Piper and Paige orbed into the living room to find everyone waiting for them. Ryan was sitting in an armchair; Chris was leaning back into the couch, Phoebe at his side. Leo was pacing behind the couch, and Stock had stretched out in the other armchair. Paige kicked his feet and he made room for her. She sat on the arm and Piper sat down next to Phoebe on the couch. They all looked at Paige and Stock. Stock smiled and looked up Paige. She looked at him, disgusted.
"I'm sorry. I can't do this." She said as she started to get up. Phoebe jumped to her feet.
"What do you mean?" She yelled
"I promised. I promised her and I'm not about to break that particular promise." Paige yelled in response.
"Who is 'she'?" Phoebe asked, her voice lowering.
"If I could tell you that, I would. But I can't." Paige said, lowering her own voice.
"Why can't you tell us." Phoebe asked, hurt in her eyes.
"I've explained this already. I made a promise to keep something a secret. And unlike you, I can keep a promise. No offense." Paige said.
Phoebe smiled. "None taken. But does Stock have anything to do with this secret?" Phoebe asked innocently.
"Maybe, maybe not" Paige responded, a smile stretching across her face.
Phoebe pouted. "Please Paigey?" She whined.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"Phoebe."
"Pretty please with sugar on top?"
"No Phoebe Halliwell. I won't tell you." Paige said sternly.
Someone knocked on the door. Paige and Phoebe just stared at it.
"Are one of you going to get it?" Stock asked. Paige and Phoebe just kept looking at it. Sighing, Stock got up and walked to the door. He opened it and was thrown backwards. A boy, about Shea's age walked confidently into the living room. Piper was standing and she grabbed Leo's hand, out of habit. She stared down at her hand holding onto his and looked back at him. He smiled. She smiled too, but noticed Ryan glaring at Leo. She quickly let go. Chris was already holding onto a candlestick that he had orbed into his hand, ready to strike. Phoebe had jumped backwards as Stock went flying across the room and was backed up against the doorway. Paige hadn't moved, but now went to go help Stock up. Stock stood up and gasped.
"Where is she?" The boy asked. In his right hand he held an athame. In his left hand he clutched a necklace.
Stock spoke up first. "We don't know who you're talking about."
"Bull." Was the boy's response. He ran his hand through his curly brown hair. His hazel eyes wickedly as he looked at everyone.
"Seriously Shane. We don't know who you're talking about." Stock said.
Shane laughed. "Come on. Of course you do." Shane said. Noticing Paige he smiled.
"Hey Paige." He said.
"Shane." Paige responded.
"Paige, how come you forgot to mention that you had a few demon friends?" Piper asked.
Shane looked at Piper. "I'm actually only half demon. I'm half witch too." He said seriously, looking her right in the eye. He turned back to Stock. "So I guess she's not here, huh?" He asked.
"I said I didn't know what you were talking about." Stock insisted.
"Alright, listen. I know you know who I'm talking about, so don't try to lie." Shane said. He took off his leather bomber jacket to reveal a ripped Metallica shirt and a large bleeding gash on his upper arm.
"If she's not going to show up for a little while, do you mind if I use your bathroom? And maybe a bandage?"
Shea and Colin had spent all of their combined cash on the motel room. Shea picked up the clicker and flicked through the static channels. Colin telekinetically took the clicker from her and put it out of her reach.
"Colin." She whined.
"What?" Colin said, mimicking her.
"Give it back right now or I'll…" Shea stopped halfway through her snetence, causing Colin to look at her funny.
"What?" He asked.
Shea had her eyes closed. Her head was down and she was muttering. Colin stood up, not sure what to do.
"Shea?" He asked cautiously. "You alright?"
Suddenly she looked up at him, breaking out of her trance-like state.
"He's back." She said, throwing her clothes into a bag. "He's back and he's looking for me."