Well, hello again, two updates in the same day is VERY good for me!! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed especially to charmed-greek, who had added me to her favourite author and story list!!! I do try and make my chapters long, it's just hard to think of a way to keep everyone interested to the very last word, which I try to do!!! But I will try to make them longer....

So, here we go again!

CHAPTER TWO

She was covered in blood; its red stains were washing over her. She felt dirty contaminated. She rolled onto her side and snapped her eyes open. She was met by the view of a white room and a bright white light.

Willing herself not to panic, she sat up and saw she was in a hospital room. Relaxing only slightly, she looked down at herself. She was wearing a green nightdress given to her. She still had dirt on her arms, and a quick run through her hair made her realise that she needed a comb, fast.

Glancing to her left, she noticed an open door that led into a bathroom, including a shower. Thinking that no one would mind if she freshened up a little, she slid out from under the white sheets, and walked into the clinically white room.

The warm water was exactly what she needed. It seemed to purify her skin against the horrors of the previous night. That poor girl, Paige thought to herself, as she lathered up her thick, brown hair. I should have been able to save her, she thought sadly.

After a further ten minutes of clearing away all the impurities from her body, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a white towel around herself and another one in a turban style around her head.

Walking back into her room, she went in search of some clothes. After five minutes of useless searching, she noticed a cupboard on the opposite side of the room. Deciding to look inside, she went over and opened the white door. Inside, neatly folded was hospital issue white trousers and tee shirt.

After checking she was dry, she slipped on her new clothes and went back down to sit on the bed.

After looking in the various drawers in her bedside table, she managed to find a free comb. Looking up at the pathetic excuse for a comb, she sighed and ran it through her now dry hair.

Thinking she would have another rest, she slid back into the clean white sheets and closed her eyes, thinking about the previous night.

She did not know how long she slept, but as she awoke, fully rested, she noticed the sky outside her window as a pinkish, orange, telling her that it was dusk. She could hear voices outside her door. She quickly sat up and made herself presentable.

Just as she grabbed a health magazine from her bedside table, the door flew open, and in came, dishevelled and tired, Phoebe and Piper. It was clear that they had about as much sleep last night as she had. Paige could also tell that they had been at the hospital all day. The thought made a smile creep onto her face, giving her already beautiful features a natural glow.

They seemed surprised that she was awake, but she couldn't really think about much more because she was enveloped in a bone breaking hug. "I'm so sorry Paige" Phoebe said in a muffled voice, due to the fact that she was crushed by her older sister. "When we saw the blood, we feared the worst." Piper added in a strange emotional voice that Paige rarely heard. Her older sister was usually cool headed in all situations, and liked to keep her emotions under control.

It took a while to figure out what they meant by the 'blood'. Finally, Paige realised that the blood from the woman must have leaked onto her as she passed out. She shivered at the thought.

Deciding to fix things between them, Paige said, "I'm sorry I took off like that, I was just so mad, and it was over little things that... well, I'm really sorry guys, can you forgive me?"

Finally breaking the embrace, and allowing Paige to breathe, her sisters both nodded and whispered words of comforting. Paige spent no time in asking the question that was heavy on her heart.

"The woman, did she survive?" Paige heart skipped a beat as she saw her sisters give each other a look that seemed to prove her worst fears.

"She's dead? Why couldn't I save her? I...I..." Paige couldn't believe she allowed an innocent woman to die. It's all my thought, she said to herself, as tears, once again rolled down her porcelain cheeks.

Piper and Phoebe both gave words of comfort; they both knew how hard it was to lose an innocent.

After about ten minutes of this, Victor came in with her nephews. He placed Wyatt at the end of her bed, and he placed Chris in her arms. She watched as Wyatt crawled over to her, putting a hand on her cheek, as if to comfort her. "Aww, you guys are so sweet." She whispered, more to herself than the smiling persons that were Phoebe, Piper and Victor. She glanced up at Victor and mouthed the words 'Thank You.'

The room was in peaceful silence, only interrupted by the comforting sounds of Chris in Paige's arms. Knowing it couldn't last, a person entered the room, without knocking.

This rude entrance made Piper give a disapproving look to a man that turned out to be Daryl, a police Inspector and an old friend. They had not seen him in a while, since he told them that he was not going to help them anymore, that he would not keep their secret. For Daryl knew that they were witches. He also knew that was how his old partner, Andy had died.

