True Colours
A Paige Halliwell Story
Disclaimer: Charmed is a trademark of Warner Bros. aka Voldemort of Harry Potter. They have been stealing helpless children's sites and that makes them bastards. Voldemort is a bastard too so I have made them into one big mega bastard. Thank you. Alyssa Milano, Rose McGowan, Holly Marie Combs(If you ever need somebody to lean on, call mah! I'll be your buddy!!), Brian Krause, Julian McMahon, and Dorian Gregory are all in contract with the devil(didn't they learn from the Season Finale?). Shannen Doherty, if you are reading this, please enroll in some sort of therapy so maybe people will like you! Ever been liked before? (*Please note:* Cursing out Warner Bros. is my trademark! Don't steal!) This screenplay and all the ideas thought into it belong to me, Beth :)
(c) 2001
A/N: I thought that maybe writing Paige's story would be an intresting turn in my Charmed Fanfics. I have written about the past with my Patty Halliwell fic and the future with my Twinkle, Twinkle little star series and A Fallen Rosepetal. Now we are going into the present struggles of Paige Halliwell or as least what I think her struggles are. Imagine waking up one day and finding out your entire life had been a lie..
Paige sat in her college dormitory room pounding the keys of her laptop. It could be heard all the way down the hall. She sighed slightly every once in a while hoping she would find what she had been looking for the past two years. Her past and her birth parents. Along her walls were awards from the many dance competitions and beauty pagents she had won. Lesley came into her room and gave her a look. This was the "Why the hell aren't you studying? look".
"Paige, you have a huge chemistry report due tommorrow. Have you finished it?"
Paige stood and shook her long raven hair back. It came down her back and her blue eyes shined like her trophies did in the backround. She yawned a bit and stared at Lesley.
"Of course I did. Mom and Dad would kill me if I didn't. I also have been looking for more answers to my past. So far, the only thing I have is a last name. Halliwell. Paige Halliwell."
"Still Paige, you are graduating with honours this fall. You are up for valedvictorian for the graduation class. You have to take a break from looking for answers and concentrate on graduating."
"I know. You sound like my mother. Les, I will be fine."
Paige turned off the computer and began to file her papers. The name Halliwell rang in her head like chimes. At that moment the clock hit 9am.
"Damnnit. I am late for biology."
She ran out the door and across campus. A young man stopped her. He looked good. She was tall with blond hair. It has kind of curly. He was a jacket over her green shirt and khakis.
"Sir, I am late for my class. Could you excuse me?" Paige tried to step out of his way. The man stepped infront of her.
"Keep looking Paige. The Power of three is at stake." he whispered before going into blue sparkles.
Paige stared stunned for a few minutes and decided to skip biology. As fast as she had ever ran, she ran the computer. It loaded in an instant and almost you could say magically came to a page that Paige had never seen before. It was her birth certificate.
University of California Medical Center at San Fransisco
San Fransisco, California
Name: Paige Liora Halliwell
Date of Birth: Febuary 14, 1974
Time of birth: 12:01am
Family's current Residence: San Fransisco, California
Mother(maidan name): Patricia Halliwell
Father: Unknown
Paige held her mouth open. All those months of searching had finally come to this. Her birth name and mother. Paige Liora Halliwell. It had a nice ring to it. Other questions ran through her mind like who was that man? How did he know her name? At that moment, Lesley came in and crossed her arms.
"Why weren't you in biology and psychology? You aren't going to get into medical school!"
"Les, calm down. Look at this!" Paige smiled excitedly and showed Lesley the birth certificate.
"Paige.. oh my gosh! You found your birth mother's name! You should give your mom and dad a visit and give them the great news. C'mon let's tell Professer McCoy and Professer Lachlane why you weren't in class."
~*~(Time lapse @ The Jackens-Paige's adoptive mother and father)~*~
Paige sat down in the victorian style parlor. It was decorated like an old fashioned tea room from the 1800's. It had gorgous paintings around it and old vases from her parents' travels. Mrs. Jackens sat down and faced her daughter while sipping her tea.
"Paige, I heard you are up for Valedvictorian from the class of 2001. Congratsulations!" She smiled and then hugged her daughter tightly. Paige struggled to say her real reason for coming.
"Mom, umm.. there is something else."
Mrs. Jackens pulled away and faced her daughter.
"What is it? I know.. We weren't suppose to know yet but.. you were accepted into NYU medical school!"
Paige almost choked on her words. NYU.. her dream.. How could she spill the news now?
