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Title: Sister Switch Off
Author: just always
Chapter Thirty ~ First Glance into the Future
Paige lifted her head from her hands and yawned. She looked around the attic and frowned. The last thing she remembered was saying spells with Piper and Phoebe. She thought back to remember as much as she could, and her eyes widened when she realized what she'd done.
Licking her lips, she sat up from her spot on the floor. She took a good look around the attic and saw that it was much different than it was when she passed out.
Did Piper and Phoebe clean up and rearrange?
She stood up and held her head. A pitter-patter of little feet came bounding up the steps to the attic. A little boy, at about four years old came into the room. He had dirty blond hair and brown eyes. The child reminded Paige of a much younger Leo, with the exception of his eyes. The boy had Piper's eyes.
"Wyatt?"
The little boy rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips. He licked his lips skillfully and looked up at Paige.
"Paigie! I'm not Wyatt, you silly." He used his tiny fingers to brush his hair out of his eyes. "I'm Samuel Andrew Halliwell." He popped his forehead. "Duh."
Paige frowned. Samuel Andrew?
"I'm sorry, Sam." She took a guess at his nickname.
Again, the boy put his hands on his hips and rolled his eyes.
"No! Grandpa Sam is your daddy. Everybody calls me Drew. 'Cept Danny, he calls me Sam-Drew."
The child put his hands over his mouth to cover his laugh.
"Danny?"
"Paigie! What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Drew grabbed Paige's hand and led her to the couch. She sat down and he crawled up beside her. He expertly put his hand on her forehead. He shrugged.
"You're not burning up, like Mommy says I do when I'm sick. I guess you'll be okay."
"I'm not sick, Drew." Paige said softly. "I'm just confused."
"Confused? What's that?"
Paige frowned. She wasn't sure she could explain words too well for a child to understand.
"Confused is- it's kind of when you don't understand."
"Oh. I'm confused a lot then, a 'cause I never understand when you and Mommy and Pheebe's always talk. And when Danny and Daddy talk too. You guys talk with too many words."
"You talk with a lot of words too." Paige said with a smile.
Drew's eyes widened when something in his childish thoughts came to realization.
"You have to hide me from Danny." He whispered.
"Why?"
"A 'cause he's gonna try and teach me a lesson."
"What did you do?" Paige asked. The boy talked as if he were in trouble.
"I didn't do nufin. Danny always teaches us lessons. He has to show us how to use our powers- duh." He popped his forehead again.
"Hey, how come you keep hitting your head? You'll make your forehead go flat if you keep doing that."
"It's what Pheebe's says people with blond hair do. And I have blond hair, so it means I have to when I say 'duh'." Drew popped his head again.
"I see." Paige paused. "Well, let's forget that piece of advice that Pheebe's gave to you. Mkay?"
Drew shrugged.
"Okay."
Paige stood up and pulled Drew up to hold him on her hip.
"Paigie." Drew whispered in her ear.
"Yeah?"
"I don't like your hair like this."
"What's wrong with my hair?" Paige frowned. She was getting more confused by the minute.
"It's orange. And shorter."
"How do you like my hair then, Drew?"
"I like it when it's back here." He turned in her arms and touched a spot on her back. "And when it's the color of Mommy's."
"I see."
Paige carried the boy out into the hallway and he squealed when he saw Dan standing by the door. Drew wiggled out of her arms and took off down the stairs.
"Sam-Drew! You better be waiting in the basement for me." Dan called.
He turned and smiled at Paige. His hair was short, Paige noticed. It looked like a normal haircut, not long like she'd known him to be. He touched a piece of her hair and twirled it in his fingers.
"Now why'd you go and change it back?" Paige shrugged.
"It was an accident." She whispered.
She hoped he wasn't mad. It wasn't like she could help it.
"Were you brewing a potion? I hope you weren't. You know what that can do to your lungs in the delicate condition that you're in."
"Condition?"
"You know I can tell certain things, Paige. I've known about this for a while. Don't play foolish with me."
"What are you talking about, Dan?"
Dan cocked his head sideways. Something was wrong. Paige had never acted like this around him.
"What's going on?" Paige shrugged.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She said.
"Don't know what I'm talking about now, or don't know what I was talking about a second ago?" Paige frowned.
"What?"
Dan's shoulders slumped. He looked into her eyes strangely, something Paige had never seen him do.
"What are you doing, Dan?"
"You know very well what I'm doing." He paused, still looking deep into her eyes. "Or maybe you don't." He turned his head to the side.
"Dan-"
"You shouldn't be here."
"What?"
"Paige, we have to send you back. You shouldn't be here. You should have just waited. You shouldn't have said that spell."
"What are you talking about? Send me back where? Am I in a different dimension?" If she was confused before, now she was distressed.
