A/N: One update for ya.

'Are you okay?' Paige asked a pale Andy who was still lying on the ground staring up into the never-ending leaves.

'I guess, bruised ego more than anything,' he smiled one of those trademark smiles. He slowly sat up, looking over the Mackenbear still caged and growling. 'Ugly thing isn't he?'

It growled a little louder.

'It's probably best not to say that,' Leo said hurriedly.

'He has got a point,' Phoebe said.

'Grr...'

'Maybe we should orb it to the cave. Leo?' Piper took control of the situation.

'If you think so,' he replied raising his arms. 'Follow me.'

'Could Chris have picked a grimier spot?' Phoebe complained as she wiped something off her shoe. 'I think that was bird poo.'

'Impossible,' Leo said. 'The only creatures that've been in here for the last three hundred years are mountain trolls.'

Phoebe glanced down at her feet and grimaced. 'Thanks for that, Leo.'

'Can we get on with this please?' Piper broke in.

'No mountain trolls around here now?' Phoebe asked nervously. 'Cos I heard they're big and cannibalistic.'

'No, you're safe.'

Paige surveyed the cavern, just big enough for the magical cage holding the demon, only one entrance which was good.

'So you three say the spell,' Andy instructed. 'Make sure you're well out of it though.'

'Wait!'

They all stared up at the demon, Paige feeling she was hearing something, after all, the big ugly demon couldn't be speaking English, right? She felt stupid saying it but no one else seemed willing. 'Did you say something?'

'This business means nothing. It has already started, infiltration.'

Leo stepped towards it. 'What do you mean?'

'You'll see.'

'Tell us what you mean,' Andy demanded.

It sniggered. 'You'll see.'

It seemed sort of an anti-climax, Paige thought as she watched Marie sleep. There could still be something out there threatening her, not that anyone seemed to care. As far as her sisters were concerned the demon was just lying in an effort to save his bubbly backside. Except why did Paige get that damn feeling?

With a sigh she made her way up the two flights of stairs to her bedroom, slightly shocked to find Andy patiently sitting on her bed, waiting. 'Andy..?'

'I needed to talk to you,' he said hesitantly.

'The bedroom? Not exactly the best place.'

'You think the demon was telling you the truth don't you?'

She glanced at him. 'I thought you didn't believe him.'

'I didn't but you do.'

'How could you..?'

'Paige, I'm getting good at reading you.'

His tone made her a little uncomfortable. 'Well, good friends can do that.'

'I don't just want to be a friend to you, Paige.'

'Andy, stop joking!'

He stood up, moving towards her. 'I'm not joking.'

As he advanced she orbed out ending up behind him. 'Maybe you're under a spell or something.'

'It isn't impossible that I could be in love with you.'

'Yeah, it is!'

'Paige...'

'No, listen to me,' she insisted. 'Help me find the truth about this demon then we'll talk.'

The look on his face displayed too much hope for her liking. 'I'll go see what I can find out.'

'I missed you,' Richard tightened his grip on her waist.

'Sorry about earlier,' she apologised. 'It's just it was something we needed to work out.'

'I shouldn't have been so unreasonable,' he said. 'So, you got it?'

'It's safely caged up.'

'And the inner prophet?'

'Yada-yada, what?'

'The prophet?' he repeated. 'Tormented inner soul of the Mackenbear demon, the worst part of it.'

'No, we didn't.'