Paige's draw dropped slightly, but looking into those cold blue eyes,
she quickly sobered.

"I don't know what your talking about" Paige sat back against the bar,
crossing her arms.

A low chuckle emitted from his lips.
"Come now Paige, this isn't the time to play stupid"
He reached out and ran his hand down her hair.

Paige pushed his hand away, not likeing where this was going.

"Paige...Baby...Let's not play this game" He reached out, and in
in one swift motion grabbed her wrist.
"What would your new found family think of you if they knew, what kind
of a person you really were. What if a certain story were to cross
your sisters desk, telling her about Trish"

Paige stared at him, eyes wide. For years the night of her friends
death had haunted her dreams. She had finally been able to surpress it,
and here Nicolas was threatening to bring it all out again. This was
something she wasn't sure she could get through, especially if Piper
And Phoebe were to find out.
"what do you want from me....please....don't tell anyone Nicolas"

A wide smile streached across his face.
"Thats more like it babe"He stood preparing to leave
"we'll be in touch "
With that he turned and left leaving Paige in a frightened stupor.


It was Nearly 3 am when Paige snuck in the door of the Manor, and
crept up to her bedroom. Her bed felt so welcoming, so soft, all she wanted
to do was to climb under the blankets and hide. Deep down she knew that
this situation was going to get a lot worse before it got better.

That night paige tossed and turned, The nightmares from her past had
begun to resurface. For weeks after her friends death she had locked
herself away in her bedroom, laying in bed, refusing to eat and barely
sleeping. She couldn't go through this again, she wouldn't and couldn't,
and for now that ment doing whatever Nicolas wanted, no matter how awful,
Her sisters would be as ashamed of her if they knew, and she had felt
about herself. Why was this happening now, things were finally starting
to work out, her life was good, except for the deamon attacks of course.
Now she had what she had always wanted, a real family.