"That is great, Mom!"
"Let's go to Encantada for a celebration dinner. Just the women because Daddy is out of town."
Paige reluctantly got up and looked at her mother. The woman who had lied to her for 24 years of her life. Now that she was going to medical school, it felt like she needed the truth more then ever.
~*~(time lapse- New York University Pre-Medical School, Paige's dormitory)~*~
Lesley looked at Paige packing her things up. She tsked at Paige's two suitcases.
"Where are you going? We have a huge test in Biology-" began Lesley but Paige cut her off.
"SHUT UP ABOUT STUDYING! I could auctually learn my past and you are worried about me studying! SHUT UP!"
Paige stuffed the rest of the clothes into her suitcases. She picked them up off her blue and lavender flower conforters. She patted them and as Paige did, she fell on her knees and began to cry. Lesley ran to her hugging her tightly around her slender form. Her raven hair flowed off her shoulders and her usually gleaming blue eyes were cloudy with redness.
"I am so scared. My family is in San Fransisco. I want to find them."
"Paigie. I bet they want to find you too."
"If they did, why haven't they come to me? Maybe I was the ugly duckling and they sent me away."
"There is only one way to find out."
~*~(Time Lapse-An email from a friend-on the airplane)~*~
From: "Unknown" pah@P3.com
To: "Paige Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Paige-
You are getting closer to your final destiny. Keep looking.
Paige looked at the email and shut the laptop slowly. Who had sent this email? At that moment, her cellphone rang.
"Hey this is Jacks." she said as she closed the laptop with a click.
"Paige Ameythest Jackens, where are you?" shrilled her mother, who sounded as if she was crying.
"On my way to San Fransisco. I am going to find my birth mother and father. By the way, My name is Paige Liora Halliwell."
"How long have you known?"
"Since I began graduate school 2 years ago. I was given my adoptive birth records to fill out
forms. That is when I decided to look for them.. them meaning my birth parents."
"What didn't you ever tell us?"
"I didn't think it was nesseccary. Mom, I have to go."
"We will talk more about it when I come back.. I love you!"
"Goodbye Paige, I love you."
With a shaken hand, Paige put down the phone. Everything seemed to be spinning in her head. The entire talk with her mother, her mother's name, even her own name. The pain of everything made her very upset. What if her mother forgot about her? A voice rang throughout the plane.
"ATTENTION! WE ARE ARRIVING IN SAN FRANSISCO! I HOPE YOUR TRIP HAS BEEN PLEASANT! THANKS FOR RIDING AMERICAN AIRLINES!"
Paige's heart began skipping beats. In maybe even days, she would see her mother and maybe even siblings. As the flight came to a stop, Paige began preparing herself for the truth. The only truth.
~*~(Time Lapse-The Bureau of Family History, Downtown San Fransisco)~*~
As Paige entered the marble building, it seemed strange. This place would finally tell her who Paige Halliwell really was. Her feet creaked on the black and white tile as she made her way to the Geneology Center. It was huge, bigger then her dormitory house. Paige appoarched the front desk and a woman stood before her smiling. The woman looked like one of those organized secretaries with the red hair in a bun and the perfect glasses.
"Hello, Welcome to the Geneology Center! Can I help you?"
"Yes, I am looking for infomation about a family history by the name of Halliwell."
"Halliwell.. hmmm.. lemme look this up... got it! Halliwell, started living in the San Fransisco area in the 1910's. I have a printout for you. It lists names until 2001. Hope this helps you." the woman says as she handed the papers to Paige.
"Thanks so much for your help."
Sitting at a nearby table, Paige began to sort out some of the papers that the lady gave her. One of them was about a house that the Halliwell had owned for quite sometime. It was 1103 Prescott Street, San Fransisco. Then Paige came across the most important discovery of her life.
"Penny Halliwell, mother to Patricia Halliwell, born 7-23-51, Patricia gave birth to three daughters by a man named Viktor Bennett. Their names were Pruedence Coranna, 1-28-71, Piper Anna, 5-14-72, Phoebe Renee, 12-2-73 and a final daughter by an unknown father, Paige Liora 2-14-74 who was given up for adoption after Patricia died in 1975. Penny later died in 1998 leaving the manor to her three grandaughters who preside there currently according to Real Estate records."
Paige got up quietly and began her search to Prescott Street. As she got into her rental SUV, Paige couldn't help but cry. Her mother was dead and her father was unknown. Did that mean she was a bastard?
