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Paige opened her mouth but no words seemed to come out. For the first time in her life, she was well and truly speechless.

"...I...erm...err... hi." Paige mentally kicked herself. Smooth Matthews. Real smooth. Prue smiled at her youngest sister. There was so much that she wanted to say, so much to do. But Prue and Paige were similar, and as she tried to speak, she had no idea what to say.

"...Hi..."

"It's...erm... nice to meet you Prue." Ok, Paige thought. I sound like a total idiot! But what else can I say to the dead sister that I've never met?

"It's nice to finally meet you Paige. But I wish it could be under better circumstances."

"Well...what are the circumstances? What's going on?" Paige looked confused and Prue immediately felt sorry for her baby sister.

"The car crash you were in, it wasn't completely natural."

"Not completely natural." Paige repeated. "What does that mean!?" Prue could see by the look on Paige's face that she was getting annoyed, not that she could blame her.

"It means it was demonic." Prue answered.

"How the hell can a car crash be demonic!?" Prue raised her eyebrows at Paige's rising voice. God, she's so much like Piper,Paige thought. Or Piper's so much like her or...whatever. It doesn't matter. Paige sighed. "I'm sorry Prue. It's just, well, I hate not to know what's going on." Prue nodded in sympathy and understanding. Even when she was in heaven, she felt that way sometimes.

"The car crash was caused by a demon." Prue tried to explain.

"Ok, so a demon crashed into the car." Prue frowned slightly.

"Well...yes but-" Paige didn't give Prue a chance to finish her sentence, and went on over Prue.

"I'm not dead, yet I'm in heaven, how does this work?" Prue could feel her temper start to rise. She hated being interrupted, especially by her sister, granted, she'd never met Paige...but it was her little sister all the same.

"If you would let me finish." Prue's voice rose a bit and Paige looked a little sheepish.

"Sorry." She felt like she was two years old again, Prue made her feel a bit like a naughty child. Prue smiled, Paige sounded exactly like Phoebe.

"First, you're not I heaven."

"I'm not?"

"No. Not only did a demon cause the crash, but...well, he stole your soul."

"He stole my soul!? Where the hell am I then!?" Paige's pale face was starting to go an angry red.

"A kind of Limbo." Prue answered back.

"Limbo? Is that like, in-between life and death?" Paige was getting more and more confused by the second.

"No. Not the Limbo you know, a demon created it."

"A demon created a Limbo?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Prue sighed.

"For a game."

"A game! Why the hell did the demon create a Limbo for a game!?"

"Paige, calm down and listen." Paige nodded her head slightly and waited for Prue to continue. "A demon thought that he could easily kill the charmed ones, so he decided to do something much more interesting he..." Prue but her lip, it wasn't exactly the nicest thing she had to say to Paige.

"He did what Prue?"

"He, um, he must have thought it would be more fun to make you fight for your lives."

"What!?"

"He wants you to make it a game, when you survive then you'll get your soul back."

"And if not...if I don't survive?" Paige questioned.

"Well, you can guess what happens."

"Hang on, if I survive, how do I know I'll get my soul back?"

"Because when you survive, you'll have to kill the demon that stole it, once you kill him your soul will return to your body." Paige had to smile at Prue's emphasis of the word when.

"How can I do this on my own? I don't even know what I've got to face, let alone how to face it." Paige felt all her hope start to drain form her.

"Well...hopefully you won't be doing this on your own."

"Are you going to help me?" Paige asked in a hopeful voice. Prue shook her head.

"I'm not really here." Paige's brow wrinkled in confusion and she reached out to touch Prue's arm and was surprised to find that it was solid.

"But...I can touch your arm."

"Before I died, one of my powers was astral projection." Paige nodded, she remembered reading about that in the book of shadows. "It's an extension of that, combined with the elders magic, that wanted me to tell you what's happening."

"That's a first." Paige scoffed. Prue smiled.

"Well, if you can astral project...how did Grams get here?" Prue waved her hand at that comment dismissively.

"Grams got here on her own accord. She doesn't need the elder help to do powerful magic." Paige smiled slightly; Penny Halliwell didn't need the elder's to help her do anything.

"If you can't help me, who can?" Prue's smile grew stronger.

"Our sisters."