A/N: Who hates me? I haven't updated since February! But I'm back and I plan on finishing this. I have about four fics I need to finish and I'm going to finish them before I start any new ones. So I'll be updating this regularly now.

PS: IMPORTANT: I wrote this chapter in about an hour, at 12:30 AM. I finished it at 1:23. I was way too tired to reread or edit it. So if there's any spelling or grammar errors, PLEASE FORGIVE ME! Please? – Pouts -

Please enjoy the long-awaited Chapter 12 and please update!

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The next day, Paige came back to visit with Jaclyn and Alex. She played with them until they got too tired and Bryce took them to bed. When he came back downstairs, he sat with Paige on the couch in the living room.

"I'm sorry for your lose," Paige said for about the hundredth time.

"Thank you," Bryce replied, "for everything. For being here for the girls, for coming and offering to help me when I first moved in, and for just being here."

Paige smiled. "You're welcome." She hesitated before adding, "I kind of took a special interest in this case almost right away, when I heard about Prue and Phoebe's deaths. I can't really explain why-" She blushed, embarrassed. "but I'm glad I did now."

"Why?" Bryce asked. "Why did you take a special interest in this case?"

Paige licked her lips. "It'll sound stupid."

"Tell me."

"Well," Paige said hesitantly. "I was adopted when I was a baby. After my adoptive parents died, I started to try and find my birth parents. After a long time or searching, I came across the Halliwell Family. They've always lived around here, and here is close to the church I was taken to. Their mother died a few years ago, but not until after I was born. And just – other reasons that don't really add up, but still make me think that I'm their sister."

Bryce stared incredulously at Paige. She thought she was one of the Halliwell Sisters. If she was, did that mean she was a witch, too? And if so, was she the Fourth he was looking for? It would make sense, since she was the fourth sister born.

"Have you ever gone for a DNA test or something?" he asked.

"No."

"You should. I'll come," he said eagerly. "I'll get someone to watch the girls.

"That wont be necessary. I- Well, I can't explain it. But I know I'm one of the Halliwell's. " Paige paused. "Don't ask me how I know. I just do."

"Then you're a witch, too!" Bryce exclaimed happily. She was the Fourth!"

Paige became rigid. "Excuse me?' she asked icily. "I'm not a witch. Who ever said that? Or told you that?"

"But- But you- I mean-" Bryce stuttered.

"I need to go," Paige said abruptly, jumping up and making to leave.

Bryce got up and ran after her, grabbing her wrist. "Please. If you're really a Halliwell, then you must have powers like they did. And if you do, then you can help me. Please."

Paige swallowed a retort and turned back to look at him. "Okay. So maybe I do have powers. How does that help you?"

"It's really hard to explain. But you can help me bring Prue back."

"How?" Paige asked, unbelieving.

"That's even harder to explain. Come upstairs with me," Bryce pleaded. Paige nodded and he led her to the room he had dubbed his own. From under the bed, he pulled out a box and, from inside that, he pulled out the Book of Shadows and placed it on the bed.

Paige sat and stared at the Book's cover. She touched it with her hand – gasped and jumped as the cover fell open and the Book stopped on the very first page.

"Read it. Whenever this thing opens to a spell, it usually means you need to read it," Bryce said eagerly.

Paige did as she was told. Once finished, she waited to see if anything would happen. And something did: the lights blinked several times and blue lights danced above her fingertips. She gasped slightly. The blue lights usually came when she orbed, so what was happening now?

After a minute, the lights stopped blinking and the blue orbs went away.

Then the Book flipped several pages again to a Summoning Spell. As she stared at it, the words changed to make the spell different.

Paige gulped and read the words.

Yellowish white lights circled the middle of the room. Bryce watched, almost hungrily, as a form began to take shape.

And then, there stood Prue. She wore a look of shock that didn't quite match Paige's look of horror, and Bryce's look of excitement.

"What the-" Prue began, but was cut off as Bryce engulfed her in a hug.

"I missed you so much!" he cried.

"How did I get back?" Prue asked, still shocked at her sudden appearance.

"Paige. Paige is your sister and she read this spell from the Book of Shadows," Bryce replied excitedly. "She's The Fourth and she brought you back!"

Prue looked at the shocked Paige. "My sister?"

Paige nodded. "I'm not 100 percent sure, but I have this feeling I am. And-"

"Only a Halliwell could get the Summoning Spell to bring me back," Prue said, stunned. "But why didn't we know about you?"

"We?" Paige asked uncertainly.

"Me and my sisters, Piper and Phoebe. Why didn't we know we had another sister?"

"I think I can explain that."

Prue, Paige, and Bryce looked around for the person who had spoken. Next second, Patty Halliwell appeared the same way Prue had.

"Mom? What's going on? Why am I back? And why didn't we know about Paige?" Prue asked.

"Mom?" Paige whispered hoarsely.

"You're back, darling, because you were never meant to be killed. You were never meant to leave San Francisco and cloak your magic. It was the only way the Elders could locate you. Paige was brought in to the picture to help bring you back, but here in your true home. As to why you didn't know about Paige-" Patty suddenly looked uncomfortable.

"Mom?" Prue demanded.

"Well . . . After your father and I separated, I had an – well, if you can call it this – an affair with my Whitelighter, Sam. When I found out I was going to have a baby, I worried that you and Piper and Phoebe wouldn't receive your powers if the Elders found out. I was also worried what would happen to us and the baby if the Elders knew there even was an us. Back then, Witches and Whitelighters together was a thing forbidden, and punishable by things worse than death. So we gave her up for adoption," Patty replied, looking sadly at Paige. "If we could have, we never would have done it."

Prue shook her head in shock. She didn't know what to say. "A-and I'm back? For good? Alive and well?"

Patty nodded. "The Elders altered everyone's minds so they don't remember you dying, or even coming back here. So when they see you, it'll be a great shock. They'll think you've just come back to town."

Prue nodded. "Right. So that leaves a lot of explaining, and Andy – Oh god, what am I going to tell him?" Then she turned to Bryce. "How are the girls?"

"They missed you. I'm sure they'll be glad to have you back," he replied, smiling sadly. He was upset that Prue had thought of Andy before her own daughters.

Prue turned to Paige. "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything," Paige said awkwardly, looking from Prue to her mom.

"If P3 is still open, will you come and meet me there tonight?" Prue asked.

"It is, and sure," Paige replied, hesitating slightly.

"I can't stay," Patty said. "I need to report to the Elders." She hugged Prue, then hugged Paige for a long, long time. "I love you girls. Blessed be." And she left.

"I should go, too," Paige replied quickly. "You guys have a lot to catch up on." She turned to go.

"Paige?"

Paige turned to Prue.

"Thank you," Prue said kindly, smiling. "I'll see you tonight."

Paige nodded, smiling back. Then she left.

Prue turned to Bryce and hugged him tightly.

"Do you forgive me for lying?" she asked, her head against his warm chest.

"I do," Bryce said, without a pause or a hesitation.

"You have to tell me what's been going on, all of it, and explain how you found Paige."

"I will," Bryce promised. "Let's go see the girls first. They'll be so pleased to see you again."

Hand in hand, they went upstairs to wake the girls.