~*~(time lapse-Halliwell Manor)~*~
It took Paige about an hour to find the manor. It was beautiful. It was a fuschia colour with a white border. The windows were stain glass. As Paige appoarched the house, she saw that the front door windows had been blown out. Paige froze as she heard voices from inside. It sounded almost like sobs.
"Phoebe, what the hell are we going to do? Without Prue, hell we are screwed!"
"So much for being optimistic. Piper I know this! We are going to be screwed agiasnt demons!"
"Our powers are together by the power of three. Lemme see if I can freeze. Phoebe drop my vase."
The woman in the blond hair dropped a white vase after removing the pink roses inside of it. She dropped it but and it went crashing to the ground.
"Ok.. now we are defiantly screwed."
Demons? In utter surprise, Paige dropped her glass cup from the diner. It went into a sickining crunch. The two women turned around quickly. Paige made a run for it and dived into the grass and jumped into the car driving away.
~*~(Time lapse-The San Fransisco Nightclub/hotel)~*~
Paige looked at her email very carefully. One again she got an email from an unknown.
From: "Unknown" pah@p3.com
To: "Paige Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Paige-
So what did you think of your discovery today? Go back to the Manor tommorrow and tell both sisters who you are. That is your destiny.
----
From: "Lesley O'Brien" lgobri@NYUpremed.com
To: "Paige "Jacks" Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Paigie-
How is San fransisco? I heard it was suppose to be beautiful there! You have missed alot of work in class but you will have to make it up. Have you met your mum yet? Good luck in finding her! Email me back!
-Les
----
From: "Tina Jackens" TJack@aol.com
To: "Paige Ameythest Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Dearest Paige-
I hope you got into California alright. I was reading in the paper about a Geneology center there in the Bureau of Family History in San Fransisco. Daddy just got back from his business trip. I haven't told him you have been trying to find your birth parents. He would throw a fit. Asha is alright too. She got her first A on her math test. We all miss you and look forward to hearing from you.
Love,
Mom
~*~(Time Lapse-Halliwell Manor)~*~
Paige looked into the broken glass and reluctantly rang the doorbell. A young woman who had long brown hair answered it.
"Can I help you?"
"Piper... Hi, my name is Paige. I am your sister..."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! please r/r! And maybe I will continue!!
A Paige Halliwell Story
Disclaimer: Charmed is a trademark of Warner Bros. aka Voldemort of Harry Potter. They have been stealing helpless children's sites and that makes them bastards. Voldemort is a bastard too so I have made them into one big mega bastard. Thank you. Alyssa Milano, Rose McGowan, Holly Marie Combs(If you ever need somebody to lean on, call mah! I'll be your buddy!!), Brian Krause, Julian McMahon, and Dorian Gregory are all in contract with the devil(didn't they learn from the Season Finale?). Shannen Doherty, if you are reading this, please enroll in some sort of therapy so maybe people will like you! Ever been liked before? (*Please note:* Cursing out Warner Bros. is my trademark! Don't steal!) This screenplay and all the ideas thought into it belong to me, Beth :)
(c) 2001
A/N: I thought that maybe writing Paige's story would be an intresting turn in my Charmed Fanfics. I have written about the past with my Patty Halliwell fic and the future with my Twinkle, Twinkle little star series and A Fallen Rosepetal. Now we are going into the present struggles of Paige Halliwell or as least what I think her struggles are. Imagine waking up one day and finding out your entire life had been a lie..
Paige sat in her college dormitory room pounding the keys of her laptop. It could be heard all the way down the hall. She sighed slightly every once in a while hoping she would find what she had been looking for the past two years. Her past and her birth parents. Along her walls were awards from the many dance competitions and beauty pagents she had won. Lesley came into her room and gave her a look. This was the "Why the hell aren't you studying? look".
"Paige, you have a huge chemistry report due tommorrow. Have you finished it?"
Paige stood and shook her long raven hair back. It came down her back and her blue eyes shined like her trophies did in the backround. She yawned a bit and stared at Lesley.
"Of course I did. Mom and Dad would kill me if I didn't. I also have been looking for more answers to my past. So far, the only thing I have is a last name. Halliwell. Paige Halliwell."
"Still Paige, you are graduating with honours this fall. You are up for valedvictorian for the graduation class. You have to take a break from looking for answers and concentrate on graduating."
"I know. You sound like my mother. Les, I will be fine."
Paige turned off the computer and began to file her papers. The name Halliwell rang in her head like chimes. At that moment the clock hit 9am.
"Damnnit. I am late for biology."
