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I'm rolling out of Bakersfield
My own private hell on wheels
But this time I'm gone for good
And I've never gone this far before
Beyond the slamming of the back screen door
But you never loved me like you should
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"What!?" Leo yelled. "Why not!?"
"Because." Forseti said simply.
"Because why?! I am becoming impatient, Forseti!" Leo hissed.
"It is classified information." Forseti said calmly.
"CLASSIFIED!? HOW CAN IT BE CLASSIFIED?? SHOULD I GET PAIGE UP HERE SO YOU CAN TELL HER TO HER FACE THAT YOU DON'T LIKE HER, AND THAT'S WHY YOU WONT LET HER BE WHITELIGHTER!?" Leo yelled at the top of his lungs. He stomped his foot on the misty floor and created a cloud around his foot that spread away within seconds.
"That will not be necessary, Wyatt."
"I'm not leaving until you tell me why you won't let Paige be Mary, Melinda, and Megan's whitelighter."
"Then I will send you out. The final answer is no." Forseti said, giving a wave of his hand over Leo's face. In seconds, Leo's body dissolved into a thousand little blue/white sparkles.
Leo appeared back in the manor, rage boiling inside of him. Leo lifted his head up and looked into Paige's eyes.
"So, what did they say?" Paige asked, hopefully.
"They said no.," said Leo.
"Why?"
"Classified."
"LEO! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT KEEPING THIS FROM ME! I DESERVE TO KNOW!" Paige screamed, getting the impression that Leo knew, and just wasn't going to tell her.
"I would tell you if I knew, Paige. The problem is that Forseti won't tell me." Leo explained.
"Then why is it classified?"
"I don't know. I demanded to know, but Forseti sent me away by force."
"Oh." Paige said, leaving the room.
"Wait, Paige! Don't take it out on yourself. It's not you!" Leo called after her, knowing by brotherly instinct that she was hurt, but she didn't even turn around. Behind Leo, Piper began to stir. Her eyes fluttered and opened. Surprisingly, Megan was still sound asleep. Piper looked up at her husband, who was looking to the staircase.
"What are you looking at?" Piper asked quietly, sitting up.
"I was looking at Paige. Now I'm thinking." Leo said, turning around. He walked over to Piper and sat down. He looked down at his newborn daughter and smiled.
"Why were you looking at Paige? What happened?" Piper asked, suddenly alarmed.
"She um. . . She's just upset about something." Leo said.
"You're not good at hiding things, Leo. What happened? What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything. You can't shoot the messenger."
"The messenger for what, exactly?
"To tell Paige that she cant be our children's whitelighter."
"Aren't you their whitelighter?"
Leo sighed. "Not for long."
"What do you mean 'not for long'!?" Piper stared hard into his eyes.
"The elders won't let me have another charge. Didn't I already tell you this?"
"Not that I remember. Why can't you have another charge?"
"They won't let me." Leo said. Piper realized that it was still a fresh wound and that it would be better if she didn't open it any further by asking questions. She rested her head upon Leo's shoulder and said, "Okay".
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Paige ran into Phoebe on the way up the stairs.
"What's up, Paige?" Phoebe asked, grabbing her sister's arms to stop her. "What's wrong."
"Man, Phoebe. You don't miss a thing." Paige said, looking at the ground.
"So, what is it?" Phoebe asked again.
"It's nothing." Paige started.
"It's something, Paige. Tell me." Phoebe pleaded. There definitely was something wrong with Paige, and Phoebe wanted to do anything possible to help. After all, they were sisters.
"It's just . . . I never felt that I was completely part of this family." Paige stopped, taking a shuddering breath, on the verge of tears. "But never more than right now."
"What do you mean Paige, why?" Phoebe asked softly, trying to be sympathetic, but she didn't understand that after all she and Piper had given her, how she could still feel left out.
"I just want to be alone, okay Phoebe!?" Paige yelled as a flood of tears began to run down her cheeks. She knew that she should be happy. That Piper and Phoebe had been the best ever since she moved in, but talking about it just made it worse, she just wanted to be alone and think about how she could change things.
