Chapter 1 A Spell Gone Wrong
Paige lay on her bed, still thinking about everything that happened the night before. She had watched her sister say goodbye to her husband, not knowing if she would ever see him again. She had watched Piper kiss Leo then step back as the angel of destiny froze him. She remembered walking away from Piper last night, leaving her looking at Leo's empty truck there in the garage. She knew Piper and Leo had what anyone would want. True love. They were meant to be together. Sitting up, she knew she need to do something. As quietly as she could, she made her way out of her room and started toward the attic.
Slowly opening the cover she started sifting through the pages of their family's sacred book. She read through spell after spell, searching for something to ease her sisters pain. Nothing. Not one single solitary spell that would help her.
"Damnit." She cursed as she slammed the book shut. If there isn't a spell in here, I'll just make one up myself. Grabbing a pen and a piece of paper she sat down at the antique desk there in the attic. Wondering to herself if this had been Gram's desk when she herself was growing up. She shook the thought, trying to clear her mind to think of the perfect spell. As she finished the last line she couldn't help but smile. "Perfect."
Lighting the candles she stood with the small piece of paper in hand. She spoke in a low voice, hoping that neither of her sisters would hear her.
"Power's of the witches rise
Hear my call, hear my cries
Show me to a place to start
To heal my sisters broken heart."
She didn't realize her body was falling, or that something was drawing her out of her body.
"Miss, excuse me miss are you alright?"
Paige opened her eyes, now realizing that she wasn't in the manor anymore. The sun was setting now, she tried to sit up, feeling someone else trying to help her. She turned her gaze to where she had heard the voice, finding herself staring into the ice blue eyes she had seen in so many pictures. She felt her heart skip a beat as she looked into the eyes of a sister she had never gotten to know. "Prue?"
The woman cocked her head looking curiously at her now. "Do I know you?"
Paige racked her brain, trying to think of something believable to say. She didn't know exactly where she was and she wasn't sure yet of what she could or couldn't say.
Prue could sense the feeling of panic coming from this girl, not wanting to scare her anymore than she already was she decided not to push the subject. She'd ask her again later, when she didn't look so afraid. "Are you ok? You look like you've seen a ghost."
Paige nodded her head. If you only knew, she thought to herself. "Wha..What happened?"
Prue knelt down, still with an arm protectively propped behind Paige. "I'm not really sure, I was walking by and saw you laying here. You don't look homeless, so I figured you fainted."
Paige nodded.
"Why don't you let me..." Prue was cut off by the girl pushing her aside. Prue hadn't seen the demon that shimmered in behind her.
"Look out." Paige shouted as she jumped to her feet, trying to stand between this demon and her sister.
As if by instinct Prue flicked her hand, sending the demon flying into a brick wall on the side of the alley. Quickly rising to her feet she watched as the demon shimmered out, a look of pure hate on his face.
Paige knew that demon. She knew just as well that she had vanquished that demon. "Belthazar." She hadn't even realized she's said his name out loud.
"You know him?" Prue asked, cautiously backing away from this woman, not sure now if she was an innocent or just the opposite.
Paige recognized that look, it's one she and her sisters all gave when trying to figure out if someone was good or evil. "Yea." She held her hands out in front of her, as if to show Prue she had no intention of hurting her. "He's a demon, a very evil one at that."
"And that would make you?" Prue looked directly into Paige's eyes, as if trying to read her thoughts. Something seemed familiar about her, something Prue couldn't quite place.
"Not a threat, I promise."
Prue felt her guard go down and she knew deep down inside this woman wasn't lying. Just something about her made Prue believe she was good. Prue thought for a minute as she watched Paige, coming to the conclusion that she must be an innocent. "Look, I can't leave you here, I'm not saying I believe you just yet, but I can help you if you need it."
Paige wanted to run, as far and as fast as she could. How could she go to the manor with Prue, how could she keep this big of a secret. Almost as if she had no control over herself, she found herself agreeing to go. She wasn't able to turn from Prue. Not only that but she needed to figure out how and why she was here. She walked with Prue to the Jeep there in the parking lot. She recognized it right off. Piper's Jeep. Opening the door, she got in, picking up the newspaper that was in the passenger seat. She was relieved that Prue hadn't gotten in yet and didn't hear the gasp that escaped from her mouth. She read it to herself again, just to make sure she was reading it right. The date was clear and in bold print. October 8th, 2000.
Present Day
Piper had made herself get up. She didn't want to, she'd rather just lay there, she'd rather just drift back off to sleep. At least in her dreams she was with Leo. Waking up and getting out of bed would make her face the fact that he wasn't there. She peaked in on the boys as she started for the kitchen. They had no idea what was going on. They were so innocent and didn't deserve this. This whole magical life was no where near fair. She was expecting to walk into an empty kitchen but was instead shocked to see Phoebe sitting there at the table, newspaper in front of her.
"Morning." Piper's voice was almost hoarse.
Phoebe knew just by the way she sounded that Piper had been crying. She felt a tug at her heart as she looked up to see her sister. Her eyes were swollen and very red, her face had no sign of anything happy. Just hurt, pure and painful hurt. "We'll get him back Piper."
Not wanting to think about it Piper tried to change the subject. "Where's Paige?" It was a good question, seeing that Paige usually made her way out of bed earlier than Paige.
Phoebe knew this routine, but she figured it best to let it go for now. Piper would talk eventually, just on her terms and her terms alone. "I dunno. Doesn't she have a breakfast date with Henry this morning.?"
Piper nodded. "You wanna wake her, or you want me too."
"I'll get her." Phoebe pushed her chair back and started up the stairs. She knocked gently as she got to the door. "Paige, honey it's time to get up." She turned the knob and walked in, figuring she see her baby sister with her head still buried under the covers. She thought it was kinda funny though, that's the same way Prue use to sleep. Her train of thought changed as she saw the empty bed. "Paige?" She called out a little louder, still getting no response. She checked the bathroom, the boy's room, even her own room to see if maybe Paige had wondered in there to snatch something from her closet. She wasn't there. Walking over to the window she peaked out, seeing Paige's car still sitting there in the driveway. Confusion along with just a little bit of panic came over her.
"Find her?" Piper asked from the door way.
"No, it's strange though, her car's still here." Phoebe watched as Piper walked past and looked out the window seeing the car for herself.
"Did you check the attic?" Piper hoped she was wrong. Paige had a knack for getting into trouble when she was alone with the book.
Together, Phoebe and Piper walked into the attic. Panic was the first thing Piper felt when she saw Paige's limp body laying there in the floor.
Phoebe rushed over, checking and thankfully finding Paige's pulse. "Paige, sweetie wake up."
Piper leaned down taking the spell that was still in Paige's hand. She placed on hand over her mouth as she read the words on the small sheet of paper. "I don't think that's gonna work Pheeb's." She shook her head in frustration as she handed the spell to Phoebe.
Phoebe silently read the spell then let her eyes meet Piper's. She and her sister shared a look that was identical. One that showed the worry and the concern.
"What did you do missy Paige?" Phoebe asked as she brushed a strand of black hair out of her sister's face. "What did you do?"