She ran out the door and across campus. A young man stopped her. He looked good. She was tall with blond hair. It has kind of curly. He was a jacket over her green shirt and khakis.
"Sir, I am late for my class. Could you excuse me?" Paige tried to step out of his way. The man stepped infront of her.
"Keep looking Paige. The Power of three is at stake." he whispered before going into blue sparkles.
Paige stared stunned for a few minutes and decided to skip biology. As fast as she had ever ran, she ran the computer. It loaded in an instant and almost you could say magically came to a page that Paige had never seen before. It was her birth certificate.
University of California Medical Center at San Fransisco
San Fransisco, California
Name: Paige Liora Halliwell
Date of Birth: Febuary 14, 1974
Time of birth: 12:01am
Family's current Residence: San Fransisco, California
Mother(maidan name): Patricia Halliwell
Father: Unknown
Paige held her mouth open. All those months of searching had finally come to this. Her birth name and mother. Paige Liora Halliwell. It had a nice ring to it. Other questions ran through her mind like who was that man? How did he know her name? At that moment, Lesley came in and crossed her arms.
"Why weren't you in biology and psychology? You aren't going to get into medical school!"
"Les, calm down. Look at this!" Paige smiled excitedly and showed Lesley the birth certificate.
"Paige.. oh my gosh! You found your birth mother's name! You should give your mom and dad a visit and give them the great news. C'mon let's tell Professer McCoy and Professer Lachlane why you weren't in class."
~*~(Time lapse @ The Jackens-Paige's adoptive mother and father)~*~
Paige sat down in the victorian style parlor. It was decorated like an old fashioned tea room from the 1800's. It had gorgous paintings around it and old vases from her parents' travels. Mrs. Jackens sat down and faced her daughter while sipping her tea.
"Paige, I heard you are up for Valedvictorian from the class of 2001. Congratsulations!" She smiled and then hugged her daughter tightly. Paige struggled to say her real reason for coming.
"Mom, umm.. there is something else."
Mrs. Jackens pulled away and faced her daughter.
"What is it? I know.. We weren't suppose to know yet but.. you were accepted into NYU medical school!"
Paige almost choked on her words. NYU.. her dream.. How could she spill the news now?
"That is great, Mom!"
"Let's go to Encantada for a celebration dinner. Just the women because Daddy is out of town."
Paige reluctantly got up and looked at her mother. The woman who had lied to her for 24 years of her life. Now that she was going to medical school, it felt like she needed the truth more then ever.
~*~(time lapse- New York University Pre-Medical School, Paige's dormitory)~*~
Lesley looked at Paige packing her things up. She tsked at Paige's two suitcases.
"Where are you going? We have a huge test in Biology-" began Lesley but Paige cut her off.
"SHUT UP ABOUT STUDYING! I could auctually learn my past and you are worried about me studying! SHUT UP!"
Paige stuffed the rest of the clothes into her suitcases. She picked them up off her blue and lavender flower conforters. She patted them and as Paige did, she fell on her knees and began to cry. Lesley ran to her hugging her tightly around her slender form. Her raven hair flowed off her shoulders and her usually gleaming blue eyes were cloudy with redness.
"I am so scared. My family is in San Fransisco. I want to find them."
"Paigie. I bet they want to find you too."
"If they did, why haven't they come to me? Maybe I was the ugly duckling and they sent me away."
"There is only one way to find out."
~*~(Time Lapse-An email from a friend-on the airplane)~*~
From: "Unknown" pah@P3.com
To: "Paige Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Paige-
You are getting closer to your final destiny. Keep looking.
Paige looked at the email and shut the laptop slowly. Who had sent this email? At that moment, her cellphone rang.
"Hey this is Jacks." she said as she closed the laptop with a click.
"Paige Ameythest Jackens, where are you?" shrilled her mother, who sounded as if she was crying.
"On my way to San Fransisco. I am going to find my birth mother and father. By the way, My name is Paige Liora Halliwell."
"How long have you known?"
"Since I began graduate school 2 years ago. I was given my adoptive birth records to fill out
forms. That is when I decided to look for them.. them meaning my birth parents."
"What didn't you ever tell us?"
"I didn't think it was nesseccary. Mom, I have to go."
"We will talk more about it when I come back.. I love you!"
"Goodbye Paige, I love you."
With a shaken hand, Paige put down the phone. Everything seemed to be spinning in her head. The entire talk with her mother, her mother's name, even her own name. The pain of everything made her very upset. What if her mother forgot about her? A voice rang throughout the plane.