"Fine. Okay, but tell me if you want to talk more about it, okay Paige?" Phoebe said, giving Paige a hug. Paige nodded her head and pulled away. She raced up the rest of the stairs and past Mindy's room.
Mindy saw her Aunt Paige running down the hallway and past her door. "I wonder what daddy said to her." Mindy said, but instantly decided to find out. She got up off of the floor where she was playing with her dolls and she chased after Paige. She walked into Paige's bedroom, to find her aunt lying on the bed crying her eyes out. Melinda walked over and sat down next to Paige.
"What's wrong, Auntie Paige?" Melinda said, looking up at her with her huge brown eyes. Paige looked up suddenly, just now aware of Melinda's presence.
"It's nothing, sweetie." Replied Paige.
"But I've never seen you cry before." Melinda said, her eyes were as big as saucers as she tried to get the truth out of Paige.
"It's nothing, Mindy, really." Paige said, thinking about how smart Melinda was for being a 3-year-old.
"Then why are you crying?" Melinda asked again. Melinda was trying to think of every possible reason that Paige would be crying, but couldn't really think of anything that could make her cry. "Oh. Is it one of those grown-up things? Should I go get my mommy?"
"No. I'll be okay, sweetie. Why don't you go play with Mary?" Paige said, somehow knowing that Melinda cared helped her stop crying, but she didn't know why. Melinda would be fine without her.
Melinda nodded, although it was clear that she wanted to stay. Melinda was great at making people feel better by just being with them. It was probably the whitelighter blood in her. She jumped off of the bed and scurried down the hallway.
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Phoebe walked down the stairs slowly, forcing herself not to take this out on herself. It wasn't her fault that Paige was upset . . . or was it? When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she walked into the living room where Piper and Leo were sitting on the couch silently.
"I'm sorry to interrupt this, clearly intimate moment, but we have a problem on our hands. No, no. It's not demon related. It's much worse." Phoebe said, walking up and standing right in front of her sister and brother-in-law. Piper and Leo looked up at her, giving her the message to keep talking.
"It's Paige." Phoebe said, looking at them as if asking if they knew anything. Piper sat up straighter and looked Leo in the eye, and glared at him. Leo just nodded. "Do you know anything? All I know is that she is really upset. Something must have happened, because she said that she has been feeling left out of the family off and on, but ' never more than right now' as she said. Then she burst out in tears and yelled at me to leave her alone."
Phoebe had just finished talking when Melinda came bounding down the stairs.
"MOMMY! MOMMY!!" Melinda screamed, as she ran up to the threesome, panting.
"What's wrong, Mindy?" Piper asked, pulling Melinda onto her lap.
"Auntie Paige is. . ." Melinda said, between breaths. "Crying a lot."
"We know, honey. Did you find out anything?" Leo said, "Or did you just see her crying?"
"She said." Melinda started, "She said that it was nothing, and then told me to leave. I don't like it when people kick me out of places."
"Of course you don't sweetie." Said Phoebe, sitting down on the other couch.
"Actually, Phoebe, now that you mention it, she has been kind-of distant recently." Piper said, switching her gaze from her daughter to her sister.
"Yeah . . . and then there is the fact that they wont let her become a whitelighter." Leo added.
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Paige lay on her bed thinking. The Halliwell/Wyatt family doesn't need her. The only reason they want her there is because of the power of three. The charmed ones.
"Screw the Charmed ones." Paige said out loud. "I'm getting out of this house once and for all!" Paige grabbed her jacket and walked down the stairs, crying again, but not regretting her decision.
"Paige. What's wrong, honey? Please talk to us." Piper said, starting to stand up.
"Hold your breath!!" Paige screamed through tears. "I can see that you don't need me, and I can deal with it without you!!" Paige cried and ran out the back door.
Piper looked from her sister, to her husband, to her two daughters (Mary had come down searching for Melinda and joined the conversation. And Piper had brought Megan upstairs to sleep in the crib.) and raced out the door after Paige. She got out the door and ran to the driveway. Paige's car wasn't there, but it was on its way down the street.
"What did I do wrong?" Piper asked herself as she sat down on the banister of the porch.
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A/N: Sorry that I haven't written in so long. Please review and I'll write more later!!
