A/N: Wow! Thanks so much for all the reviews! I'm really glad that everyone liked the magic factor being brought in. I had originally planned this as a non-magic fic, but the urge was just too great and I was worried people wouldn't like it. So I'm glad you guys enjoyed the last chapter!

THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY SHORT! NEARLY a page and a half SHORTER THAN I NORMALLY DO. Because I wanted to update, but I have to be up at 7 tomorrow morning and I have to be in bed by 10:30 and it's already 10. So, I'm really sorry. I'll post 2 chapters tomorrow, or make the next chapter really long to make up for this.

Hopefully, you'll enjoy this anyway, despite it's shortness.

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Paige refused to leave until Piper had fallen asleep. She said that she wanted to make sure she was okay, after such a horrible day. And when Piper awoke an hour later, Paige was indeed gone, and a light shining into her room from an orderly checking her blinded her. After the light shut off, Piper laid on her back, staring at the ceiling. And thinking.

Some things that had happened made no sense and it was only now that she realized them.

First, there was her attacker. His name tag red Brian, but no Brian had worked here in ten years. Could it be possible that her attacker had just stolen the uniform? Or was there some other explanation? Surely it couldn't be Brian, if he was dead.

And what about what he'd said to her? "This should shut you up, you stupid little witch." What had that meant? Was it just some stupid expression, or was there more to it? But there couldn't be, could there? And why would he attack her in the first place? What had she ever done to him, whoever he was?

Second, What was up with Paige? Sometimes she seemed crazy as hell. Other times she seemed like she was the sanest person in this place. And then again, her eyes always held sadness and mystery, whether she was sane or crazy.

And how had Paige gotten into her room when an orderly was never absent from the post set up outside her door? How could she have possibly gotten around the guard?

All these thoughts and possibilities swam in Piper's head until, around three in the morning, she fell asleep.

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Piper was awoken the next morning by Maryanne Saunders herself.

"We're taking no chances. Whoever attacked you might come back," she said crisply. "We're checking and double checking employee ID's and you are not to go anywhere with anyone telling you we called for you unless either Mrs. Diaz or myself have informed you earlier that you were to be escorted to see us."

Piper nodded.

"Mitch will be your permanent escort. You will only go places with him."

"Even the bathroom and shower?" Piper blanched.

Mrs. Saunders nodded. "For the time being, yes."

"Get dressed and go to the rec room until breakfast." Maryanne Saunders left the room.

Piper dressed in her gown (Which she was still being forced to wear) and went to the rec room, where she found Paige and sat with her.

"So, how did you get passed that guard?" Piper asked.

Paige looked around and stood, grabbing Piper's hand. "Come on, I'll show you."

"But-" Piper protested, but Paige was dragging her along. Finally, Paige dropped her hand and Piper willingly followed. Halfway down the hall, an orderly spotted them.

"Hey! You girls-"

Piper, who hadn't been paying attention, jumped with fright at the sudden voice and threw her hands up in shock.

The orderly stopped speaking in mid sentence. In fact, he stopped moving.

"What happened?" Piper gasped, slowly walking up to him and waving a hand in his face. He didn't flinch.

"You can, too?" Paige asked. She pondered this before grabbing Piper's hand and pulling her into a side room and shutting the door.

"What, you can make people freeze, too?" Piper asked, shocked and frightened.

"No. But-" Paige concentrated and disappeared, a moment later, in a sparkle of blue lights.

Piper nearly screamed, but choked it down as Paige reappeared.

"That's how I escaped the car crash! I finally figured it out a few days ago when I did that light thing," Paige said quickly. "And if you can do that freeze thing, then maybe our – whatever they are – are connected!"

"This is crazy. This is insane. I don't even know what this is!" Piper cried, panicking. "What are we?"

Paige eyes Piper. "What did that guy call you when he attacked you yesterday?"

"A- Whoa, are you serious? You don't really think-? But we can't be-"

"Witches?"

Piper gawked at her. "No way. No freaking way! That's not possible because-because Witches don't exist!" she ranted.

"How do you know?" Paige asked her, emphasizing the words. "Maybe they do! Maybe we are!"

"No," Piper said, shaking her head. "No. No way."

"But-" Paige whined.

"NO! It's not possible and this is not happening. Just leave me alone, Paige!" Piper snapped, pulling the door open with great force and running out of the room and back to the safety of her own. She dropped onto her bed, her heart racing and her breathing heavy.

What had she done? What could Paige do? Were they really witches?

What was going on?