Disclaimer: Gosh, I would love to own Charmed, but unfortunately, it's the
property of Aaron Spelling and all those other dudes.
At P3
Phoebe and Paige were sitting at the bar. "Since when were you so happy about club duty?" asked Phoebe. "Since I don't have a job and because of my extreme lack of a boyfriend," Paige answered. "Piper doesn't even pay you, or does she?" "No, she doesn't. I'm just glad to help her with the club while she takes care of Wyatt." Phoebe stood up, "I have to work tomorrow, so, I'll see you in the morning."
Paige sat alone in the bar when she spotted a new guy enter the club. "Maybe I'll get lucky tonight," she said as she made her way to him.
"Hi," she greeted. "Oh, hi," he answered back. "I haven't seen you around here," she tried to start a conversation. "I just moved here, but I've been in this club before. It hasn't changed much," he said. "Are you new here in San Francisco?" she asked. "Not really, I just spent the last 5, maybe six years working in another country." Paige couldn't figure this guy out. He seemed to be looking for someone or something. "I see that you have absolutely no interest in talking to me, so I'll just go," she said. "Oh, I'm sorry, that was a bit rude, wasn't it. Let me buy you a drink," he offered. "No, I'll get it," she insisted. She walked over to the bar and came back with a couple of drinks, "Here you go." "Thanks." A waiter walked over Paige and told her that they ran out of straws. "There are some in the office," she told the waiter. "You own the club?" He asked. "No, I'm just filling in for the owner," she answered. "Still Piper Halliwell, right?" he asked hopefully. "Actually, yes. Do you know her?" she asked. "We used to know each other," he said.
'The guy knows Piper, it's just getting better.' Paige thought to herself. "His cell phone rang, "That's the hotel, I wish I could stay longer, but, maybe lunch tomorrow?" "Are you asking me out?" she delighted. "I guess, I really have to get going. Can we meet at Cafe Le Blue at 12?" he asked. "Fine by me," she accepted. He smiled as he left.
The next day
Piper and Phoebe were having breakfast and Paige comes in, grinning from ear to ear. "What's his name?" Piper asked. "What do you mean?" Paige said. "Paige, you're grin is even bigger than the clown's at the circus," Phoebe said. "Okay, I met this guy at the club last night and he asked me out to lunch today," she announced. "You still didn't answer my question. What's his name?" repeated Piper. "I didn't catch it," she answered. "How can you go out to lunch with a guy, who you don't even know?" Phoebe asked. "Well, I didn't care after he said that he was Piper's friend. Any friend of Piper's is a friend of mine," she declared. "I wouldn't say that if I were you," mumbled Phoebe. "And why is that?" questioned Paige. "Did you see Piper back in high school?" Phoebe chuckled. Piper playfully hit her arm, "Not funny!" "Phoebe, I don't care what you say, and, aren't you already late for work?" Paige said. "Oh no! Bye, I gotta go!" Phoebe waved to her sisters as she left, "give Wyatt a kiss for me when he wakes up!" "A friend of mine?" asked Piper. "Yeah, a nice, cute friend of yours. I have to get ready. Thanks for breakfast!" Paige said and went upstairs.
At the restaurant
Paige spotted him in a table near the fountain. She walked slowly, noticing his overly greasy hair. 'Eew,' she thought to herself, 'I'm going to have to fix that.' "Hey," he stood up. "It's nice to see you," she greeted. He gestured to the chair and they both sat down. "So, what brings you back to San Francisco? If you don't mind me asking," she questioned. "Well, this may seem a little odd, but I came to apologize to someone," he answered. "You went here just to do that?" she smiled, "that's sweet." "Although, I don't know how she's going to react," he said unsure. "I wouldn't worry about it, I'm sure she'll forgive you, whoever 'she' is." The waiter came and took their orders.