"Cry on the Shoulder of the Road" by Martina McBride
I'm rolling out of Bakersfield
My own private hell on wheels
But this time I'm gone for good
And I've never gone this far before
Beyond the slamming of the back screen door
But you never loved me like you should
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"What!?" Leo yelled. "Why not!?"
"Because." Forseti said simply.
"Because why?! I am becoming impatient, Forseti!" Leo hissed.
"It is classified information." Forseti said calmly.
"CLASSIFIED!? HOW CAN IT BE CLASSIFIED?? SHOULD I GET PAIGE UP HERE SO YOU CAN TELL HER TO HER FACE THAT YOU DON'T LIKE HER, AND THAT'S WHY YOU WONT LET HER BE WHITELIGHTER!?" Leo yelled at the top of his lungs. He stomped his foot on the misty floor and created a cloud around his foot that spread away within seconds.
"That will not be necessary, Wyatt."
"I'm not leaving until you tell me why you won't let Paige be Mary, Melinda, and Megan's whitelighter."
"Then I will send you out. The final answer is no." Forseti said, giving a wave of his hand over Leo's face. In seconds, Leo's body dissolved into a thousand little blue/white sparkles.
Leo appeared back in the manor, rage boiling inside of him. Leo lifted his head up and looked into Paige's eyes.
"So, what did they say?" Paige asked, hopefully.
"They said no.," said Leo.
"Why?"
"Classified."
"LEO! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT KEEPING THIS FROM ME! I DESERVE TO KNOW!" Paige screamed, getting the impression that Leo knew, and just wasn't going to tell her.
"I would tell you if I knew, Paige. The problem is that Forseti won't tell me." Leo explained.
"Then why is it classified?"
"I don't know. I demanded to know, but Forseti sent me away by force."
"Oh." Paige said, leaving the room.
"Wait, Paige! Don't take it out on yourself. It's not you!" Leo called after her, knowing by brotherly instinct that she was hurt, but she didn't even turn around. Behind Leo, Piper began to stir. Her eyes fluttered and opened. Surprisingly, Megan was still sound asleep. Piper looked up at her husband, who was looking to the staircase.
"What are you looking at?" Piper asked quietly, sitting up.
"I was looking at Paige. Now I'm thinking." Leo said, turning around. He walked over to Piper and sat down. He looked down at his newborn daughter and smiled.
"Why were you looking at Paige? What happened?" Piper asked, suddenly alarmed.
"She um. . . She's just upset about something." Leo said.
"You're not good at hiding things, Leo. What happened? What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything. You can't shoot the messenger."
"The messenger for what, exactly?
"To tell Paige that she cant be our children's whitelighter."
"Aren't you their whitelighter?"
Leo sighed. "Not for long."
"What do you mean 'not for long'!?" Piper stared hard into his eyes.
"The elders won't let me have another charge. Didn't I already tell you this?"
"Not that I remember. Why can't you have another charge?"
"They won't let me." Leo said. Piper realized that it was still a fresh wound and that it would be better if she didn't open it any further by asking questions. She rested her head upon Leo's shoulder and said, "Okay".
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Paige ran into Phoebe on the way up the stairs.
"What's up, Paige?" Phoebe asked, grabbing her sister's arms to stop her. "What's wrong."
"Man, Phoebe. You don't miss a thing." Paige said, looking at the ground.
"So, what is it?" Phoebe asked again.
"It's nothing." Paige started.
"It's something, Paige. Tell me." Phoebe pleaded. There definitely was something wrong with Paige, and Phoebe wanted to do anything possible to help. After all, they were sisters.
"It's just . . . I never felt that I was completely part of this family." Paige stopped, taking a shuddering breath, on the verge of tears. "But never more than right now."
"What do you mean Paige, why?" Phoebe asked softly, trying to be sympathetic, but she didn't understand that after all she and Piper had given her, how she could still feel left out.
"I just want to be alone, okay Phoebe!?" Paige yelled as a flood of tears began to run down her cheeks. She knew that she should be happy. That Piper and Phoebe had been the best ever since she moved in, but talking about it just made it worse, she just wanted to be alone and think about how she could change things.
