A/N: This chapter is a play on, well, you know... Piper xox Leo: Cool, thanks for posting the new chapters of "Charmed, Season 1":) And I'm glad you liked thre lastest chapters of this fic. peanut2lb: Yeah, practically all I listen to is country. (There are a few exceptions, but nothing like Rap or Hip Hop or anything like that. I'm country all the way! So I don't even have other songs to have at P3. I guess you could say that I'm overcompensating for the lack of country music in the show. lol) Nah, no mechanical bull though. It might ruin the mood of P3. ;) It's funny that you ask about Pearl and Pam, because Pearl pops in right at the beginning of this chapter (and she and Brandon are in the next subplot) and Pam appears, but there isn't a lot of her at the moment. money makes me smile: Yeah, unfortunately I've never been able to see that episode either. (It must be a conspiracy.) But I think she dies in a huge explosion and it's one of those, "Oh my Goddess!" type endings. The-Cheese-Fairy: Well, it wasn't really Glenn's fault. Alternate Paige kiss him! lol He was as surprised as you were. ;) As far as the Paige/Glenn romance goes, you'll just have to wait and see. ;) RJF: LMAO I've been "witching" to put up that chapter! As soon as I heard that song I was like, "I have to put it in there when I put RJF's characters in my fic! But how? What would be the best way to go about it?" And nope, I just had to have a wee bit of Alternate Paige/Glenn in there, it was inevitable. After all, I am a Paige/Glenn fan in any reality! lol

Every Halliwell Counts
Chapter 12: Payback's A Witch

"Thanks Mrs. Fargo!" Pearl beamed, as she leaned against Brandon.

Mrs. Fargo, Bandon's mother, brushed her hands together and smiled brightly at the best friends. "No problem, Pearl."

Paige held out her hand, shaking the fellow witch's hand. She was so greatful that Brandon's mother had the power of molecular remotion, meaning that she could rewind the molecules in something to where they never existed, in essence making them vanish forever. Luckily for the family, Pearl had thought about Brandon's mom when everyone was trying to decide how to take care of their mystery potion, and everyone was afraid of trying a spell or counter potion for fear of a reaction or backfire.

"Well I think we should probably be getting back home, Brandon," Mrs. Fargo prodded. "You're cousin Shirley is coming over."

Brandon frowned. He and his cousin, on his mother's side, had never really gotten along. "Yeah, I know."

"Maybe he can come over tomorrow?" Paige suggested, trying to brighten the moods of the two kids.

"That's sounds like a fantastic idea," Mrs. Fargo agreed. She gently pulled Brandon's hands into her hand.

"Bye, Brandon!" Pearl said, giving her best friend a quick hug.

"Bye," Brandon smiled before teleporting himself and his mother home.

"I'll go put these away," Pearl huffed as she collected the crystals and left the room.

Persia's brow furrowed. She was standing in the bathroom of the Halliwell Manor, the door shut and locked, just staring at herself. Her long, golden brown hair hung in soft curls down her back and her innocent face added only beauty to the reflection. Her eyes twinkled with golden sparkles, something she'd inheritated from her father. She wore an off whiteoff the shoulder top that dipped slighty in the front, perfect for a necklace which seemed to be absent from her neck, complete with sleeves that extended down to her hands and flared out at the end. A pale yellow floor length skirt with golden swirls and a pair of off white heeled sandals completed her look. The teenage electrokinetic had her hands cupped together, as if holding something. When she moved her hands, a rustling noise could be heard. She blinked at her reflection, before hearing footsteps coming towards the door and choosing to pocket whatever she was holding and leave the bathroom, allowing her Uncle Glenn to enter.

"Something wrong?" Glenn asked, as he turned around to his niece.

Persia shook her head, allowing her golden brown hair to cause curly waves around her head. "I'm fine, Uncle Glenn."

"Are you-"

"Really, I'm fine." Persia grinned. "Don't worry about me."

Glenn smiled back, not so sure that he really believed his eldest niece. "Well, okay. And you know that if you ever-"

"Need to talk to you?"

Glenn nodded.

"I know, you're here. But thanks!"

"Okay," Glenn nodded as he moved to shut the door. "Love you."

"Love you too, Uncle Glenn."

Glenn nodded and shut the door.

Persia ran a delicate hand through her thick hair. "Thanks," she whispered before walking away.