"Paige, you're seven years into the future. You really shouldn't be here."
"The future?" Dan nodded.
"I'm sure Drew gave you some information."
"Samuel Andrew. I thought he was Wyatt."
"Wyatt just turned seven, Paige. We have to get you back."
Paige looked up at him with curious eyes.
"Leo and Piper, they have two sons?" Dan closed his eyes and nodded slowly.
"Yes."
"What is my condition you were talking about, Dan?" He didn't speak. "What is my condition? Am I sick? Drew said something about me being sick- what's wrong?"
Dan licked his lips and hung his head. Paige could tell he was upset and she didn't mean to make him feel this way, but she was interested and wanted to know what was going on. If she was going to be sick in the future, she wanted to be prepared.
"No, you're not sick." He looked up at her and stared into her eyes. "You're pregnant."
"And you're kidding me." Paige started to walk past him. "You know what, I'm going to wake up in a few minutes, and none of this will be real. Phoebe and Piper and I, we'll be eating taco dip and drinking daiquiri's and being girls. We'll be back in the attic and everything will be back in place. I won't be here, where everything is different." She waved her hands at photos on the walls.
Paige stopped to stare at one of the pictures. There stood Phoebe and Piper, both with bulging bellies. This must have been right before Drew was born, she thought to herself.
"Who is Phoebe's child?"
"Prudence Turner. Halliwell, of course." He said with a sigh.
"And who is her father? Cole?" Dan shook his head.
"Jason Dean." He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I've told you too much. When you get back everything will be wrong and different because you'll know too much of the future. Of now."
"I can cast a spell to make me forget, when I get back." She turned to look at him. "Is this baby our first?"
"Yes."
"So you are my only man- my heart belongs to Dan?" She said with a smile, repeating her spell.
"For a while, yes."
"What does that mean?" Dan didn't answer her. "Dan- what does that mean?"
"Paige- you and I- future you, we've had problems. We've been separated. You- you even sent me divorce papers." He said with a sigh. "The baby which you are carrying was conceived out of anger."
Paige was shocked. After seven years with this man, something had torn them apart.
She was determined to find out what and get her future self together with Dan before she returned to her time.
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Authors note: A bit longer chapter than what I usually write. I hoped you like it. There's more to the story. Keep reviewing!
Authors note: Thank you for the reviews, keep them coming. Remember people; it's fiction.
Title: Sister Switch Off
Author: just always
Chapter Thirty ~ First Glance into the Future
Paige lifted her head from her hands and yawned. She looked around the attic and frowned. The last thing she remembered was saying spells with Piper and Phoebe. She thought back to remember as much as she could, and her eyes widened when she realized what she'd done.
Licking her lips, she sat up from her spot on the floor. She took a good look around the attic and saw that it was much different than it was when she passed out.
Did Piper and Phoebe clean up and rearrange?
She stood up and held her head. A pitter-patter of little feet came bounding up the steps to the attic. A little boy, at about four years old came into the room. He had dirty blond hair and brown eyes. The child reminded Paige of a much younger Leo, with the exception of his eyes. The boy had Piper's eyes.
"Wyatt?"
The little boy rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips. He licked his lips skillfully and looked up at Paige.
"Paigie! I'm not Wyatt, you silly." He used his tiny fingers to brush his hair out of his eyes. "I'm Samuel Andrew Halliwell." He popped his forehead. "Duh."
Paige frowned. Samuel Andrew?
"I'm sorry, Sam." She took a guess at his nickname.
Again, the boy put his hands on his hips and rolled his eyes.
"No! Grandpa Sam is your daddy. Everybody calls me Drew. 'Cept Danny, he calls me Sam-Drew."
The child put his hands over his mouth to cover his laugh.
"Danny?"
"Paigie! What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Drew grabbed Paige's hand and led her to the couch. She sat down and he crawled up beside her. He expertly put his hand on her forehead. He shrugged.
"You're not burning up, like Mommy says I do when I'm sick. I guess you'll be okay."
"I'm not sick, Drew." Paige said softly. "I'm just confused."
"Confused? What's that?"
Paige frowned. She wasn't sure she could explain words too well for a child to understand.
"Confused is- it's kind of when you don't understand."
"Oh. I'm confused a lot then, a 'cause I never understand when you and Mommy and Pheebe's always talk. And when Danny and Daddy talk too. You guys talk with too many words."
"You talk with a lot of words too." Paige said with a smile.
Drew's eyes widened when something in his childish thoughts came to realization.
"You have to hide me from Danny." He whispered.
"Why?"
"A 'cause he's gonna try and teach me a lesson."
"What did you do?" Paige asked. The boy talked as if he were in trouble.
