Paige was walking on campus enjoying the atmosphere that college had to offer. As a junior, she was now over the euphoria of complete and total freedom that made college kids act crazy and do stupid things. She had lived on campus for the first two years as mandated by the university and then had moved back to the manor, saving her some serious dough. Still, she had plenty of memories of drunken escapades and stupid yet friendly vandalism and enjoyed being around others her own age.
She was triple majoring in art history, the fine arts and education to get her certification to teach, but also took some psychology courses for her minor. Today, her adolescent psych class was having a guest speaker from the police department whom she noticed was a lot younger than she expected and hella cute. Taking her seat, Paige turned her full attention to the officer.
"Hi, guys. My name is Henry Matthews and I am a parole officer for the San Francisco Police department. I usually come in once a semester during this course for the unit on criminal activity involving adolescents. Before I do that let me give you a little bit of my background information. I am twenty-four years old, and I was in the foster care system until I was four years old. Right off the bat you should be hearing a ding-ding-ding going off in your heads. Many of the children who enter foster care also come from homes with criminal activity or are put in homes around areas of criminal activity. It was one of the motivating factors that led to my decision to become a parole officer. A lot of these kids need someone to look up to and can relate to me because of my experience. Now, I was lucky. At four years old I was adopted to a wonderful couple who couldn't have children. My father is a firefighter and also inspired my want to help the public…" he continued to speak.
After class had ended and Paige finished talking to some friends she made her way out of the building where she ran into Henry full force. "I am so sorry," she said.
"It's alright," he replied picking himself up off the ground. "I wish I had beautiful women on top of me every day," Henry said and noticed Paige blush. "You were in Professor Mackenzie's psych class, right?"
"Yeah, you were great in there. I actually managed to stay awake," she joked.
"Well maybe one good turn deserves another," he said. "Do you maybe want to have dinner with me sometime?"
"I would love to," Paige answered and the two exchanged numbers. "Call me," she said before walking away with a new bounce in her step.
Piper and Leo were sitting at Quake, playing with their food and avoiding eye contact and erupting in giggles and blushing on the occasion where their gazes met. They had been tip toeing around each other for the past two weeks and Piper had finally gotten up the nerve to ask him out –at Phoebe's encouragement, of course.
"I have to admit, I knew the charmed ones would be an impressive bunch but you guys are beyond anyone's wildest dreams. Your powers are out of this world, I mean who else can move through time and space by sheer will," Leo asked.
"Well, we're lucky," Piper said. Two weeks had passed since the sisters' little trip to an alternate world and Piper was still digesting everything they had learned there. "When Phoebe's spell brought us to that other world it made me wonder what it would have been like to grow up without powers. It might have been nice, but I don't think I would like the idea of wasting so much time for developing them. They had to learn from scratch, had no help, and made the kinds of sacrifices I can't imagine making. I don't know what happened differently but whatever it was I'm thankful for it," she said and smiled bashfully as Leo took her hand in his.
"I'm glad, too. I can't imagine loving any other version of you," he said and Piper felt a weird sensation fall over her that was kind of warm and…fuzzy? No one had ever made her feel that way before.
"I don't know Phoebe, the Betsey Johnson dress may be a bit too much for work," Paige said as she, Prue, and Phoebe walked through the double doors.
"That's what a new wardrobe's all about. Pushing the limit."
"Yeah, and stretching the budget," Prue added. "Maybe I should just check with Piper," she said before hearing a very feminine giggle and a contrastingly male laugh.
"Oh my God, Prue," Piper said upon seeing her sister. She froze Leo only to trip over his leg and slide across the floor stopping at Prue's, Paige's, and Phoebe's feet before they helped pick her up.
"I'm so embarrassed," she said putting a hand to her forehead.
"Of course, she might have other things on her mind like having her way with the whitelighter," Phoebe said.
"I thought you guys were supposed to be shopping," Piper said still fighting off waves of panic.
"Obviously," Prue said.
Phoebe noticed Piper's open shirt and pulled it aside to show her other sisters.
"Oh, look," Paige said to her sisters. "Front clasp bra. She means business."
"Serious business," Prue agreed.
"Do you mind," Piper asked smacking Phoebe's hand aside.
"No, are you kidding? I think it's great. As long as he's not still on the clock, you know. We wouldn't want those pesky elders getting mad at us."
"That's what I mean. You guys have to get out of here before he unfreezes. I never know how long this things lasts. How much did you guys spend," she asked when she finally noticed the shopping bags.
"Lots. Prue's new look is perfect for an SHW," Phoebe announced.
Prue turned to her little sister. "SHW?"
"Prue, are you sure this isn't depression buying, you know, post life altering experience? You know, our trip to that other future?"
Phoebe took out a red lace lingerie set and held it up to Piper. "Does this look like something a depressed woman would wear?"
"Hmm, maybe you should borrow it," Paige said holding up to Piper.
"Okay, time's up. You three gotta go. Go, go in there and be quiet," she commanded and shoved them into the living room.
"We will if you will," Phoebe joked as Piper walked back to Leo and joined him in running up the stairs once the freeze broke.
They waited for the sounds of the couples' footsteps to go away before emerging from the living room and entering the kitchen. Phoebe pulled out their own individual pints of ice cream and handed them out as Prue got the spoons.
"So, is it slutty of me if I have sex on a first date," Paige asked and was answered by two awkward looks from her big sisters.
"You mean you haven't," Phoebe asked only to get a kick from Prue.
"Don't listen to her," Prue said. "There was a reason why her nick name was 'Freebie'," she told Paige.
"You guys know that wasn't true, right," Phoebe whined.
"What about you, Prue? Ever had sex on the first date," Paige asked.
"Only with Andy and that was the second time around. Besides, I've only been with two other people and one of them was Roger," she said and Paige and Phoebe both made 'yech' sounds.
"You really need to get some," Pheebs said.
"Have either of you ever noticed how hot some of the bad guys are? I mean, obviously you have Pheebs, but some of them are downright sextastical," the littlest Halliwell said.
"You're creepy," Prue answered.
"I mean it. Some of them have this dark, sinister, sexy as sin look and sometimes I find them –not evil—sexy. Especially during fights. I always feel so," Paige's body tensed and she shook her hands while trying to find the right words, "horny." Let's face it; there was no right way of announcing that.
"I knew I wasn't the only one," Phoebe said, still wounded by the lack of sensitivity from her sisters but basking in their bantering. It had been so painful to know her sisters were angry at her.
"May I suggest you seek help," Prue said. "Preferably psychological," she suggested.
"Maybe Prue will find her eyes meeting a hot, sexy warlocks gaze in the midst of battle and the two of them will be so passionately aroused that they'll stop fighting right in the middle in order to have hot, angry hate sex," Paige said in a mockingly romantic voice.
"But after the first round of hot, angry hate sex," Phoebe continued, "they will find themselves having slow, sweet love making and their love for each other will be confirmed."
"And her love will transform him into a hot, sexy mortal who spends the rest of his days worshiping her," Paige finished and both girls received pinches and muttered, "ow, ow, ow".
"In what world would that ever happen," Prue said in a testy tone, unaware of her past experiences in a previous life.
The girls finished their ice cream and made their way to the living room to watch a chick flick. The entire time Prue day dreamed of her sisters' hypothetical love story.