Declaimer: I don't own Charmed.

Chapter Two

Let a sleeping witch lie

Paige lay asleep peacefully, next to her boy friend, Richard, where any sane person should be at this time in the morning.

Paige liked her sleep, and God help any demon, warlock or mortal who chose to disturb her sleep. Sisters or white lighters for that matter too.

She was having a horrible dream.

Chris was shaking her. He wouldn't stop. No matter what she did.

"Go away." She murmured. "Sleeping. Leave me alone!"

"Paige!" Chris hissed. "Wake up."

She sat bolt up right. This was no nightmare. It was reality. Unfortunately.

"What's wrong Chris?" She asked with the maximum amount of sarcasm possible in her sleepy state. "Did Phoebe and Piper banish you from the mannor? I don't want you here either!"

"I know you don't. But Piper's missing. Remember? With her son, Wyatt, your nephew."

"Well you're a white lighter. Go do your job. Find them!"

"Paige, she's your sister. Aren't you concerned about her?"

She rested her head on the pillow and went back to sleep.

"In the slightest?"

"Frankly no." Paige all but yelled. "All I care about right now is getting some rest, it's called sleep, you should try it some time. So just orb off on your merry way."

"Sorry," Chris grabbed her hand. "No can do," He orbed them both out. "Not with out you."

"Oh you're so dead when I get some caffeine in side of me." She growled as they appeared in the Halliwell kitchen.

He let go of her hand and she sat down at the kitchen table scowling darkly.

"Keep her away from the coffee." Chris told Phoebe. "I'm gona get that elder down here. We're going to sort this problem out once and for all."

"Elder?" Both girls asked.

"Leo. Wyatt's father. We're going to find your sister and bring her home."