Author's Note: I, the author of A Past Love got so much encouragement and support from all of you that I am writing another story with Paige/Chris but it also contains Prue/Andy, Piper/Leo and Phoebe/Cole set in 1905 San Francisco. Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Paige are a middle class family living with their mother and Grams in the Halliwell Manor. Paige has red hair. Prue is 22. Piper is 20. Phoebe is 19. Paige is 18. Andy is 26. Leo is 24. Cole is 22. Chris is 20. Everyone has their powers. Andy has the ability to control the weather. As you can all see I specialize in fan fictions set in different times or time travel.
My withstanding request: More people need to write Paige/Chris stories, I know they can never happen but I still love reading them so please. Plus I enjoy reading Paige/Cole. Thanks
Twenty-two year old Prudence Halliwell the oldest of four Witch sisters known as the Charmed Ones sighed, she was sprawled out on a grassy knoll over looking the 1905 city of San Francisco she brushed a lock of black hair out of her sparkling dark green eyes and sighed again using her Charmed power of telekinesis to bring a daisy into her palm. Prue loved her looks she was the only Halliwell sister that didn't have dark brown hair or eyes, she was different. Prue loved escaping the manor once in a while; she, her sisters, her mother, and her Grandmother lived together in the family's home which was quite large considering the Halliwells were a middle class family.
"Prue!!" Piper Halliwell's voice called. "Prudence where are you?"
"Over here Pipes!" Prue answered.
Piper soon appeared.
Piper was the second oldest Halliwell sister; at twenty Piper was radiant with long dark brown hair that flowed down her green dress just above her bottom, slightly longer than Prue's and shining light brown eyes. Prue knew Piper had been envious of her looks when they were younger but now Piper almost rivaled Prue.
"Hey big sis!" Piper beamed cheerfully. "Phoebe's waiting for us at the Manor; it is her birthday after all Prue unless you've forgotten."
"I was just getting the finishing touches for her birthday bouquet," Prue defended holding up the handful of flowers she had. "Let's go."
Piper nodded and the girls headed home.
Their younger sister Phoebe who had turned nineteen that day greeted them in her prettiest blue dress with her light brown hair (that went to her waist, the same length as Prue's) was up in a bun loose ringlets falling around her face and her beautiful dark brown eyes.
"Pheebs sweetie you look lovely," Prue smiled handing her sister the bouquet and hugging her. "Happy birthday dearest sister."
"Beautiful," Piper agreed kissing Phoebe's cheek. "Where's our dearest youngest sister?"
"Oh, she went for a ride on Heartland, you know what she's like," Patricia Halliwell answered greeting her daughters.
Their youngest sister loved horses they were her passion and she was the most carefree and elegant of all her sisters. She was their half sister, Patricia had had affair with her Whitelighter Sam Wilder resulting in Paige.
"There she is now," Patty added.
"You say I look beautiful, I look plain compared to her!" Phoebe cried jokingly.
All the sisters turned to see a coal black stallion cantering towards them. The youngest Halliwell Witch, Paige was atop him. She had made her own special riding dress, a long white gown that she had cut slights in so it flew out behind her, making it easier to ride. Eighteen year old Paige came to a halt her long once dark brown hair (she'd used magic to change it to a fiery red which matched her personality) that went pass her bottom flowed out behind her making her look almost angelic and her chocolate brown eyes glistening.
"Hello sisters, sorry I'm late Phoebe, I got distracted," Paige apologized dismounting and embracing Phoebe.
"As usual," Prue teased.
"I'll just take care of Heartland," Paige smiled.
"I'll do that," Old Penelope Johnson known as Grams to her four beautiful granddaughters said coming outside.
"Thank you Grams," Paige said before turning back to Phoebe and pulling out a handmade heart necklace. "Happy nineteenth birthday dearest Phoebe!"
"Oh, thank you Paige I'll cherish it always," Phoebe bubbled hugging her sister tightly.
"You'd better," Paige taunted.
"I love you three too," Phoebe announced her empath power kicking in.
"Oh, Phoebe!" the other three sisters called embracing her.
The Next Morning. Halliwell kitchen.
Paige was making herself some herbal tea when Piper came up behind her.
"Good morning!"
Paige was so startled that it activated her power and she orbed, dropping her tea.
