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Little Background info (about Paige) for those who don't know much about Charmed:
The show is about the 3 sisters Prue, Piper und Phoebe. After Prue's death (Season 3) they find out that they have another sister. Paige is the daughter of theis mother Patty and her Whitelighter (Protector of the witches) Sam. Their relationship wasn't allowed and they were afraid the elders (the bosses of the good people in the magic world) would find out so they left Paige on the front steps of a church. Paige was adoptet and her parents died in a car accident when she was 15 or 16. (I don't really know)

The Spell I used in this Chapter is from Charmed Episode 8x01 and I changed I a little!

The song in this Chapter is "Every Part Of Me" by Hannah Montana!

Special Thanks to my Best Friend who tried to find all the mistakes I made while translating this Chapter! Add her on Twitter (Denise080293)! ;) If you still find any mistakes you can eat them! =D

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or Charmed... =(

Chapter 2: „Every Part Of Me"

Maybe I will never be
Who I was before
Maybe I don't even know her anymore
Maybe who I am today
Ain't so far from yesterday
Can I find a way to be
Every Part of Me

Five hours later I was awakened. The Plan was working successful and the Employee from Darryl was on the way to my father and my brother. They had to tell them what „happend" in Person and they had to bring my father and Jackson here. The two had to make a statement whether or not the accident was a real accident. After all my dead by car accident had to look real for them. I slowly stood up and stretched. Man, I was exhausted. I had been sitting in this chair for hours now.

"Ok, and how will we do it now?" I asked Wyatt and Chris.

Wyatt came to me and stretched out his hand.

"We orb to your house and you pack a few things and then we'll orb to our house. You will live with my aunt. It's your Camouflage. But I'll tell you later."

I nodded and took his hand. Hardly five seconds later had I found myself standing in my room. Suddenly I was dizzy and I had sat down. I do not know how to describe it yet, but to orb felt really weird at first. When the room stopped spinning I got up and went to my wardrobe. Quickly, I had packed one or another of my favorite pieces of clothing and not just one pair of shoes. When I finished my wardrobe I opened the door to my Hannah Closet. I didn't want any clothes. I reached into one of the rear shelf where I kept my shoes. There it was, the little box with all the photos and my collection of song lyrics.

"Wow!" Chris just walked into my closet and was amazed, "That's what I call a wardrobe! Wyatt told me to ask if you have everything."

"Not really, but if I take with me even more the missing Clothes will be noticed."

"Yes, you're right. What's in the box? "

"Photos, lyrics, memories ...", I replied, shrugging my shoulders, while I sadly looked around the room.

"Wouldn't it be noticeable when you take the box?", asked Chris surprised.

"Hardly. Nobody knows about this box. That's why I have it here in one of the hidden rear shelves."

I had to grin. Even if he still glared at me, he was cute.

"Okay, we need to go.", said Wyatt, as he walked into my Hannah Montana Closet.

"I think "Best of Both Worlds" can be taken literally here?", he noted and winked at me. I laughed and nodded.

"Let's Go", said Chris, and took my bags. Suddenly he was bathed in blue light and disappeared. Startled, I jumped to the side. I definitely had to get used to it.

"Come on, we have to go, too." Wyatt stretched out his hand to me and a few seconds later I found myself in a large living room which was full of strangers starring at me.

~*~ Darryls POV ~*~

I was nervous. I paced up and down in my office. Immediately I had to lie to a father. Tell him that his daughter was killed in a car accident. Although she was safe with the Halliwell's in San Francisco. I breathed deeply a few times and tried to calm myself. It was good that I had helped the Halliwell's in the past so many times and that they had agreed immediately to help with now. I don't know any other place where Miley could have been safe.

"Detectives Morris? The Family members are here."

"Okay. Thank you."

I sat on the chair behind my desk and looked briefly at the I-Pod which Miley had left there. It was slightly blackened on the back now. After all, it had been briefly in the fire. A few seconds later a big, strong man with almost shoulder length hair entered the room, Miley's father Robby Ray Stewart. He was followed by a boy who appeared to be a little older than Miley. He had blonde hair and was quite small, this seemed to be her brother Jackson.

"Mr. Stewart. Please, sit down."

I stood up and shook his hand. He sat down in the chair where his daughter had been sitting less than an hour ago.

"Are you sure that this is Miley?", he asked and looked at me.

"Yes, we are sure. The dental records have confirmed this clear.", I replied dryly.

"Oh my God. That is her I-Pod!", Jackson reported now to speak.

I gave him the I-Pod and he looked stunned at it, while his father struggled with tears.

"My sincere condolences."

"How, how did that happen?", Jackson asked after a few moment of silence.

"It was quite a big accident. Miley was sitting in a cab. They drove in a traffic jam and several cars behind them overlooked it and went on from behind. There was a big collision and the taxi was spun into the air. The leaking gas exploded and several cars and the cab burned completely.", I told them sober the fictional, half-true facts. After all, this accident had really happened. Only it was made and executed by stunt men were. On television, he was also never been. The press we were told that there were ten wounded, and four deaths. Names we had not moved out. It would be noticed if the police were called only a name and no further.