"ATTENTION! WE ARE ARRIVING IN SAN FRANSISCO! I HOPE YOUR TRIP HAS BEEN PLEASANT! THANKS FOR RIDING AMERICAN AIRLINES!"
Paige's heart began skipping beats. In maybe even days, she would see her mother and maybe even siblings. As the flight came to a stop, Paige began preparing herself for the truth. The only truth.
~*~(Time Lapse-The Bureau of Family History, Downtown San Fransisco)~*~
As Paige entered the marble building, it seemed strange. This place would finally tell her who Paige Halliwell really was. Her feet creaked on the black and white tile as she made her way to the Geneology Center. It was huge, bigger then her dormitory house. Paige appoarched the front desk and a woman stood before her smiling. The woman looked like one of those organized secretaries with the red hair in a bun and the perfect glasses.
"Hello, Welcome to the Geneology Center! Can I help you?"
"Yes, I am looking for infomation about a family history by the name of Halliwell."
"Halliwell.. hmmm.. lemme look this up... got it! Halliwell, started living in the San Fransisco area in the 1910's. I have a printout for you. It lists names until 2001. Hope this helps you." the woman says as she handed the papers to Paige.
"Thanks so much for your help."
Sitting at a nearby table, Paige began to sort out some of the papers that the lady gave her. One of them was about a house that the Halliwell had owned for quite sometime. It was 1103 Prescott Street, San Fransisco. Then Paige came across the most important discovery of her life.
"Penny Halliwell, mother to Patricia Halliwell, born 7-23-51, Patricia gave birth to three daughters by a man named Viktor Bennett. Their names were Pruedence Coranna, 1-28-71, Piper Anna, 5-14-72, Phoebe Renee, 12-2-73 and a final daughter by an unknown father, Paige Liora 2-14-74 who was given up for adoption after Patricia died in 1975. Penny later died in 1998 leaving the manor to her three grandaughters who preside there currently according to Real Estate records."
Paige got up quietly and began her search to Prescott Street. As she got into her rental SUV, Paige couldn't help but cry. Her mother was dead and her father was unknown. Did that mean she was a bastard?
~*~(time lapse-Halliwell Manor)~*~
It took Paige about an hour to find the manor. It was beautiful. It was a fuschia colour with a white border. The windows were stain glass. As Paige appoarched the house, she saw that the front door windows had been blown out. Paige froze as she heard voices from inside. It sounded almost like sobs.
"Phoebe, what the hell are we going to do? Without Prue, hell we are screwed!"
"So much for being optimistic. Piper I know this! We are going to be screwed agiasnt demons!"
"Our powers are together by the power of three. Lemme see if I can freeze. Phoebe drop my vase."
The woman in the blond hair dropped a white vase after removing the pink roses inside of it. She dropped it but and it went crashing to the ground.
"Ok.. now we are defiantly screwed."
Demons? In utter surprise, Paige dropped her glass cup from the diner. It went into a sickining crunch. The two women turned around quickly. Paige made a run for it and dived into the grass and jumped into the car driving away.
~*~(Time lapse-The San Fransisco Nightclub/hotel)~*~
Paige looked at her email very carefully. One again she got an email from an unknown.
From: "Unknown" pah@p3.com
To: "Paige Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Paige-
So what did you think of your discovery today? Go back to the Manor tommorrow and tell both sisters who you are. That is your destiny.
----
From: "Lesley O'Brien" lgobri@NYUpremed.com
To: "Paige "Jacks" Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Paigie-
How is San fransisco? I heard it was suppose to be beautiful there! You have missed alot of work in class but you will have to make it up. Have you met your mum yet? Good luck in finding her! Email me back!
-Les
----
From: "Tina Jackens" TJack@aol.com
To: "Paige Ameythest Jackens" pkjack@NYUpremed.com
Dearest Paige-
I hope you got into California alright. I was reading in the paper about a Geneology center there in the Bureau of Family History in San Fransisco. Daddy just got back from his business trip. I haven't told him you have been trying to find your birth parents. He would throw a fit. Asha is alright too. She got her first A on her math test. We all miss you and look forward to hearing from you.
Love,
Mom
~*~(Time Lapse-Halliwell Manor)~*~
Paige looked into the broken glass and reluctantly rang the doorbell. A young woman who had long brown hair answered it.
"Can I help you?"
"Piper... Hi, my name is Paige. I am your sister..."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! please r/r! And maybe I will continue!!