"Piper!" Paige gasped once she rematerialized. "You scared me half to death dearest."
"Sorry honey," Piper apologized bending down to clean up the remains of the teacup.
Prue came downstairs carrying a basket full of clothing.
"I'm off to the river to clean the clothes," she shouted and she left the house.
Phoebe soon joined her sisters in the kitchen.
"Paige will you be minding the shop today?" she asked her younger sister.
"Yes, I will take Heartland with me though," Paige replied.
"Very well," Piper said. "But be careful, stay away from the upper class people they are awfully rude to lower class folk and stuck-up," she added in a mother like tone.
"Grams and mother are out today," Phoebe interjected.
"Very well," Paige smiled rolling her eyes playfully.
"Well hurry up Paigey-girl the shop won't run itself," Piper told her.
"All right, all right I'm going Pipes," Paige sighed she took some money for her new book, kissed her sisters on the cheek and floated out the door toward the pen where Heartland was kept.
"See you this afternoon dear," Phoebe called after her. "She's such a free spirit plus she gets so absorbed in those fairytales."
"I know," Piper giggled. "It's her father coming out in her, as free as well...an angel."
The two sisters laughed.
Meanwhile At The River.
Prue was washing her family's clothing contently when she heard male laughter; she looked to her left and spotted two men entering the water.
The one that caught her eye was tall with dark hair and mesmerizing blue eyes (Author's Note: I think Andy has blue eyes and dark hair I honestly can't remember). The other man was also good-looking with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes but he seemed a year or two younger than the taller one who she couldn't take her eyes off.
"So, Andrew now that you're twenty-six who's the lucky girl going to be?" the blonde was saying as he sunk into the water.
'Andrew, now where have I heard that name before?' Prue thought.
"Well my dear naive cousin, there is no lucky girl," Andrew replied also sinking down until the water was just below his shoulders.
Prue's heart skipped a beat or two.
"Are you insane?" the blonde cried. "You have hundreds of eligible woman chasing after you; you're of marrying age Andy."
"Oh, Leonard I just haven't found love," Andrew answered splashing his cousin. "Plus dear twenty-four year old Leo we're all of marrying age."
"Neither I or our other cousins have found love yet but Andy do you believe you'll find love soon?" Leonard requested splashing him back.
"Cousin Leo, I will find the perfect women," Andy protested.
"My perfect woman is a kind, sweet, young Miss with bedazzling brown eyes, dark hair and even though we'll have servants I would still wish her to be a perfect cook," Leo added.
Prue smiled, that was Piper to a tee.
"Well, I would like a pretty girl, mysterious and sweet but a motherly-type," Andy said.
Prue smiled again, that was her through and through.
"You vow to find her?" Leo asked jokingly, swimming around with a grin.
"I will find her or my name isn't Andrew Trudeau!" Andy yelled and he and Leo laughed.
Prue's heart
stopped.
Of course, Leonard Wyatt and Andrew Trudeau! They were
two of four cousins, lords of San Francisco. Everybody in town knew
there was something odd about the Halliwell sisters but they also
knew there was something equally different about the four cousin
lords.
Lower class citizens were not permitted to be in the presences of the upper class folk like this and the Halliwell girls always obeyed the rules even if no-one else in San Francisco did.
Prue gathered up her now clean clothing and stood but just as she turned to leave she sneezed.
Both Andy and Leo looked across at her.
She fled.
Time froze for Andy he saw a wave of ebony-black hair, a basket of washing (very motherly) and face full of sweetness but also wisdom, maturity and a motherly nature. His perfect woman was real.
He jumped out of the water as she fled leaving his cousin smiling knowingly.
"Wait!" Andy called out to the woman.
Prue heard him calling her, his voice sang to her and her heart but she kept running unfortunately the lord was faster and he wasn't laden and slowed down by a basket of clothing.
He grabbed one of her wrists.
"Miss! Stop!! Please!!"
She obeyed him but wouldn't meet his eye.
"I...I'm so sorry my lord, I just wished to wash my clothing, I have three younger sisters who don't have time to do it sir, my dear mother and Grams are so burden my lord," Prue blabbered in a gasp looking at the forest floor.
"A real mother-type?" Andy asked.
"Yes my lord," she answered braving a glance at him before returning her eyes to the floor.
