained, her voice quivering.

"One day, Paige. I promise." He told his one love; "I'll be seeing you." The whitelighter leaned in too kiss her lips, and she moved closer with her eyes shut tight. But he orbed out before their lips ever touched.

Paige stopped a sob escaping through her mouth, as she brought her knee's up to her chin, and she started to rock herself back and forth. She was alone. Again.

And all she had to look forward too was one day.


TBC..
It's no longer a one shot!


Me do a fluff? Hah. I have to be agnsty.

I have to thank money makes me smile, TEH QUEEN (yes - teh!) of P/K shipper-ness, for inspiring me to do a oneshot. Check her stories out, they are awesome! Also take a look at The-Cheese-Fairy's: A Life of Magic: The Third Child Prophecy. And Laurie Lu's Unheard. Those stories rock!