Back safe in the Manor on Prescott Street, Paige and Mimi appeared next to the sacred Book of Shadows. She knew that there had to be an answer at the House of the Halliwells.
Mimi peaked out from between her fingers and then let her hands fall. "Wh-where are we now?" she asked now more shocked than scared. She took a step away from Paige and ruffled the pages of the Book of Shadows.
"Our attic!" chirped in Paige. "You see, we're kind of like 'magical.' You and I popped over to San Francisco."
"The States?" she asked turning around surveying the attic and then looking directly into Paige's eyes.
Paige nodded. "Yep, California USA. And like I said, you're one of the good guys and a lot of bad dudes are after you."
"And that's why you always seem to show up when I was in trouble like Dr. Who?" she asked.
"Yep, but more sci fantasy that sci fi. You see, I'm like YOUR guide and when you called out I hear you. Up until today it had never been more than some small mortal problem," explained Paige. She gave her a big smile full of confidence while Mimi continued to circle her.
"Like when that bloke was getting a bit rough with me on that blind date?" she asked.
Paige had appeared out of nowhere and dragged her away. Luckily her date got embarrassed and didn't follow them.
Paige nodded her head in the positive. "Never thought of me as a lonely hearts club agent, but I helped you out there and when you fell off the ladder and when your car broke down five hundred kilometers out in the Outback."
"Always wondered why you'd show up. Not till afterwards since I was happy as a jackrabbit to see you. All that stuff did come under the fairy godmother job title," she admitted. "Thanks Paige. You are am angel."
"You're absolutely welcomed and you're one of my best clients or charges as they're known in my business. I know you'll return the favor to others in the future," she said bobbing her head in appreciation.
"Now why would you be so sure of that?" she asked shyly.
Just as Paige tried to answer the 'much-replaced' door of the attic opened and in waddled Phoebe, i.e. Mrs. Cupid.
"Hi!" she called out bringing with her a bag full of potion ingredients resting on her expanded belly. Number three was not far from making her appearance. "Hey, Paige. Who's your friend?" she asked throwing the ingredients next to her mini-caldron and stirring them slowly.
Paige provided the introductions. "Phoebe, Mimi. Mimi, Phoebe. Phoebe is my sister witch and Mimi is my new charge," she explained to those present.
"G'day," she said taking Phoebe's hand.
"Good day, yourself," she replied. "Not from around here, are you?" she asked cutely.
"Nope. This grey monster tried to put me six feet under down in Sydney," explained Mimi.
" Australia? Paige you have been branching out. Where nest time the moon?" Phoebe asked kidding her sister.
"This isn't exactly a social call. Mimi and I quickly exited from a major demon ambush," explained Paige. "And Mimi is brand new to all this magical mumbo jumbo."
"Well, this isn't mumbo jumbo gumbo here," retorted Phoebe. "We still need put together this potion for that Time Leaper. Coop thinks that he's trying to reorganize the underworld for his own purposes."
Paige looked over her ingredients and then said thoughtfully. "I thought they weren't as organized anymore. Been pretty easy the last few years since we got rid of the top ten baddies. Beginning with the Source, followed by the Source and then the Source, Zandu and Christie and the Triad. Leadership has been pretty lacking since then down there," said Paige rather confidently. "But then those demons we just met up with seemed well informed if not even organized."
Mimi listened to Paige and then gulped. "Why do you keep referring to demons?"
Paige replied, "Mimi, we're all good witches and we have to take care of these evil guys. Demons like the ones we saw or warlocks or any number of evil factions. They are trying to defeat good. Good magic. Good people. Good deeds. Someday you're going to become what we call a whitelighter, kind of a guardian angel for good witches. But that won't be until after you've left this world. Demons and darklighters want to stop you before you start helping others in the magical world. You do like helping people, right?" asked Paige.
Mimi nodded not quite understanding everything she had said.
"And that's why you're going to be a whitelighter. And it's my job to save you and to guide you toward that path. I'm a whitelighter too! explained Paige.
"And a witch and a sister and a mother and a busybody," kidded Phoebe as she threw things in her pot.
"Hey!" exclaimed a peeved Paige. She was about to say something that she wouldn't normally say in front of company.
Phoebe smiled. "And I qualify for all those jobs too. Except for the angel part."
"Shh!" called out Paige. No need to show any dissention among the good magical beings at least not yet. "What you need to know is that I've been assigned to you. I hear you calling me," explained Paige.
"And that's why your around every time I turn around.." started Mimi.
"No every time you're in trouble which isn't seldom, dear sweet little Mimi," said Paige with motherly overtones.
"You'll get used to it," shot back Phoebe. "Our little secret expands every week," she said putting her hand on her stomach., "…just like me. That kick was for the record books. OOOH!" she said painfully, but with a proud smile on her face.
"When does she pop out o' there, Phoebe?" asked Mimi as she felt the baby move in her belly. "Whoa!"
"This baby was due yesterday. Coop, my husband, will take care of me. I'm not going to drop it up in our magical hideaway here. I'm more in favor of hospitals. I sound more like Piper everyday," Phoebe said with a bit of whimsy in her voice. "She remembered way back when she helped deliver little Chris."
She threw in the last bit of something and the caldron went "Puff!"
"There. The seventh part of this thing is done. I never saw such a complicated recipe in my life. Thank God Piper is a chef! This is quite a strong potion, but we still need those three other artifacts, Paige. And I think Piper asked you to help," suggested Phoebe as she sat down, way down in the couch.
"Yea, I know the drill. If we don't get this Time Leaper dude, he could undo all the good we've done," said Paige sighing heavily.
Phoebe nodded in agreement and then shifted her butt on the couch. "And that's seventeen years worth unless he fools with our heritage. History. Whatever. And then we disappear ourselves!"
Paige looked a little lighter as Mimi sat next to Phoebe. "Mine is just fine. Whitelightering suits me. Piper was always complaining about her's," Paige reminded Phoebe.
Phoebe stuck a pillow in the corner of the couch and then leaned back to get comfortable. "She was always the first ready to give it up. Always a lover, never a fighter."
"OK change of subject. What's on the temporal passport?" asked Paige trying to find their destinations in time.
Phoebe pulled out a note they had gotten form the Elder. " England 1666. The Black Death."
Paige shook her head. "And the next one?"
"Occupied France 1940," read Phoebe.
"There's another good one. Next??" asked Paige looking up to the ceiling.
Phoebe got a bit of a grin. "And finally a Russian swampland – 1908."
"Nothing on the French Rivera? I'll take the swamp thingy. Tonight. Please have Piper join me at my place to watch my kids. My Elder friend Rossi will watch my charges like Mimi here. And Mimi needs to go head back to Aussieland! Right?" sighed Paige since it met another trip half-way around the globe.
"Never been here before, Paige. Can we have a look around?" asked Mimi sadly.
"Believe me unless you have passport its best not to get caught lounging around the US anymore. Not since the terrorist wars started," explained Paige crossing her fingers. "Piper had gotten in trouble once in Paris with Leo."
Phoebe shifted again as her baby kicked, again. "OK. I'll just lounge around here watching Chris, Wyatt and little Prue. Piper can lounge at your place," said Phoebe looking a little too cute.
"You'll have it easy," objected Paige.
"Hey, with 35 extra pounds, it's no piece of cake, sister dear," snapped back Phoebe lovingly.
"Come on, Mimi. Got to get you home. Have Piper meet me at my place, 7 PM tonight. Grab my hand, we're back to Aussieland. BY-EE!" waved Paige as she disappeared among the stars. Phoebe pounded her pillow again turned over and went to sleep.