"Perfect," he whispered. "You seem to know who I am, who are you dear Miss?"
"Prudence sir, Prudence Halliwell," Prue replied nervously.
"Arh, the oldest of the infamous Halliwell sisters, middle class are you?" Andy requested with a smile.
"Yes my lord," Prue mumbled.
"The river is for all, why do you flee so?" Andy asked bewildered.
"Why sir, you are a lord, we are not permitted to be in your presence my lord," Prue told him a little confused herself.
Andy chuckled forcing her to look into his eyes.
"I know the rules but no one abides by them," he said.
"My family does," Prue said turning away from him, deeply hurt.
"Wait! I'm sorry, Prudence I didn't mean to offend your family," he apologized.
Prue faced him again and curtsied.
"No offence taken sir and you have the right to call me Prue my lord," she told him.
"Prue," the sound of it coming out of his mouth made them both smile. "You may call me Andy."
"Very well...Andy," Prue spoke his name cautiously.
"You are very beautiful," Andy suddenly said.
Prue blushed.
"Thank you."
"I would really like it if your family did what others do and not abide by the rules, so that I may see your lovely face again," Andy smiled. "At least to see my perfect girl just once more," he reached up and stroked her cheek.
"I wish to see you again also my lor...Andy," Prue confessed with a smile and she melted into his warm touch.
"Andrew!!" Leo's voice came through the trees. "Where are you cousin!?"
"I should be going my Grams and mother will be awfully worried," Prue said.
"Shall I ever see you again?" Andy whispered.
"Definitely...Andy," Prue said turning and leaving as Leo appeared next to Andy.
"Who was that?" Leo asked.
"My perfect woman, Prudence Halliwell," Andy answered.
"A Halliwell?" Leo cried. "But Andy they're...magical."
"So are we," Andy shot back.
"Yes but they're middle class girls," Leo argued.
"When you fall in love dearest Leo, class won't matter to you either," Andy replied dreamily.
Leo smiled.
"Let's get you home cousin," he said.
"Very well dear Leo," and the two cousins left.
Meanwhile In P4:Halliwell Family General Store and Diner.
Paige had ridden Heartland to the store and tied him up outside and was now behind the counter in the shop dressed in her nicest serving dress, a loose pink gown with slits up the side she made it so it would be easier to walk in (unlike her sisters Paige loved making and altering her own clothes because she didn't care what other people thought) and her hair was in ringlets down her back (thanks to magic).
"Is that all Mrs.
Redmond?" Paige asked the lady she was serving.
"Yes thank you
dear," Mrs. Redmond smiled and she gathered her groceries before
leaving.
Paige suddenly sighed.
"I need to pick up my new book."
"Paige why don't you go and get your book dearest I know how much you love reading, I will watch the shop for you," Genevieve the second chief called to her.
"Thank you ever so much Genevieve," Paige smiled removing her apron and grabbing her money.
"My pleasure," Genevieve smiled shooing Paige out the door.
"There you are Miss. Halliwell," the book keeper said handing Paige her new book. "Sleeping Beauty, Snow White and Cinderella all in one book."
"Thank you Mr. Tapioca," Paige beamed opening the book and reading it intensely she left the bookstore and made her way down the street. Paige was concentrating so much on her book that she didn't notice a carriage coming down the road as she stepped off the curb.
"Watch out Miss!!" A voice yelled but Paige didn't look up (so her orbing wasn't activated) and the carriage came closer.
Suddenly someone grabbed her and pushed her to the other side of the road. They both landed hard, Paige hit her head the other person was on top of her.
The person suddenly stood.
Paige looked up but was so dizzy and the sun was also in her face so she could only tell that the person that had saved her life was male.
"Are you all right Miss?" the man asked in a deep voice full of concern.
"Arh...I...I...Ouch!" she cried touching her head.
"Allow me," and the man offered her his hand.
She took his hand and tried to stand but her legs went from under her. The man caught her around the waist and steadied her.
"Careful Miss, you hit your head pretty hard, you should be more careful," the man told her.
"I am fine I..." she finally looked at her rescuer.
He was tall, nicely-built with thick dark brown hair and smoldering green eyes that sparkled like emeralds.
Paige suddenly recognized him as Christopher Perry one of San Francisco's (magical) cousin lords, she averted her eyes and curtsied.