"I didn't do nufin. Danny always teaches us lessons. He has to show us how to use our powers- duh." He popped his forehead again.
"Hey, how come you keep hitting your head? You'll make your forehead go flat if you keep doing that."
"It's what Pheebe's says people with blond hair do. And I have blond hair, so it means I have to when I say 'duh'." Drew popped his head again.
"I see." Paige paused. "Well, let's forget that piece of advice that Pheebe's gave to you. Mkay?"
Drew shrugged.
"Okay."
Paige stood up and pulled Drew up to hold him on her hip.
"Paigie." Drew whispered in her ear.
"Yeah?"
"I don't like your hair like this."
"What's wrong with my hair?" Paige frowned. She was getting more confused by the minute.
"It's orange. And shorter."
"How do you like my hair then, Drew?"
"I like it when it's back here." He turned in her arms and touched a spot on her back. "And when it's the color of Mommy's."
"I see."
Paige carried the boy out into the hallway and he squealed when he saw Dan standing by the door. Drew wiggled out of her arms and took off down the stairs.
"Sam-Drew! You better be waiting in the basement for me." Dan called.
He turned and smiled at Paige. His hair was short, Paige noticed. It looked like a normal haircut, not long like she'd known him to be. He touched a piece of her hair and twirled it in his fingers.
"Now why'd you go and change it back?" Paige shrugged.
"It was an accident." She whispered.
She hoped he wasn't mad. It wasn't like she could help it.
"Were you brewing a potion? I hope you weren't. You know what that can do to your lungs in the delicate condition that you're in."
"Condition?"
"You know I can tell certain things, Paige. I've known about this for a while. Don't play foolish with me."
"What are you talking about, Dan?"
Dan cocked his head sideways. Something was wrong. Paige had never acted like this around him.
"What's going on?" Paige shrugged.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She said.
"Don't know what I'm talking about now, or don't know what I was talking about a second ago?" Paige frowned.
"What?"
Dan's shoulders slumped. He looked into her eyes strangely, something Paige had never seen him do.
"What are you doing, Dan?"
"You know very well what I'm doing." He paused, still looking deep into her eyes. "Or maybe you don't." He turned his head to the side.
"Dan-"
"You shouldn't be here."
"What?"
"Paige, we have to send you back. You shouldn't be here. You should have just waited. You shouldn't have said that spell."
"What are you talking about? Send me back where? Am I in a different dimension?" If she was confused before, now she was distressed.
"Paige, you're seven years into the future. You really shouldn't be here."
"The future?" Dan nodded.
"I'm sure Drew gave you some information."
"Samuel Andrew. I thought he was Wyatt."
"Wyatt just turned seven, Paige. We have to get you back."
Paige looked up at him with curious eyes.
"Leo and Piper, they have two sons?" Dan closed his eyes and nodded slowly.
"Yes."
"What is my condition you were talking about, Dan?" He didn't speak. "What is my condition? Am I sick? Drew said something about me being sick- what's wrong?"
Dan licked his lips and hung his head. Paige could tell he was upset and she didn't mean to make him feel this way, but she was interested and wanted to know what was going on. If she was going to be sick in the future, she wanted to be prepared.
"No, you're not sick." He looked up at her and stared into her eyes. "You're pregnant."
"And you're kidding me." Paige started to walk past him. "You know what, I'm going to wake up in a few minutes, and none of this will be real. Phoebe and Piper and I, we'll be eating taco dip and drinking daiquiri's and being girls. We'll be back in the attic and everything will be back in place. I won't be here, where everything is different." She waved her hands at photos on the walls.
Paige stopped to stare at one of the pictures. There stood Phoebe and Piper, both with bulging bellies. This must have been right before Drew was born, she thought to herself.
"Who is Phoebe's child?"
"Prudence Turner. Halliwell, of course." He said with a sigh.
"And who is her father? Cole?" Dan shook his head.
"Jason Dean." He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I've told you too much. When you get back everything will be wrong and different because you'll know too much of the future. Of now."
"I can cast a spell to make me forget, when I get back." She turned to look at him. "Is this baby our first?"
"Yes."
"So you are my only man- my heart belongs to Dan?" She said with a smile, repeating her spell.
"For a while, yes."
"What does that mean?" Dan didn't answer her. "Dan- what does that mean?"
"Paige- you and I- future you, we've had problems. We've been separated. You- you even sent me divorce papers." He said with a sigh. "The baby which you are carrying was conceived out of anger."
Paige was shocked. After seven years with this man, something had torn them apart.
She was determined to find out what and get her future self together with Dan before she returned to her time.
-x-
Authors note: A bit longer chapter than what I usually write. I hoped you like it. There's more to the story. Keep reviewing!