~*~ Mileys POV ~*~

Wyatt let go of me and introduced me to his family. I was scared, because everyone in this room seemed to be staring at me. I felt like an animal in a zoo. Actually, I had to stare at this family like zoo animals. After all, they possessed magical powers.

"Hey Miley.", One of the adults, who seemed to be the oldest of the three women, broke the silence and came to me. "I'm Piper, the mother of Melinda," she showed a roughly 14-year-old girl with shoulder-length blonde hair, "Wyatt and Chris."

"Hi.", I said rather quietly. I took a deep breath. Sweet Niblets Miley, why are you so shy? Come on you can do this!

The others also came on to me now. After 15 minutes I knew all the names of the persons and the position in the family.

The youngest of the three adult sisters, Paige, began to talk to me.

„We'll still have to declare your false identity. You are going to live with me, my husband and my children. This way we can come up with something most easily. It may happen that you have to stay here for little longer."

I swallowed. "Ookay .." and Paige went on:

"From now on, you are my niece. I was adopted and know my real family since I was in my twenties. So you are then, strictly speaking, the daughter of my adoptive brother, who has never existed. Your parents died in a car accident and I'm your only living relatives. We barely know us because I lost touch with my "brother" for years. Okay?"

"Yes. I think I can remember that."

"Good! We didn't want to make any major changes, so we change only your Surname. Your name is Miley Matthews for the rest of the world now. Clearly so far?"

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Slowly I processed what I just told Paige. I seemed to need some time for my reply, because I felt the whole family staring at me, again. Finally, I opened my eyes, looked at Paige and nodded very carefully.

"Excellent!" I felt Pheobe come up from behind. She took my left wrist and pulled me to the stairs.

"We need to change your looks magical so nobody can recognize you.", she said as we finally reached the attic of the house.

Phoebe took a fairly thick book and began to turn the pages. A little later, she seemed to have found something. She cut some herbs and threw them into a small bowl. Then she gave me a little piece of paper.

"Write your new name on it! Then you have to imagine yourself with different hair and eye color. The change will be visible for everyone expect the People who know that you're You."

I nodded and did what she had asked me to do. I imagined myself with shorter, black hair with bangs and green hair tips, and green eyes. Slowly, I nodded to Phoebe, who took the paper immediately.

„I call upon acient powers, to mask her now and in the future hours. Hide her well and barely, but not from those, we call person in the know."

She threw the paper into the tray and suddenly there was a small explosion inside and steam rising.

"Look in the mirror! "

I slowly walked to the mirror and looked into it. My reflection exactly looked like I had imagined myself. Prior to amaze my jaw dropped.

Phoebe had to laugh: "You can shut your mouth again. You and my family can see your camouflage only in the mirror. Anyone else will think you look like the Person in the mirror. Even in photographs you'll look like this. This reminds me that we make a picture for your false ID card and send it to Darryl."

~*~ Lilly's POV ~*~

Shocked. Rigidly like a hydrochloric acid I stood there. Unable to think, move or react. Did I understand Mr. Stewart correctly? Or was this only a stupid joke? I had the feeling that I was stuck in a nightmare somehow and I hoped to wake up as soon as possible. I felt Oliver put his arms around me. Then it happened. I awaked from my shock rigidity and dug my face in his shoulder. I realized that this is real. My best friend was death. She would never sit in this room again and she would never laugh with me again or argue with her brother. Finally I burst out crying.

I could not seize it yet. My best friend had left me. How should I live without Miley? We were the best friends since they moved here from Tennessee. I could not imagine a life without her and I began to sob louder.

After some minutes I finally lifted my head from Oliver's shoulder, wiped me the tears from the eyes and tried to calm down. Then I looked at my boyfriend. He also had tears streaming down his cheeks. Affectionately I wiped them away with my thumb and gave him a kiss.

I turned around and looked at Mr. Stewart and Jackson.

„Ttttthaank You. I'm glad you told us personally and we..we.. didn't had to find out at school or through the media.", I told them.

„You two are… were Miley's best friends. You deserve getting the news from us. And Miley would have wanted it this way.", Jackson answered and hugged us briefly.

I nodded. Then I took Oliver's hand and we went home. Not to school, where we should have been already…

~*~ Robby Ray's POV ~*~

I breathed deeply after Lilly and Oliver were gone. The first obstacles were overcome. The rest of the family had been informed last night and the school also know.

Only one more thing had to be done. The public had to be informed. After all, Miley as Hannah Montana had several million CD's sold and we originally planned a summer tour, which was sold out.

I trembled at the thought that I had to make thousands of fans unhappy now. But who could have guessed that Miley suddenly would die so early?

I still was wondering what Miley had done in this cab. After all, she had told me that she would go jogging on the beach.

I still had the feeling she would come through the front door any moment and argue with Jackson. These arguments always annoyed me, but somehow I missed them. But I knew that I would never get to listen to them again.

I slowly walked to the phone. I had to cancel the tour and to release a statement. When the public would know the truth, her death would become even more real. And I still don't want to admit to myself that I would never see my daughter laugh again.

I picked up the phone and dialed the number. It was time to tell the world…

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