"My lord," she stuttered pulling herself out of is grip. "I am so sorry."
Christopher sighed as she swayed and grabbed her hand.
"You obey the rules?" he almost stated.
"Why yes sir," she answered a little puzzled.
"You don't have to," he announced. "No-one else does."
"Very well my lord sir," she pulled her hands away, picked up her book and ran.
"Wait!"
Chris didn't know why but there was something about the beautiful brown-eyed redheaded women, something that grabbed at his chest causing him to have difficulty breathing, something almost angelic. He couldn't help himself; he needed to know who the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen was. So he followed her right into the local General Store and Diner P4.
Paige ducked behind the counter and pulled on her apron.
"I'm back Genevieve!" Paige announced, she sighed.
She couldn't help herself Lord Perry was in her head weather she liked it or not. His mesmerizing eyes...
"Wait!" Paige told herself. "He's of upper class origin, mother, Grams and your sisters always tell you to stay away from their kind of she could get hurt!"
She picked up her book and resumed her reading.
"Paige dear table six!" Genevieve called.
Still with her nose in her book, Paige grabbed the plate, took it to the sixth table and returned to the counter just as Lord Christopher Perry entered P4.
He smiled when he saw her reading before walking over to the counter.
"Excuse me Miss but I was wondering if you could help me," he said.
"Why of...Oh," Paige didn't dare look at him. "My lord!"
"I wish you wouldn't call me that no-one else does," he sighed.
"My family abides by the rules sir," she snapped rather icily, turning a cold shoulder on him.
"I beg your forgiveness Miss, I did by no means wish to offend your family's honour," he cried apologetically reaching for her hand.
"No! Don't touch me!" Paige called quickly.
He looked at her strangely.
"I mean no offence taken my lord," she added hastily.
"Miss why....?" Paige cut him short by, removing her apron, her book and yelling.
"Genevieve I need to go now!"
"Okay honey I'll lock up, see you later!" the chief shouted back.
"Arha! Excuse me sir," and with one last curtsy she left the shop and ran towards Heartland.
As she was arranging Heartland's reins someone suddenly appeared behind her in a swirl of blue orbs and touched her shoulders softly.
"Wh...?" she asked shocked and whirled around. "Christopher? I mean sir? How?"
"You called me by my name, wonderful!" he beamed.
"I'm sorry, but how did you?" she gasped.
"Don't apologize and I orbed here," he answered grabbing her wrists afraid she might run but she didn't, for the first time since they'd met she looked him in the eye.
"You can orb?" Paige asked.
"Yes my cousin Leo and I are both part Whitelighter," Christopher explained. "Please don't be afraid, I know everyone knows my cousins and I are magical but it..."
"I am not afraid of magic sir observe," Paige focused her mind on the lord's hat. "Hat," and using her power the hat appeared in her hand in blue orbs. "I'm part Whitelighter also my lord."
Chris' face broke into a handsome toothy smile.
"You must be a Halliwell then, you must be the youngest Paige because they say she's the most beautiful of all four."
Paige blushed.
"Yes, I am Paige and thank you sir."
"You have my permission to ignore the rules and call me...," Chris leaned in and whispered in her ear. "Chris."
She shuddered as she felt his breath tickle her skin and he saw it too.
"I am of middle class sir," she said but it came out as a strangled whisper.
"I don't care," he smirked as she shuddered again before he started stroking a finger down her bare arm and she sighed.
"No! Don't touch me please!" Paige cried snapping to her senses, turning and mounting Heartland quickly not noticing her book fall.
"What did I do Paige?" Chris asked picking up her book.
"Good day Mr. Perry," she said formally and took off on her beautiful black horse, her dress and hair flying out behind her.
"Good day Miss Halliwell," he said glancing at the book Paige had left behind. "Sleeping Beauty, Snow White and Cinderella all in one book," he read out before smiling. "My angel likes fairytales," he pocketed the book before orbing out.
Later That Night. Halliwell Living Room.
"And he told me I could forget the rules," Prue and Paige were both telling their family about their day's experiences with the two upper class cousins.
"All I could think about when I was with the most handsome man in the world was what you had all told me about how some lords can hurt lower class women and I now find out my oldest and most sensible sister has fallen for the oldest cousin of those four lords! Argh!" and with that Paige stormed upstairs.