Paige sat atop her bed, staring blankly out the window. It was rapidly getting later and yet she just didn't want to leave her room. Her husband was home now and she didn't want to talk to him. She had to wonder why they'd had so many problems lately? Was it her? Was it him? Were they just not meant for each other? Did they just get together because of Pearl? Suddenly her whitelighter abilities began to kick in and she realized that someone had entered the room. Her head slowly turned around to see that it was Alternate Paige.

"Oh, eh, bad time?"

Paige quickly shook her head, then motioned for the pregnant witchlighter to take a seat next to her. "Something the matter?"

Paige frowned. "It's just-"

"Glenn?"

Paige's brow furrowed. "How'd you know?"

Alternate Paige smiled. "Let's just say we've had a while to get to know each other." She placed a hand on her swollen stomach. "And he's been able to see me a thing or two."

"And?"

"And you two just need to give it time," Alternate Paige replied. "He's a good man and he's perfect for you."

"But not for you and you're, well, you're me."

"Alternate reality, remember? Of course things are different for me."

"But maybe-"

"No. I don't believe that. I know love when I see it and I couldn't accept the fact that another me may loose her love, especially when it can be prevented."

Paige sighed, lowering her head. "I just don't know..."

"Picture," Alternate Paige called aloud. Moments later a picture from the dresser orbed into her hand and she handed it to the whitewitch.

----Flashback----

"Glenn, I wish you were here." Paige said to herself. Paige looked over at a picture of Glenn and herself, it had been taken 3 months ago. "Picture." Paige said, quietly. The picture orbed out and then moments later the picture orbed into Paige's hand and she stared at the picture for a moment. Then Paige held the picture close to her chest, closed her eyes, and slowly drifted into a restless sleep.

----Flashback----

Paige looked up to Alternate Paige and then her eyes shifted back to the picture.

"Tell me that you don't feel love when you look at that picture."

Silence filled the air. Paige couldn't say a word, she could only stare at the picture of her and Glenn.

45 Minutes Later----

Andy, Leo, Cole, Glenn, The Charmed Ones, The Blessed Ones, Prissandra, Alternate Paige, Emma, Wyatt, and Chris were all gathered in the attic.

"Where's Persia?" Cole asked, as he balanced the second Child Of Light on his hip.

"And Pam," Alternate Paige noted.

Emma smiled. "They'll be down in a minute, won't they Pandora?"

Pandora smiled. She'd scanned their thoughts earlier and she knew what her older cousin was planning. "Yep!"

"Coming?" Alternate Pamela's voice burst through the air.

Persia stood at the base of the stairs. "Pam?" She spun around, smiling at her friend. "Yeah."

"That's good. I was beginning to think that maybe you just wanted to bitch at me earlier and then decide to ditch when I finally leave."

"Never!" Persia sounded quite offended.

The alternate telekinetic rolled her eyes. "I was joking, can't you take a joke?"

"I don't joke a lot," Persia admitted.

"Oh," Alternate Pam wriggled her eyebrows. "We'll have to work on that sometime."

"Yeah, sometime," Persia repeated. She felt so small right now. This teenager was the one person whom she'd felt the closest to, out of her whole life, and now she was leaving. Worst of all, it wasn't just moving across the country, she was going back to a completely different reality.

Alternate Pam gently slugged the electrokinetic in the arm. "Come on," she grumbled as she pulled the teen up the stairs.

Phiona rubbed her eyes as the plopped down on the ground.

"Phiona?" Piper glanced down at her daughter. "Is there a reason that you're sitting on the floor?"

"Mhmm," Phiona murmured.

"And that is?"

"I'm trying to remember my spelling words while we wait for that other Pam and Persia."

"Your spelling words?"

"Yeah, I know all of the regular ones. But Miss Waters said that we get extra credit if we can spell and define the 'special words.'"

"And those would be?"

"'Conical' and 'amnesia,'" the young witchlighter responded. "I know what 'conical' is."

"And you should," Phoebe noted.

"But I forget 'amnesia.'"

"Amnesia?"

Everyone looked up to see Alternate Pam and Persia in the doorway.

"You forget it?" Alternate Pam asked.

Phiona nodded.

"That's almost a ironic," the alternate telekinetic smirked. "Why do you need to know it?"

"I need to know its definition for extra credit on my spelling words," Phiona answered for the second time.

"Oh, that one is soooo easy!"

Emma and Alternate Paige exchanged looks.

"Everyone knows amnesia is what makes a woman who's given birth want to have sex again!"