"Miss Matthews" He said, without acknowledging the others. Paige gave a slight nod and answered in a cold voice. "How may I help you inspector?" Daryl did not look at her at all. He did not see Phoebe look at him in mistrust, or Victor's confused expression.

"I need you to tell me what happened." He said his brown face passive. Paige had been expecting this. "Well, to put it bluntly, I was coming home from the park, where I spent most of the evening, as I exited I saw a dispute on the street involving two men and a woman. Thinking I could help, I ran over to them. It was then I realised that one of the men had a gun..."

Her voice cracked with emotion at that point, but she willed herself on, thinking it was the least that she could do, putting the man responsible for the woman's death to justice.

"I couldn't do anything, it was too quick. I tackled the man with the gun, but the other sprinted off. I lost consciousness and woke up here." Paige finished her story and looked up at the man who was once a very close friend.

He finished writing notes and murmured something about the man being in custody. After rushed thanks, he left the room, clearly not wanting to be in the room any longer than he had too.

Still, radiating displeasure, it took a while to realise that Chris was crying, she handed the baby over to Victor, who worked hard to calm him down. Phoebe and Piper were too lost in their own worlds to notice the small discussion that she and Victor were now having.

"I'm sorry for my immature behaviour last night; I just hope you can forgive me." Paige said, hoping that he would accept her apology.

He looked at her and smiled, "Paige, it is okay, I should have treated you better. Trust me I know what it is like to be left out. Can you forgive me?" He asked her looking at her with affectionate eyes. Paige allowed a smile to creep onto her features as well. "Let's just say we are both sorry and forgive each other." She said laughing. He laughed too, and just then she appreciated that he was a good father and grandfather. "I like that!" He said, and the two embraced gently.

She looked over Victor's shoulder and noticed Phoebe and Piper smiling at the two of them. She then sat back up and held Wyatt close.

The door opened a second time, this time presenting a Greek doctor, who had a note board that he was peering over to look at Paige. "Good, you are awake. We would just like to run a few tests, just to make sure that you are okay, and then you will be free to leave. I will suggest that you rest for a couple of days."

Paige nodded and the others left the room, leaving her and the doctor alone. He started to make a blood sample which caused tears to form in her eyes. "So, been a doctor long?" She asked, trying to make some small talk. "Don't talk, I am trying to concentrate." Was all the answer she got. Good looks, lousy personality, and the reason why I don't go for looks alone, she thought to herself.

She did not try to make conversation as the doctor ran the tests. She didn't know what he was doing, but she didn't question it. After about fifteen minutes, the doctor decided to break the silence. "Well, that's you done, you are free to go, and by the way, I am sorry if I was rude, it's been a stressful day." He smiled at her, causing her to melt on the spot. "I believe in second chances." She said. How cheesy is that? She said to herself, but the doctor didn't mind.

He smiled and left the room, leaving Paige immobile for about five minutes. It was when Phoebe cam through the door, did she come back to the real world.

"Here sweetie, I brought you some clothes." She said, brushing away a strand that was hanging over her eye.

"Thanks, Phoebs, I'll be out a minute." Paige said to her older sister, as she walked into the bathroom. She dressed her self quickly, noticing that Phoebe had given her favourite red dress to wear, I'll thank her later, she thought, ash she did her hair up in a simple ponytail.

She slipped on some red shoes that Phoebe had given her, and walked out of the room to the foyer. She was greeted by a smiling Piper, who explained she had signed all of Paige's papers, and that Victor had taken her nephews to the car.

Once again, she did not join in her sister's conversation as they walked out into the now dark night, just as cold as the previous. She quickly bolted into the SUV, and buckled herself in.

The drive home was uneventful, and she amused herself by tickling Wyatt, who was glad to have his Auntie Paige back.

After about twenty minutes drive, the black car rolled into Halliwell Manor's drive way. She bounced up the steps, looking forward to feeding her starving stomach. She opened the door and caught sight of a woman talking to Leo.

She readied herself for battle as the woman turned around, her long, glossy hair, turning with her. She had piercing blue eyes, and a pale complexion very much like her own.

She did not need Phoebe's audible gasp, or Piper's whisper to recognise the profile she had seen in so many pictures.

Prue.

There, hope you liked it; it is the longest chapter in the story so far. I have a lot of ideas for the next chapter that should be up in a day or two, unless I want to do it tonight. Anyway, please review, I love haring from you, and until next time, see y'all later!!

Dan