Hello again, wow, a really quick update here, hope you guys like.

Does anyone else hate the new login display thing; it's doing my head in!

Also, please note that the previous chapter was once a part of my old story, but it just made more sense to write a new one!

Thanks to my beta, Lauren

Onwards and Upwards.

A.N. Lines in italics represent thoughts.

CHAPTER TWO

THE ELUSIVE GRASP OF HISTORY

Paige stared at her two sisters, fear enclosing her heart.

I've got to get out of here! She thought, looking for an escape route that was safe for her and Robert.

It took her a full two seconds to realise that she could orb both of them out.

Paige grabbed Robert's arm and concentrated for a few seconds before orbing them out to the Manor.

Paige let out a sigh of relief as she had managed to orb them back.

"Leo!" Paige yelled, only having to wait a few seconds as the Whitelighter materialised.

"Orb Chris and Wyatt somewhere safe, and take him with you too!" Paige said, hurrying, for she had to get back to the school and do something with her sisters. She quickly shoved the troublesome boy in Leo's direction, before turning to the Book of Shadows, quickly thumbing through its old pages.

Leo nodded and left the room, leaving Paige to fend for herself.

"Come on." She whispered to herself, hoping that Piper and Phoebe would take a while in getting here, after all, they couldn't orb. There good selves can't orb, she reminded herself, hoping that they hadn't developed any new powers aside from throwing fireballs.

"Maybe I could just go back in time to when this all began and reverse it!" Paige said gleefully, mentally smacking herself to not realise such an obvious solution sooner.

"Well, you could, but we kind of like the way we are now." A voice said from behind her, knocking her away from the pedestal upon which the book stood.

Piper. Her older sister was standing there, smirking, her dark hair shining its long length down her back, with Phoebe standing next to her, sporting dark curls.

"Dear sisters, you do seem to forget that I always have a back up plan." Paige said, smirking also, but secretly knowing it was stupid to try and out bitch them. She had seen Piper's nasty side far to many times for her liking.

"Things got messed up, things went bad, take me back now, to where this all…err went bad?" Paige said, making up a spell as she went along, cursing herself for her rubbish rhyming techniques.

To her complete surprise it actually work, she felt the magic pulsing around her, as a vortex opened, large enough for her to fit through.

"It's been fun girls, but I've got to dash, we should catch up some time." Paige quipped as she stood into the cerulean vortex, trying not to focus on the swirling blues; moving colours always gave her headaches.

Jumping in and ignoring Piper's growl, Paige felt the air suck out from underneath her, plummeting her downwards.

Her hair whipped around her face, falling from its loose plait. She shut her eyes to avoid seeing how fast she was moving. Overall, it was a nauseating trip.

Eventually, though not a moment too soon for Paige, she fell head first onto a street.

Groaning slightly, Paige lifted her bruised head, noticing that two women and a doctor, two very familiar looking women, were staring at her.

"Piper, Prue?" Paige asked, gaping at her two eldest sisters.

The two of them seemed surprised, the doctor was still babbling away about some ex-wife of his, and kept on looking up at a building close by.

Standing up and brushing herself off, Paige looked up at the Manor across the street.

"And who are you?" Prue asked in a no nonsense tone, staring straight at Paige, judging her scruffy appearance.

"I'm Paige, your half sister."

The silence that followed was deafening. Piper looked at her sceptically while Prue shot her a calculating look with her icy blue eyes.

"Not something you hear everyday huh?" Paige said, smiling slightly, kneading her forehead with her hands.

She was guessing they didn't see her magical dive and that they, like most people, stopped to see a woman lying in the middle of the pavement.

Not that Paige was unused to get the attention, but it felt somewhat unnerving, almost like the time she had first met Piper, well, the Piper in her time.

"I wish Phoebe was here." Paige muttered, long ago given up on her two siblings talking.

At least Phoebe was nice, she thought, smiling to herself.

"Well you, let's go back to the manor and discuss this, I am afraid we have Shax after us right now so this isn't the best time for introductions." Prue said, turning on her heel and grabbing the flustering doctor by the shoulder.

Piper gave her another cold stare before following her sister, leaving Paige to follow on behind, the fifth wheel, as usual, she thought bitterly.