"Pam!" Alternate Paige and Emma were quick to cover Wyatt and Chris' ears.

"What?" Alternate Pam asked. "It's true, isn't it?" She looked to Phoebe and Piper.

"The girl's gotta point," the middle Charmed Ones replied in unison.

Alternate Pam crossed her arms over her chest. "See? I told you so."

Alternate Paige rolled her eyes as she removed her hands from Chris' ears. "Just don't talk about..."

"Se-"

"Yes!" Emma cut in.

"In front of the kids," Alternate Paige finished.

Persia smirked to herself, as she brushed passed back and over to her family.

"When are we going home?" Chris whined.

"Any minute now," Emma replied. She scooped the child into her arms and reached down to take Wyatt's hand, leading him over to the center of the room.

Alternate Paige and Alternate Pam followed.

When they were in position, Persia had to blink back the tears and pretend that she wasn't upset. She bit her lip, before Alternate Pam gave her a reassuring smile, which she returned.

"Come on, you did it before."

Persia nodded and began to chant the spell which she'd memorized so long ago. Then a bright blue Triquetra portal opened up, awaiting the witches from the alternate universe to step inside.

"Bye," Alternate Paige whispered as she smiled at Glenn and Paige.

"Bye," Glenn echoed.

Paige waved. "Good luck," she said as she motioned to Alternate Paige's belly.

"I hope my girls turn out as good as that one did," Alternate Paige grinned as she pointed to Glenn and Paige's only daughter.

"I'm sure she will," Glenn and Paige said in unison, surprising one another.

"Good luck with those potions, Phi," Emma said as she gave a wink to the next generation whitewitch.

"Thanks!" Phiona grinned. "And tell Grant I said, 'Hi!'"

"I will," Emma chuckled. During the time that they'd spent on potions, Phiona had told her all about a few of the cute boys at her school and Emma had relayed her relationship with Grant to Phiona.

'Thank you,' the alternate telekinetic mouthed to Prue and Andy, who returned the gesture with silent farewells of their own. "It was really good to stumble across this world," Alternate Pam said, surprising everyone at the change in her tone.

"Ditto," Persia replied.

"Too bad there isn't a cosmic telephone line," Alternate Pam smirked.

"Actually," Persia paused to add drama to the moment. "Maybe there is." She dug her hand into her pocket, pulling something out.

Alternate Pam quirked an eyebrow. "What're you-"

"Here," Persia said, as she opened her hand to reveal a petite golden heart shaped locket with a small diamond in the center, attached to a fine golden chain.

"Persia, I-"

"Take it," Persia replied more forcefully, surprising everyone in the room.

"Okay," Alternate Pam let a chuckle escape her lips. "Fine, you don't have to yell."

Persia held out the necklace.

Alternate Pam reached out, grabbing the locket and as she did, the locket began to glow but for only a split second, and then it fell into her hand. "Thanks."

"No problem," the electric witch replied.

Without the notice of the adults, Wyatt and Pam shared heated looks as did Chris and Prissandra.

"Come on, it's time to get out of here," Alternate Paige said. "I'm having a craving for chocolate ice cream and a side order of mushroom pizza with anchovies and extra salt."

The faces in the room began to pale.

Paige took Wyatt's other hand. She waved to her alternate reality family and then turned abruptly to the glowing portal.

Alternate Pam walked over next to her aunt, as Emma turned in the direction of the portal as well.

"Bye!" Everyone called at the same time.

Alternate Paige, Wyatt, Alternate Pam, and Emma who was holding Chris began to walk into the portal.

Persia took a step back, slightly biting down on her lower lip.

Alternate Pam's head whipped around. "You should stop by some time, you know? I think you and my friends, Jen and Zach, would get along great."

"That's sounds like fun," Persia grinned. "I might just have to do that."

Alternate Pam nodded as she turned her head back to the portal and began to step in with Emma, her aunt, and her younger cousins.

Prissandra, from Cole's arms, pointed her small hand at Chris. A beam of searing hot light errupted from the tip of her finger and blasted Chris' hair just as he disappeared into the portal. She cooed happily as the portal closed and then her eyes traveled down to the ground where a large clump of brown, smoldering hair lay on the wooden floor. She let a contended giggle and wrapped her arms innocently around her Uncle Cole's neck.

TO BE CONTINUED...

A/N: I'm still playing catch up with my school work, so I may not be able to update very quickly, just to let you all know.