Declaimer: I don't own Charmed.

Chapter Twenty-five

"Is she alright?" Chris asked lying Kattie down on Piper's bed.

"Kattes." Beca whimpered climbing up next to her big sister.

"Leave her be Beca." Grams said. "And I don't know." She mouthed to Chris.

"She's going to be fine." Richard assured Jess and Beca. "And your mommy is too."

Cat mean while stood fuming at the door.

"Are you okay?" Leo asked putting a warm hand on her shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" Cat cried pushing him away from her so suddenly he fell to the ground. She burst out laughing. "My mom is so right!" She scoffed. "All white lighters are a waste of space."

Then she abruptly went back to looking serous.

"Hi," Paige said orbbing back in. "I've popped Phoebe over to mine and Richard's place. She's sleeping it off there." She looked around the room looking extremely confused.

"Is that alright Richard?" Richard asked sarcastically. "Oh yes, of course it is Paige."

"Sorry honey." Paige said walking over to kiss him. "But," She said before she completed the kiss. "What am I doing in Piper's room?" Her eyes fell on Kattie. "What on earth happened?" She asked moving to the girl's side. She touched her forehead, and quickly pulled back. "Oh for crying out loud guys! The poor girl's burning up!" She sat down on the edge of the bed. "Leo get me a cold compress and a glass of water. Chris take Jessie and Beca into the nursery."

Chris scooped Beca up on to his shoulders and grabbed Jess' hand.

"Alright," He said. "We're going girls."

"Come on," Grams said gently putting her arm around Cat. "Let's go keep an eye on him. I wouldn't trust him alone with your little cousins. Paige will look after Kattie. Plus I think we need to put Wyatt down for a nap. His worn him self out screaming."

"No Grams." Paige said. "Cat can stay. But you go put Wyatt down."

Grams took Wyatt from Cat and walked out of the room after Chris.

Leo came back in carrying a glass of water and a cold compress.

"Thanks." Paige said taking them from him. "Richard, Piper keeps some paracetamol in the top right hand draw of her dressing table. Get two for me would you honey bunch?"

"Have you got a headache?" Richard asked. "Do you want a massage?"

"No!" She scolded. "I want them to bring down Kattie's temperature." She looked pointedly at Cat. "I'd really appreciate it you'd kick his ass."

"Just say when." Cat said. "Because I could really use a vent right about now."

"Now would be perfect." Paige replied with a decisive nod.

"What ever you say aunt Paige."

Cat approached Richard.

"Okay," Leo said stepping in-between the two of them. "We really haven't got the time to do this now. Now is really not the time for this. Richard why don't you go see how they're doing in the nursery." He took the tablets from Richard. "Paige there's your paracetamol."

"Thank you Leo." Paige moved Kattie into a sitting position. "Here, sweetie," She said gently. "Take these. They should make you feel better."

"Right," Prue barged into the room. "We decided on a truce for now. Tim is … err … um … err … cleaning up in the bathroom. We had a small … err … practical demonstration to establish who is in control. Being of course me."

"Prue," Leo said. "What did you do?"

"Shut up!" Prue snapped.

Leo went to say some thing but Prue cut him off with a sharp glare.

"Prue!" Paige gasped on seeing the big sister she had never met.

"What's wrong with Kattie?" Prue asked.

"She's burning up mom." Cat said. "Auntie Paige just gave her some paracetamol."

"Paige." Prue spat. "A word out side. Now!"

She put her arm out in front of Leo to stop him from following them. "Alone! You stay here and watch the girls." Then she looked at Cat. "You're in charge baby."

Prue and Paige walked out of the room; Prue closed the door behind them.

"How stupid can you get?" Prue demanded.

"I don't know what you mean." Paige stammered backing up against the wall.

"Kattie Paige!" Prue exclaimed. "We have rules to do with the girls; we never give them any sort of medication with out consulting with two other adults and usually a doctor. They are not your children. You should have called a doctor! Not just go and give out pills wily nily! I mean what if she had been allergic? What would you have then?"

Paige went to protest, but stopped her self as Prue continue don with her rant.

"God Paige, I would have thought the witch in you might have given you some common scene." She looked her up and down. "But I was obviously wrong. I mean," She laughed. "You've so obviously got the whole white lighter waste of space thing down perfectly. It's just a shame about the rest. Mind you, I think that comes with the white lighter in you. It's not your fault love. It's just in your genes."

Paige burst into tears and ran off crying.

She couldn't believe that her big sister, the woman she had wanted to meet for the past two and a half years, could be so cruel to her.