"Don't worry Prue, she's just upset about leaving her book in the hands of Lord Perry," Patty soothed.
"You know maybe class doesn't matter when you're in love," Piper seethed. "I wish I could find love."
"You know Piper, Lord Wyatt described his perfect woman and she was you through and through, he's only twenty-four years of age, only four years older than you," Prue giggled.
"Oh be quiet Prudence!" Piper cried playfully slapping her sister on the arm.
The Next Morning.
Piper had promised her sisters she'd pick up some freshly baked goods for lunch with Piper's special homemade filling, so she had gone into town to collect them from the bakery and was now carrying them in her apron.
Suddenly someone ran straight into her causing her to drop her food.
"Argh!" she cried. "There goes my special homemade filling!"
"You're a cook?" the stranger asked.
Piper had yet to look at him as she picked up her soiled goods.
"Yes a rather good one," she snapped. "You really should..." she finally stood and looked at him.
He was a tall young man with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She had just snapped at Lord Leonard Wyatt.
"Oh my Lord Wyatt! I am so very sorry, I didn't know it was you, Oh now I'm just making myself look like a fool and making matters worse," she gushed. "Shut-up Piper!"
Leo laughed.
"Arh, so you're Piper Halliwell?"
"Yes sir," Piper answered.
"Another Halliwell, I have two cousins that are rather taken with two of your sisters Miss Halliwell," Leo smiled. "By why do you not curtsy but what my cousins have told me you Halliwell girls abide by the rules."
"Well I have one sister that is rather taken with Lord Trudeau and one who is a little wary and afraid of Lord Perry," Piper said. "And I do not curtsy for you because by what my sisters have told me you will eventually tell me not to obey the rules, should I start calling you Leonard soon?"
"You seem rather cocky Miss Halliwell," Leo chucked. "And it's Leo."
"Leo, very well I'll not obey the rules," Piper smiled.
"You know I don't blame young Paige for being wary of Christopher, he can be very forward and carefree, he is only twenty after all," Leo said. "But Paige needn't be afraid of him, he is a decent young man and by the way he was talking about her I doubt he would ever wish to harm your sister."
"Yes well, Paige is rather carefree herself but she is a very hard person to get close to, I mean she never knew her real father and she's been told by all of us that upper-class men can sometimes take advantage or hurt lower class girls, so being so naïve she's very careful. Paige is still only eighteen I'm sure if Christopher is persistent and kind he'll win Paige's heart," Piper explained.
"You don't think I'd hurt you do you Miss Halliwell?" Leo asked.
"No, I believe not, I like the look of you and my name is Piper," Piper replied with a cheeky smile.
"I like the look of you as well Piper, you are a perfect girl in everyway," Leo smiled back at her.
"Why Mr. Wyatt you have known me for less then ten minutes, how do you know that I am perfect?" she teased.
"I have a feeling," he beamed.
"Oh well I have a feeling about you too Leo," Piper whispered.
A woman's scream grabbed their attention.
"Stop him!! Thief!!"
Leo and Piper turned to see a man running from a shop.
"Hey!" Piper yelled.
The man saw her, grinned evilly and transformed into a demon.
"Oh no!" Piper gasped.
She used her power to blow him up but she missed and a stall behind him exploded.
"Double Oh no!" she used her other power and froze the street.
"What the?" Leo cried.
"Why didn't you freeze?" Piper asked. "Oh well no time to explain," she ran over to the demon.
"Time to die!" the demon growled and he sent a fireball at Piper.
"Watch out!" Leo orbed to her and then grabbed her and orbed her out of harms way.
"You're a Whitelighter?" Piper stated.
"And you're a Charmed One?" Leo answered.
"Can you handle him?" Leo questioned referring to the demon his arms still around Piper's waist.
"Of course I do this for a living after all Mr. Wyatt," Piper smiled and she stepped out of Leo's arms and moved forward moving her hands and blowing up the demon. "Now for my mess."
Leo looked at her expectantly.
"I cause the seen,
To be unseen.
What is done,
Become undone."
Piper chanted the spell and the fire and mess disappeared.
The town then unfroze.
"Well done," Leo commented. "I'm impressed."
