A/N: Thank you guys for the great reviews! But I'm a greedy little girl, I want MORE, so don't hesitate to review more than once! Mwahaha. Now on with the story! o.o

Paige tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn't fall asleep. Her gut was telling her there was something important that she needed to know about Chris. The way Leo and Chris were acting around each other, and the way Phoebe acted just before. She wondered if Chris told them something about the future. What if it was about her and it was something big? That would explain why they were hiding it. It could be something that has to do with her possibly getting married, or having kids. Or it could be something really bad. Like her death maybe. Or the death of someone she loved. Paige suddenly got an idea but brushed it away immediately. She tried ignoring the idea desperately but it was very tempting. 'To have the knowledge of your future between your own hands. To have the complete control to change what you want. To know when and what it is that you can avoid, to be able to transform wrong decisions and make the good ones without going through the hardship of thinking.' Oh yes, the idea was VERY enticing. But Paige knew from past experience that nothing good could come out of a truth spell or anything that could be used for personal gain. She shut her eyes tightly again and started counting sheep in order to keep a forming plan out of her head.

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Piper and Michael had reached his doorstep. Piper leaned in for a kiss but pulled away shortly. Michael persisted, claiming her lips passionately and trying to get more. Piper pulled away before long and said:

"Well, I really enjoyed that! Thank you for everything Michael. Call me?"

Before he could answer, she was bounding down the steps without looking back, rushing towards her car.

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Chris woke up in the middle of the night. He tried to look around for the source of what caused him to get up. Finding nothing, he shrugged and orbed into the kitchen to grab a glass of water just in time to see a flustered Piper hurrying into the kitchen and putting her keys in the drawer.

"Chris, hi!" said Piper, surprised to find a sleepy Chris looking at her.

"Hi. Long night at the club?" asked Chris.

"The club? Oh, yes, yes, long night at the club." said a confused looking Piper. "What are you doing here in your pajamas in the middle of the night anyway?"

"Oh, I, um, Leo, and Phoebe, they, erm –they set up the couch for me. They said I could sleep her because... because of the... the bed in the club! Yeah, you see, the bed in the club is, uh, broken." said Chris.

"Uh-uh." answered a mystified Piper.

"Yup..."

Piper walked to the fridge, still looking at Chris perplexedly and making a mental note to ask Leo and Phoebe about this later. Not that she didn't like Chris, but surely he'd be more comfortable at his own place, like every 22 year old bachelor.

"Milk?" she offered, taking out a bottle from the refrigerator.

Chris smiled fondly at the many memories of his mom offering him milk whenever he woke up as a kid in the middle of the night.

"Chris?" asked Piper warily when he didn't answer and continued to look right past her, smiling.

"Oh, what? Milk, right. Sure, why not." responded Chris.

Piper poured some milk, looking over at Chris every once in awhile. He really didn't seem to be himself tonight, she thought. He kept on looking at her oddly, as if he knew something she didn't. Then again, he was from the future, she reminded herself. He did know lots of things she didn't.

Piper handed him the glass of milk and sat down, offering him to do the same. He accepted and sat down across from her, examining the table. They gulped their drinks quietly, not saying anything but feeling comfortable.

Piper finally got up the courage to ask something that had been nagging her for awhile.

"Chris? Do you mind if I ask you something?"

"Sure." he answered slowly.

"Why did YOU come back, of all people? Why didn't, say, I, Phoebe, Paige, or Leo come back to save Wyatt? How did you know him? Were you friends? Were you close?"

Chris avoided Piper's eyes. He'd been expecting this; he was actually surprised the question hadn't come up before.

"Yes, you could say we used to be close." he said softly.

Piper nodded but didn't press for more information, seeing how the subject affected Chris, who was getting gradually stiffer.

Chris' saw memories in his mind. Memories of back when he and Wyatt had been close. Back when Chris was on Wyatt's side. Back when Chris believed Wyatt about power, about there being no good or evil. He remembered how Wyatt had accused him of betraying him when he'd gone back with Bianca. He couldn't believe Wyatt hadn't figured it out by then –that Chris hadn't been on Wyatt's side in a long time.

Piper went over to the sink and washed the glass. She then distractedly started washing the other dishes. Chris had meanwhile gotten up without noticing and started helping his mother absentmindedly.

They stood side by side, staring at the wall ahead and not saying anything for several minutes, until all the utensils were washed and put away, and they both headed back to their respective beds, or in Chris' case, couch, after saying their goodnights.

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Paige woke up suddenly, covered in sweat. She looked around in panic. Not seeing anything dangerous, she slumped back on her bed and let her breathing get gradually back to normal. She'd just dreamed that she was fighting an upper-level demon on her own. The demon hurled a fireball at her and she woke up with it an inch away from her heart.

Paige's thoughts wandered back to the truth spell. 'It'll only last 24 hours. I'll make sure not to ask him anything that could reveal too much about the future. I'll only ask for a little hint of what my future's holding for me.' she told herself persuasively. Convinced, she got up leisurely, put on a robe and orbed to the attic.

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A/N: Mwahaha. So I guess that gave ya'll an idea of what my plot is for how Paige finds out. I know that whole part with Piper and Chris was uneventful and boring, but I do believe that it was necessary to the story because otherwise the little parts that make their life whole are never told and they're always portrayed while drama happens. Anyway, that's my little and probably illogical theory but enough of that, now I have to go study for my EXAMS. I'm so totally going to fail math, history and science. Please review, because I love you!