And the last chapter, thank you to everyone who has supported this story, and please note that all chapters have been under correction now to make the story just a little bit better.

And lastly:

CHAPTER TEN

THE FUTURE IS BRIGHT

Paige smiled contently as she climbed out of her bed, basking in the warm sunshine that was streaming through the gap in the curtains, heating her skin with its golden rays.

She realised how much she had missed her own home, in her own time after her brief stint in the past, regardless of the wrongs she had righted it still felt good to be where she belonged.

The brunette quickly made her bed, taking extra care when folding over the white sheets, smiling softly as she carried out the mundane task. Simple things had always pleased her, and the simplicity of her life in these few short minutes where bliss to her. For a few moments she could forget her obligation to her sisters, all three of them, and her duties as a Charmed one and headmistress. She was simply Paige in the mornings, the funky, kind hearted girl who lived life to the full.

Paige slipped on a warm yellow summer dress, allowing her hair to flow unrestrained down her back. A pair of yellow sandals completed her summery and cheerful look.

After completely her usual bathroom ritual, she bounded down the stairs, smiling at Prue who was sleepily trudging down the stairs behind her. It felt completely natural to be with her oldest sister, even if she had no memories of the past few years together.

Of course, she was trained by her oldest sister, and was apparently very close to her, but her meddling in the past had left her without the memories, something she was finding it hard to regret. A few years worth of memories could be lost, but there was always the future to make new ones.

Paige paused in the parlour of her home, deciding to head ot for breakfast instead of staying in, not that she didn't appreciate Piper's cooking, she felt the need to treat herself, and nothing was better than a few hours alone, and maybe a chance to catch up on some poetry and art.

Smiling at her plans for that morning, she raced back to her room to grab a pencil and pad of plain paper, before exiting the house and driving to her favourite café for breakfast.

She had not been to The Masked Phantom, since she had met her sisters. A long time ago, when she was a trainee social worker, she frequented the place often, the unusual name had lured her, along with the delicious aroma of cinnamon buns and coffee.

The place was fairly empty when she entered the café. The white walls were adorned with many pieces of art, some she remembered, some had to be new additions. The floor was adorned with many exotic rugs that complimented the mismatched furniture of tables, armchairs, sofas and bar stools. The place met her style exactly, and had done since her visit.

Choosing a table near a window, the brunette plopped herself down onto an overstuffed stool, ordering a cream cake and coffee from the friendly waitress nearby.

After an hour, she had finished her breakfast and was on her third cup of coffee, her pad of paper now adorned with random sketches and poems. Paige had always find the arts an excellent way to release pent up emotions, even though she did not get much of chance to do so nowadays.

"Fancy seeing you here." A voice commented, pulling her away from her artwork.

Cole was standing over her, his features the same since she had last seen him, the fateful day of his and Phoebe's break-up, and the chaste kiss he had given her.

"Cole." Paige stated, allowing a small smile to tug at her features. "You look healthy." She commented as the dark haired man sank onto a chair opposite her, his azure eyes never leaving her chocolate ones.

"Nice art." He mentioned, brushing away her comments with his voice.

Paige gazed down at the page he was staring at. It was a picture of her and Cole in what could only be described as a lover's embrace, in what appeared to be her entrance hall. She had not actually realised what she was drawing, she was merely mulling over the events she had witnessed, and must have drawn in subconsciously.

She stared at Cole stubbornly, waiting for him to comment on the easily interpreted drawing, waiting for the sarcastic remarks to torment her.

But they didn't come.

"You should draw more often." Cole stated, smiling slightly at her, causing a grin to emerge on her own face.

"You know what Cole?" She asked, watching his eyebrows quirk upwards in interest, "For once, I actually agree with you."

The sound of his laughter resonated around the room, its good natured sound washing over her ears with undeniable pleasure.

Maybe the future was a lot brighter than I originally thought, she mused silently, freeing herself from all previous commitments so that she could enjoy his company.

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There we go, fintito, finis, the end etc.

Hope you enjoyed it, I really like this chapter, no idea why, sums up the story nicely I feel. Hopefully you all liked it too.

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