Piper walked back over to where he was standing.
"Thank you so am I," she grinned.
He bowed.
"At you service my lady," he joked.
Piper in return curtsied.
"As am I my lord," she giggled.
"You were wonderful."
"I should be getting home."
"Will you at least let me replace your baked goods Piper?" Leo asked.
"Why of course I will after all I promised my sisters to serve them for lunch," Piper replied.
"With your special homemade filling?" Leo finished.
"Yes," Piper answered.
When they exited the bakery laden with goods a few minutes later Leo looked across at the smiling and lovely Piper.
"I enjoyed our time together today Piper, you're company I mean, now I know that you are a perfect woman," he said.
"As did I Leo," Piper nodded.
"Well I suppose you have to go now?"
"Yes I really must."
"May I see you again?" Leo asked hopefully.
"Of course you may," Piper grinned.
"Goodbye Piper," Leo smiled.
"Goodbye Leo," Piper added.
Leo turned and began walking away from her with a giddy grin on his face and a bounce in his step.
"Oh, and Leo!" Piper called running after him.
"Yes?" he asked stopping and facing her again.
"Thank you ever so much for saving my life," she said.
Leo grinned.
"It was a great pleasure Piper."
"I am awfully grateful and will forever be in your debt," and Piper looked around her, making sure no-one was looking and when the coast was clear she stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
"I don't think I would mind it if you were forever in my debt lovely Piper," Leo beamed cheekily.
Piper blushed bright crimson.
The two of them shared a lingering look before Piper whispered.
"Goodbye dear Leo," and she left.
Meanwhile Halliwell Manor.
Phoebe was leaving Paige and Prue at home and was going for a walk in the forest to clear her head, she was nineteen and a Charmed One so she had a lot on her young mind.
The forest was crisp and cool that day and Phoebe shivered under its shady branches but was enjoying her self none the less.
"What a lovely day," Phoebe smiled to herself,
"Yes a lovely day to die!" a cruel and sinister voice drawled.
Phoebe turned around just as a trio of demons materialized in behind her.
"Oh ho!" Phoebe cried.
"Oh ho is right sweetheart," demon one smirked.
Phoebe used her power, levitated in the air and dropkicked one of the demons before turning on her heels and running for dear life, the demons in hot pursuit.
Phoebe's skin was clipped and ripped as she ran through the branches of the many trees of the forest.
Suddenly demon one materialized in front of her.
"Hello sweetheart," he grinned evilly.
Phoebe kicked him in the groin and kept running.
"Oh help!! Paige! Piper! Prue! Someone HELP ME!!!" she screamed as she suddenly became trapped up against a tree.
"No-one can here you scream Witch!" demon two snickered as they surrounded her.
Lord Coleridge Turner was riding peacefully through the forest when he heard a woman's scream call out.
"HELP ME!!!"
"Giddy-up, come on boy faster!" the lord commanded his silver horse and they took off through the forest trees.
Phoebe meanwhile was trying to fight off the demons without much luck.
"Got you!" demon three grabbed her wrists and pushed her to the ground.
"You'll never get away with this my sisters will come after you!" Phoebe spat trying to get out of the demon's grasp.
"We're counting on it darling!" the demons chuckled. "So we can finish you all off!"
"Nooo! Let go!" Phoebe shouted.
"Not likely, now time to finish off the third oldest and the weakest Halliwell sister!" demon one drawled.
Tears flowed down Phoebe's cheeks and closing her eyes preparing for the worst.
"No you won't! Unhanded that woman!" a male voice yelled.
Phoebe and the demons looked up to see a tall, dark and handsome man with dark hair, eyes and a powerful and strong aura about him.
The demons chuckled.
"What are you going to do big man?" demon three smirked.
"This," the man produced a fireball and drew his hand back and threw it at demon three, blowing him up.
"Lord Turner?!" Phoebe asked in a strangled whisper as demon two pulled her up by the throat and held an athame to her throat.
"Hold it there Lord Turner or the pretty Miss here gets it!" demon two hissed.
Phoebe suddenly reached up and grabbed demon two's arm and twisted it before levitating and kicking him.
Coleridge blew demon one up and stepped forward to assist Phoebe with demon two.
"Duck!" he called to her.
Phoebe did so.
He blew demon two up.