"Fine. Okay, but tell me if you want to talk more about it, okay Paige?" Phoebe said, giving Paige a hug. Paige nodded her head and pulled away. She raced up the rest of the stairs and past Mindy's room.
Mindy saw her Aunt Paige running down the hallway and past her door. "I wonder what daddy said to her." Mindy said, but instantly decided to find out. She got up off of the floor where she was playing with her dolls and she chased after Paige. She walked into Paige's bedroom, to find her aunt lying on the bed crying her eyes out. Melinda walked over and sat down next to Paige.
"What's wrong, Auntie Paige?" Melinda said, looking up at her with her huge brown eyes. Paige looked up suddenly, just now aware of Melinda's presence.
"It's nothing, sweetie." Replied Paige.
"But I've never seen you cry before." Melinda said, her eyes were as big as saucers as she tried to get the truth out of Paige.
"It's nothing, Mindy, really." Paige said, thinking about how smart Melinda was for being a 3-year-old.
"Then why are you crying?" Melinda asked again. Melinda was trying to think of every possible reason that Paige would be crying, but couldn't really think of anything that could make her cry. "Oh. Is it one of those grown-up things? Should I go get my mommy?"
"No. I'll be okay, sweetie. Why don't you go play with Mary?" Paige said, somehow knowing that Melinda cared helped her stop crying, but she didn't know why. Melinda would be fine without her.
Melinda nodded, although it was clear that she wanted to stay. Melinda was great at making people feel better by just being with them. It was probably the whitelighter blood in her. She jumped off of the bed and scurried down the hallway.
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Phoebe walked down the stairs slowly, forcing herself not to take this out on herself. It wasn't her fault that Paige was upset . . . or was it? When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she walked into the living room where Piper and Leo were sitting on the couch silently.
"I'm sorry to interrupt this, clearly intimate moment, but we have a problem on our hands. No, no. It's not demon related. It's much worse." Phoebe said, walking up and standing right in front of her sister and brother-in-law. Piper and Leo looked up at her, giving her the message to keep talking.
"It's Paige." Phoebe said, looking at them as if asking if they knew anything. Piper sat up straighter and looked Leo in the eye, and glared at him. Leo just nodded. "Do you know anything? All I know is that she is really upset. Something must have happened, because she said that she has been feeling left out of the family off and on, but ' never more than right now' as she said. Then she burst out in tears and yelled at me to leave her alone."
Phoebe had just finished talking when Melinda came bounding down the stairs.
"MOMMY! MOMMY!!" Melinda screamed, as she ran up to the threesome, panting.
"What's wrong, Mindy?" Piper asked, pulling Melinda onto her lap.
"Auntie Paige is. . ." Melinda said, between breaths. "Crying a lot."
"We know, honey. Did you find out anything?" Leo said, "Or did you just see her crying?"
"She said." Melinda started, "She said that it was nothing, and then told me to leave. I don't like it when people kick me out of places."
"Of course you don't sweetie." Said Phoebe, sitting down on the other couch.
"Actually, Phoebe, now that you mention it, she has been kind-of distant recently." Piper said, switching her gaze from her daughter to her sister.
"Yeah . . . and then there is the fact that they wont let her become a whitelighter." Leo added.
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Paige lay on her bed thinking. The Halliwell/Wyatt family doesn't need her. The only reason they want her there is because of the power of three. The charmed ones.
"Screw the Charmed ones." Paige said out loud. "I'm getting out of this house once and for all!" Paige grabbed her jacket and walked down the stairs, crying again, but not regretting her decision.
"Paige. What's wrong, honey? Please talk to us." Piper said, starting to stand up.
"Hold your breath!!" Paige screamed through tears. "I can see that you don't need me, and I can deal with it without you!!" Paige cried and ran out the back door.
Piper looked from her sister, to her husband, to her two daughters (Mary had come down searching for Melinda and joined the conversation. And Piper had brought Megan upstairs to sleep in the crib.) and raced out the door after Paige. She got out the door and ran to the driveway. Paige's car wasn't there, but it was on its way down the street.
"What did I do wrong?" Piper asked herself as she sat down on the banister of the porch.
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A/N: Sorry that I haven't written in so long. Please review and I'll write more later!!
"Cry on the Shoulder of the Road" by Martina McBride