The next day, Phoebe and Paige were having breakfast.

"Paige," asked Phoebe, "would it upset you if I went out with Aiden? I mean, Dr. Scott?"

Paige looked surprised. She didn't quite know what to say.

"I'm sorry, nevermind," Phoebe said, reaching over to hug Paige. "I never should have brought it up, or even considered it. I'll call him back and tell him no."

"Wait, Dr. Scott asked you out? When?"

"He called last night after you were in bed."

Paige noticed that Phoebe looked disappointed, but Phoebe was doing a good job of trying to cover it up. "Well, it would be kinda weird." She paused for a minute. "But, as long as you don't intertwine my relationship with Dr. Scott, and your relationship with Aiden, I think it would be okay."

Phoebe looked like she was over the moon. "Do you really mean it, Paige? Because you mean more to me than any date ever could, even a date I could actually be myself with. But if it's going to upset you even a little bit, I won't do it. Are you sure?"

"Yeah, why not?" said Paige. "We've seperated our wiccan lives from our dating lives before, so I'm sure you guys can handle not talking about me, and when I'm with Dr. Scott, I'll only talk about you when it concerns witchy business."

"Great!" Phoebe exclaimed. "I'm going to go call him, right now!" She leapt from her chair and ran to the phone in the living room.

Paige sighed. Why did Phoebe always have to make everything about herself?

Paige worked through her mid-day session with Dr. Scott. They talked a little bit about Glen, but not about the baby yet. Paige admitted she missed Glen terribly, but she could only see hurt, pain and disappointment when she looked at him. She knew it wasn't fair, but she couldn't help it. Dr. Scott told her she should try and talk to Glen, maybe on the phone at first. Even if they decided not to stay together, they both suffered a loss together, and needed to work through it together.

When the session was done, Paige stood up. "So," she hesitated for a second. "You're going to start dating my sister?" She sounded a bit like a child, not fully understanding something.

"Only if it's okay with you, Paige."

"Yeah, yeah, it's okay. Just kind of weird. Ya know?"

"Yes, I know. I promise I won't let my relationship with Phoebe interfere with mine and yours. And vice versa. I haven't been with another witch since-" he paused for a moment, "Well, it's been a while. It's so nice to not have to hide your biggest secret from someone."

"That's how it was with me and Glen." Paige sat down again, apparently not ready to end the session.

"Glen knew everything about me and my sisters, and he even knew the truth about Prue. Well, you, you know we're the Charmed Ones. But tell me, how much magic do you and Alden actually have?"

"We come from a very long line of good witches. Seems in your family, the magic is passed through the women. In ours, it's the men. Well, some of the women, too, but for the most part, men. Not to brag, or anything, but we're quite powerful. Family magic is always very strong."

"Do you, like, fight demons and warlocks? I'm sorry, it's just that I haven't met that many other witches, either, and the ones I have met, were...well, not exactly magical witches."

"I know what you mean," smiled Dr. Scott. "But yes, we fight demons, warlocks, tracers, all kinds of evil. We know about the source of all evil, and the upper levels, and the factions. We may not be Charmed," he smiled, "but we fight the same evil as you."

They sat in silence for a few minutes. "I-" Paige started. "Thanks for everything you're doing for me, Dr. Scott. I really am glad Prue told Alden about me, so you could help. And I really am okay with you dating Phobe. But when you come over to pick her up and stuff, can I call you Aiden then?"

Dr. Scott laughed. "Of course. You can call me Aiden anytime."

As Paige was walking down the hallway of Dr. Scott's office, she bumped into Phoebe. "Time for your lunch date already?"

"Yeah, I'm so nervous! Why am I so nervous?" Phoebe asked.

"I don't know," Paige smirked playfully, "you always said that lunch was a cheap imitation of dinner and wasn't worth it."

Phoebe gently smacked Paige's arm. "It's different now. I don't know how, but it is." Something over Paige's shoulder caught her eye. It was the ever so handsome Dr. Aiden Scott. He had the same blue-green eyes as Alden, but he was a couple inches taller. His hair was sandy blonde, and much shorter than Alden's. His strong jaw line and dimpled chin made Phoebe blush at the thoughts running through her mind. Aiden had taken off his suit jacket and tie, and had undone the top two buttons of his blue oxford shirt. He looks sooo sexy, Phoebe thought. Older men always attracted Phoebe, but she thought how odd it was that even with Prue being quite a bit older than herself, and dating Aiden's younger brother, that Alden was a year older than Prue was, so Phoebe was actually dating someone ten years older than herself. And she was pushing thirty, herself!