"She was my ex-girlfriend," he continued their conversation. "Then why do you need to apologize, after you break-up, shouldn't that be enough?" she asked. "This situation was different," he said uncomfortably. "I'm sorry. If you want to talk about something else, it's fine with me," she nodded her head for approval. He smiled, "Actually, I do want to talk about this with you." "With me? Why?" "Maybe you can help me think of what to tell her." "Okay, but can I ask you a question?" "Sure," he said. "Are you trying to get her back?" He laughed, "No, that's, I can't." "Why not?" "The reason we broke up was because there was someone else," he said sadly, "she was in love with him, and I just stood in their way. She didn't want to hurt me, so we continued seeing each other, until she couldn't control how she felt then she broke up with me. Believe me, I was devastated, I never loved anyone like her, she has this great personality, she was smart and witty, like you." Paige smiled, "Sound's like you still love her." "I do, as a friend. The other guy, I saw how she looked at him, and how he looked at her. I mean, if I didn't love her, I'd tell her to marry him, I could feel the love between them, and I was, well, I was jealous."
Their food came. "What did you do?" she wanted him to continue. "I told her not to trust him, which only made things worse because she trusted him more, even more than me. I left for New York on a business trip, then when I came back, she broke-up with me. I moved, and now, I'm back. All I want to do is to say sorry, because I want my mind to be at peace," he finished. "I don't understand your reason for apology, you didn't do anything wrong." "I did, it was the jealousy. I had a fight with him because I found out that he wasn't whom he said he was. I left the choice to her, and she chose him. I started doubting her, questioning him, I wasn't being fair to either of them. I want to correct that now and just say sorry." "I don't know what to say, love is weird," she said. "It is, isn't it?"
Up There
Prue and Grams were talking in the clouds. "That Leo, I really thought he was a keeper," said Grams, "what a waste." "But you have to admit, Grams, it was good while it lasted." "But I wish Piper doesn't have to suffer too much." "Me too, Grams. But there's nothing we can do about it, I mean, it's not related to magic or anything." "Maybe." "Grams, what are you thinking?" Prue warned. "Nothing to worry about, my dear, nothing to worry about."
A/N: So what exactly does Grams have in mind? And who's Paige dating? Duh, that's an easy question. I'm sorry it was short but school got in the way. Part 2 of this chappy will be up soon! ;D
At P3
Phoebe and Paige were sitting at the bar. "Since when were you so happy about club duty?" asked Phoebe. "Since I don't have a job and because of my extreme lack of a boyfriend," Paige answered. "Piper doesn't even pay you, or does she?" "No, she doesn't. I'm just glad to help her with the club while she takes care of Wyatt." Phoebe stood up, "I have to work tomorrow, so, I'll see you in the morning."
Paige sat alone in the bar when she spotted a new guy enter the club. "Maybe I'll get lucky tonight," she said as she made her way to him.
"Hi," she greeted. "Oh, hi," he answered back. "I haven't seen you around here," she tried to start a conversation. "I just moved here, but I've been in this club before. It hasn't changed much," he said. "Are you new here in San Francisco?" she asked. "Not really, I just spent the last 5, maybe six years working in another country." Paige couldn't figure this guy out. He seemed to be looking for someone or something. "I see that you have absolutely no interest in talking to me, so I'll just go," she said. "Oh, I'm sorry, that was a bit rude, wasn't it. Let me buy you a drink," he offered. "No, I'll get it," she insisted. She walked over to the bar and came back with a couple of drinks, "Here you go." "Thanks." A waiter walked over Paige and told her that they ran out of straws. "There are some in the office," she told the waiter. "You own the club?" He asked. "No, I'm just filling in for the owner," she answered. "Still Piper Halliwell, right?" he asked hopefully. "Actually, yes. Do you know her?" she asked. "We used to know each other," he said.
'The guy knows Piper, it's just getting better.' Paige thought to herself. "His cell phone rang, "That's the hotel, I wish I could stay longer, but, maybe lunch tomorrow?" "Are you asking me out?" she delighted. "I guess, I really have to get going. Can we meet at Cafe Le Blue at 12?" he asked. "Fine by me," she accepted. He smiled as he left.
