Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of the characters in it. Charmed belongs to the WB and Erin Spelling.
A/N: This is an A/U fic based just after Prue's death.
Summary: Paige is in a mental institute; she has been there since she was 16 and her parents died. Prue has just died and the remaining sisters get news of this other sister and have to track her down to vanquish Shax, but will Paige want to be a Charmed One and deal with her past?
Damage – 1 – Life Circumstances
One night, not long after the sun had faded and night had claimed the skies. Not to long after supper the woman's ward sat silently, with the exception of seclusion which except from the rare occasion it was empty had screams bellowing from the small, scarcely decorated room. There she sat, alone, her knees pulled tight in against her chest causing it to become cramped and tight. She sat staring out of the window which was enclosed behind a large section of chicken wire – for security – she looked out at the vast skies; at the stars twinkling above her, and at moon glaring down upon her. Suddenly the light in her room was flicked on and in walked a young nurse, she was carrying a clipboard, and she walked over to the young woman and placed her hand on her arm.
"Paige?" she asked faintly, "How are you doing today?"
"The king is angry, his queen tried to save him. But it was not a good idea… now the queens' family is endangered, one is soon to die. One is to be saved…" murmured the brunette who sat shaking backwards and forewords on the bed.
"Mumbled speech, no connecting sentences. Talks of queens and sisters once more," muttered the nurse writing some things on her clip board, "So how are you feeling today Paige? Happy, sad, excited?" suggested the nurse,
"Dead…" said the woman bluntly,
"You're feeling dead?" questioned the nurse. For the first time the woman lifted her head and looked up at the blonde haired nurse,
"Not yet but soon to be, he can only save one. One to live, one to die… die… die… death for the queen who ruled so powerfully. She will be gone soon, her body laid to rest. Locked in a small wooden box, lying there locked away – no, not now… busy watching, waiting – she's dying… right now," she paused for a brief second and looked away from the nurse then darted her gaze back "He can only save the one he truly loves and he doesn't love her like that – she is merely his business," then she was quiet.
The door opened again and in walked a doctor, he took the clip board from the nurse and led her over to the far corner of the room,
"Is there any change in her condition?" he asked, quietly but the woman could still here him.
"No, she is muttering and saying a lot about death."
"The death of the queen?" he asked,
"Yes. And something about someone who can only save one." She paused and looked over her notes, "she said 'One to live, one to die… die… die… death for the queen'" said the nurse.
"Thank you," said the doctor and ushered her out, then he walked over to Paige's bedside "Hello, Paige how are you feeling today,"
"The queen, P…P…P… all of them have a P… the queen will die tonight no today, today she will die. But the others shall live, the pictures in my head tell me this." Replied Paige,
"P, P, P… who are these queens as you call them?" asked the doctor,
"P…Pr…. Prue – queen shall die… P…P…Piper. She shall be brought back…" she paused a second,
"And the third P?" he asked,
"P…Ph…Phoebe… there is no data on this one. She cannot be found," Paige jutted up straight and grabbed the doctors lab coat, "She is not in this place – she is gone… no data… no data can be found…" Paige leapt up from the bed and huddled in a corner holding her knees tight to her chest once more,
"No data… cannot be found… no data… p, p, p … all P, nevermore, nevermore… no data." She mumbled then looked straight at the doctor, "The morning does come and with it the innocent shall rise. A doctor, he shall not be saved, they will try but it cannot be done – as the morning hits the noon and joins with the night she will die…"