Paige stepped aside as Aiden held out his elbow for Phoebe to take. "Shall we go?" he asked.

"MmmHmmm," Phoebe mumbled, still taken aback by those gorgeous eyes.

As they walked away, Paige genuinely smiled. She really was happy that Phoebe was happy, even if it WAS with her doctor.

Later that evening, Prue and Alden had plans of their own. Prue had told her sisters not to bother waiting up for her, because she wasn't coming home. She and Alden would be spending their first night together at his place. She was quite thankful he lived alone. She jogged up the stairs to his front door, carrying a paper bag of groceries. She heard a loud crash inside, so she didn't bother knocking. She burst in, tossing the groceries aside. She saw Alden go flying across the room. A tall, grayish looking demon was there, and he was going after Alden. Alden stood up, limping slightly. He held up his hands to use his power against the demon, but the demon had conjured a fireball and flung it toward him.

"Nooo!" Prue yelled, and whipped her hand up, flinging the fireball back at the demon, vanquishing him. At the same time, Alden's own hands emitted a spray of lightning, but since the demon was now gone, only succeeded in breaking a lamp.

Prue ran over to Alden. "Are you alright? You're bleeding!" She touched a hand to a gash on his forehead. "I'll call Leo, he can heal you!"

"Prue!" Alden yelled, "I have my own whitelighter, thank you very much, and I can vanquish a demon on my own!"

She tried to touch him, but he jerked away.

"I'm sorry!" she said. "It was just reflexes! I know you're capable of vanquishing your own demons. It's just hard not to reflect a fireball when I see one flying across the room. It's second nature to me now. Here, let me.." She grabbed a tissue and patted his cut. She could tell she hurt his pride, and wanted to make it up to him.

Alden was still mad, but was calming down. "I don't need any help." He snatched the tissue from her.

Prue stood up and stepped back. She was starting to get mad now. "Alden, you see what I see everyday! Sure, you're perfectly able to take care of yourself, but whenever you see a demon, what's your first reaction? To vanquish him. I know, because that's my first reaction, too. I didn't do it to protect you, or to stand up for you. I did it because it's in my blood. The only thought in my head was, 'demon, vanquish', nothing more." She turned around and took a few steps to the forgotten groceries on the floor. She put them all back in the bag, and set it on a table.

"Dammit, I'm sorry Prue." Alden shook his head. "Of course you were acting on instinct. I didn't mean to snap. But you bruised my ego," He let a small smile form on his lips. One of his dimples appeared. He pulled Prue closer, and held her tight. "Forgive me?" he asked, seconds before leaning down and sharing a passionate kiss with Prue. As Prue pulled away, she said, "But what about dinner?"

"I'm not hungry anymore," Alden said, kissing her again. "And I think food is the last thing on your mind, too." As he kissed her, he led her to the stairs. He swooped down and picked her up and headed for his bedroom.

"Mmm," Prue smiled, "So this is what it feels like to be rescued by a big handsome fireman. Nice to be the rescuee for a change."

Back at the manor, Paige was alone. Prue and Phoebe were on dates, and Leo and Piper had received another call from Darryl, so they took the boys over to the Morris house to talk about their relationship with Darryl over the past 5 years or so. Darryl wanted to be friends, but not their cover-up anymore. He really did love the girls and Leo like family, and wanted to see the boys grow up. He just didn't want to know about demons anymore.

Paige looked around the empty house. It was so quiet, so lonely. She sat down on the couch, and picked up the remote. But then she decided there was nothing on tv she wanted to see. She just sat there, remote in hand, staring into space. When she came to again, she realized she must have been sitting there for at least an hour, it was pitch black outside. She heard a noise in the kitchen, and stiffend up, to listen for it again. Suddenly, a light flickered on. Glen was standing in the doorway, hand on the lightswitch. They stared at each other in silence for a moment, but when Glen made to take a step toward her, Paige jumped.

"Paige, I'm sorry, I should go." He turned around.

"No, wait!"

He turned back around. He didn't say anything, he waited for her to speak.

"Glen, I don't know what to say. I'm not sure how to react to seeing you again." She saw his face fall.

"I'm just gonna go," Glen said.

"Please Glen, don't go." Paige sat back down and laid her hand on the cushion next to her. Slowly, Glen made his way to sit beside her. There was an awkward tension between them, like teenagers not sure what to do next. Then Glen wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and she fell into him. Neither of them said anything for a while. They just sat in silence, holding each other. Paige let a single tear trickle down her cheek, and whispered so quietly, Glen wasn't sure he really heard it. "Don't leave me tonight. Don't leave me again ever."