The next day
Piper and Phoebe were having breakfast and Paige comes in, grinning from ear to ear. "What's his name?" Piper asked. "What do you mean?" Paige said. "Paige, you're grin is even bigger than the clown's at the circus," Phoebe said. "Okay, I met this guy at the club last night and he asked me out to lunch today," she announced. "You still didn't answer my question. What's his name?" repeated Piper. "I didn't catch it," she answered. "How can you go out to lunch with a guy, who you don't even know?" Phoebe asked. "Well, I didn't care after he said that he was Piper's friend. Any friend of Piper's is a friend of mine," she declared. "I wouldn't say that if I were you," mumbled Phoebe. "And why is that?" questioned Paige. "Did you see Piper back in high school?" Phoebe chuckled. Piper playfully hit her arm, "Not funny!" "Phoebe, I don't care what you say, and, aren't you already late for work?" Paige said. "Oh no! Bye, I gotta go!" Phoebe waved to her sisters as she left, "give Wyatt a kiss for me when he wakes up!" "A friend of mine?" asked Piper. "Yeah, a nice, cute friend of yours. I have to get ready. Thanks for breakfast!" Paige said and went upstairs.
At the restaurant
Paige spotted him in a table near the fountain. She walked slowly, noticing his overly greasy hair. 'Eew,' she thought to herself, 'I'm going to have to fix that.' "Hey," he stood up. "It's nice to see you," she greeted. He gestured to the chair and they both sat down. "So, what brings you back to San Francisco? If you don't mind me asking," she questioned. "Well, this may seem a little odd, but I came to apologize to someone," he answered. "You went here just to do that?" she smiled, "that's sweet." "Although, I don't know how she's going to react," he said unsure. "I wouldn't worry about it, I'm sure she'll forgive you, whoever 'she' is." The waiter came and took their orders.
"She was my ex-girlfriend," he continued their conversation. "Then why do you need to apologize, after you break-up, shouldn't that be enough?" she asked. "This situation was different," he said uncomfortably. "I'm sorry. If you want to talk about something else, it's fine with me," she nodded her head for approval. He smiled, "Actually, I do want to talk about this with you." "With me? Why?" "Maybe you can help me think of what to tell her." "Okay, but can I ask you a question?" "Sure," he said. "Are you trying to get her back?" He laughed, "No, that's, I can't." "Why not?" "The reason we broke up was because there was someone else," he said sadly, "she was in love with him, and I just stood in their way. She didn't want to hurt me, so we continued seeing each other, until she couldn't control how she felt then she broke up with me. Believe me, I was devastated, I never loved anyone like her, she has this great personality, she was smart and witty, like you." Paige smiled, "Sound's like you still love her." "I do, as a friend. The other guy, I saw how she looked at him, and how he looked at her. I mean, if I didn't love her, I'd tell her to marry him, I could feel the love between them, and I was, well, I was jealous."
Their food came. "What did you do?" she wanted him to continue. "I told her not to trust him, which only made things worse because she trusted him more, even more than me. I left for New York on a business trip, then when I came back, she broke-up with me. I moved, and now, I'm back. All I want to do is to say sorry, because I want my mind to be at peace," he finished. "I don't understand your reason for apology, you didn't do anything wrong." "I did, it was the jealousy. I had a fight with him because I found out that he wasn't whom he said he was. I left the choice to her, and she chose him. I started doubting her, questioning him, I wasn't being fair to either of them. I want to correct that now and just say sorry." "I don't know what to say, love is weird," she said. "It is, isn't it?"
Up There
Prue and Grams were talking in the clouds. "That Leo, I really thought he was a keeper," said Grams, "what a waste." "But you have to admit, Grams, it was good while it lasted." "But I wish Piper doesn't have to suffer too much." "Me too, Grams. But there's nothing we can do about it, I mean, it's not related to magic or anything." "Maybe." "Grams, what are you thinking?" Prue warned. "Nothing to worry about, my dear, nothing to worry about."
A/N: So what exactly does Grams have in mind? And who's Paige dating? Duh, that's an easy question. I'm sorry it was short but school got in the way. Part 2 of this chappy will be up soon! ;D