The house was exactly as she remembered it, though the clock looked less broken then usual, she noticed, smirking.

Shax was a problem. Should I try and intervene? She questioned herself. Messing with destiny always had nasty side effects, but the spell she had cast had been vague, maybe this was the wrong she had to undo.

"You won't be able to kill Shax without the power of three." Paige commented, noting that Piper and Prue were looking at her now.

"Yeah, but the book doesn't say anything about it. And how would you know? How do we know you aren't some demon after us?" Prue questioned, fiddling with the hem on her black top.

"Well, let me say the spell with you two and then when he is vanquished, you will be able to trust me." With no deaths and betrayal this time, she mentally added.

Prue gave her another calculating look, a gesture Paige was beginning to hate, before nodding slightly.

"I will explain after we kill him, okay?" Paige said, glancing at Piper this time, who as yet, hadn't said anything.

"I don't trust her." Piper said, glancing over at the doctor who was talking to himself in the dining room, nursing a glass of water in his hand.

"Well, we haven't got much choice." Prue said, glancing at her sister sympathetically.

A gust a wind blew the doors open so violently that they hit the walls. Leaves came bustling in, bringing in with it a swirling vortex, of what she presumed Shax travelled with.

Unimpressed by the display, Paige huddled closer to her sisters, reading from the piece of paper they had in front of them.

"Evil wind that blows, that which forms below, no longer may you dwell, death takes you with this spell!"

The blue skinned demon shrieked in pain as he burst into a large fireball.

"Well that seemed final." Paige commented, glancing at her sisters as the doctor behind them mouthed wordlessly at the site he just witnessed.

"Now you understand why you have to keep our secret." Prue said, glancing back at the quivering man with a smile.

"And that Mom shouldn't have kept hers." Piper added, looking at Paige with newfound respect.

Smiling at both of her sisters, Paige jumped down on the sofa, intending to sleep off the killer migraine that her time travelling had brought on.

"No, you get up. We have a lot to talk about." Prue said disturbing her much needed rest.

"Some things never change, the fact that you can't get one moment of peace in this house is disturbing." Paige grumbled, sitting up, wiping dust from her white tank top.

"Where exactly are you from anyway?" Prue said in a voice that was softer than usual,

"The future." Paige whispered, glancing up at Phoebe who had just entered the room, hand in hand with Cole, the future source.

Maybe I am here to change more than one thing, she thought, smiling a little at Phoebe who was looking at her with unfazed interest.

"Phoebe, meet your half-sister Paige." Prue said amiably, smiling slightly.

The look on Phoebe's face was comical, and somewhat apprehensive. Cole just gave her a casual once over, obviously looking for any weapons or to see if she was a threat.

"Mom has a lot to explain." Phoebe choked out, looking at the nods of assent from everyone.

"Let's head upstairs and call her arse down here then." Piper said, moving away from her and smiling at Leo who had just orbed in.

What a mad house, Paige thought for herself, oblivious to the various leave and twigs stuck in her hair.

"You might want to use the bathroom." Phoebe said pointedly, flipping her still blonde hair over her shoulder.

Smiling, Paige detoured to the peach bathroom, cursing inwardly at her sight in the mirror.

With the wildlife stuck in her messed up hair and mud streaks all over her face and clothes, Paige noted that her sisters were right to be suspicious, she looked like she had been dragged head first through a swimming pool before being tossed into a bush for fun.

Sighing, Paige picked up a hairbrush and worked her hair back to its long, sleek state and quickly washed her face, not bothering to redo her make up. Brushing down her short black miniskirt and top as effectively as possible, Paige left the bathroom looking much more presentable.

"Time to talk with mother dearest then." Paige mumbled to herself, taking the familiar carpeted stairs to the attic she knew so well.

Odd, I would have my first time in here in about a week; it's funny how time messes with things.

Like your head, she thought, smirking at herself.

Might as well get the drama over with, she thought, opening the door into the old room.

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Kind of short I know, but I wanted to post something.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter, please review.

Hopefully I should get the next chapter out within the next week, but I am doing my exams so I will not make any promises.

I have updated all of my stories today; I really do believe I am coming down with a case of the scandalous inspiration-itus. Do not catch it; the only known cure is to review this story!

'Til Next time,

Dan.