Phoebe suddenly collapsed exhausted.
"Whoa!" Coleridge cried grabbing her around the waist and lowering her slowly to the forest floor. "Careful, you must be very tired."
"That is an understatement my lord," Phoebe said giving a small laugh.
Coleridge laughed too.
"You are very fortunately I happen along and heard your graceful scream Miss Halliwell," he told her.
"Yes I am Mr. Turner very lucky, thank you I am forever in your debt...wait how do you know I am a Halliwell?" she asked.
"Well, for one your powers, the demons called you a Charmed One and finally two of my cousins have fallen for Halliwells, you must be either Piper or Phoebe," he explained.
"I'm Phoebe sir," Phoebe smiled.
"Arh, I thought so," he smiled. "You may call me Cole."
"Very well Cole, thank you again," Phoebe said standing.
"My pleasure Phoebe," Cole grinned also standing. "Can I escort you somewhere?"
"You wouldn't mind taking me home would you?" Phoebe asked.
"Of course I wouldn't mind I would love to take you home," Cole smiled. "Allow me," he added as Phoebe's legs went from under her and he picked her up taking her to his horse and placing her atop him. He then mounted him after her, pulling her close to him and smiling as she relaxed into him.
When they arrived at the Halliwell Manor and dismounted Paige and Prue came out of the house.
"Oh Phoebe I heard you screaming in my head I wanted to come..." Paige bubbled embracing her older sister.
"Paigey-girl calm down I'm fine, I'm just lucky Cole here turned up when he did or I wouldn't be here right now," Phoebe said smiling adoringly up at Cole.
The girls noticed Cole for the first time.
Prue curtsied but Paige jumped into his arms shocking everyone.
"Oh, thank you so, so much!" Paige blurted out gratefully.
Cole smiled and hugged her back.
"My pleasure young Miss," he said when Paige backed away.
"Oh, I am so sorry my lord I was just so happy she was alive," Paige added coming to her senses.
"That's quite all right, Paige is it? I'm glad she's alive too, Phoebe is a very special young lady," Cole said grinning toothily.
"Thank you Cole," Phoebe blushed.
"You know Paige I have a younger cousin that is very captivated by you and I can see why you're a lovely caring girl," Cole complimented.
Paige flushed.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"And Prudence, my dear cousin Andy is absolutely head-over-heels for you Miss," Cole added charmingly.
Prue also blushed.
"I like him too," she said in an undertone.
"Well, I really should be going now dear ladies," Cole said.
"Very well," Phoebe said.
"Good day Miss Prudence, Miss Paige," he bowed and tipped his hat.
"Good day Lord Turner," Prue smiled.
"Goodbye Coleridge," Paige added.
"I would love to see you again Phoebe," Cole grinned.
"As would I Cole," Phoebe blushed.
"Goodbye Phoebe," and with that Cole took her hand and gave it a lingering kiss.
Prue and Paige gave a giggle.
"Goodbye Cole," Phoebe replied and Cole disappeared.
"He is positively adorable," Paige told her older sisters. "And he his head-over-heels for you my dearest Pheebs."
Nighttime. Halliwell Manor.
Later that night Phoebe and a very happy Piper explained their day's events to their sisters, Grams and mother.
"I don't think these attacks are random, I think they're connected," Prue brainstormed.
"I agree," Patty nodded.
"I guess we shall just have to be more careful," Piper said.
"And that means staying away from the lord cousins?" Paige asked hopefully she still wasn't quite sure about Lord Perry.
"No!" the three other Charmed Ones cried.
"Your sisters are right Paige dearest I think those boys were put in your paths for a reason, it may be safer to stay close to those young men," Grams argued.
"Well I don't want to get close to him; I don't want to allow myself to be hurt by one of them!!" Paige suddenly shouted storming off upstairs.
"This is your fault you know," Piper said to her mother and grandmother.
"Piper's right you are why she is so scarred against men," Prue added.
"Grams you're always going on about how much men hurt women," Phoebe piped in.
"And mother father walked out on you, and then you had an affair with Paige's father who she has never met," Piper nodded.
"That's why she believes no man will love her," Prue explained.
"We never knew," Patty said emotionally.
"Yes well, let us all just pray Lord Christopher can change her mind," Piper said.
"I hope he can too," Grams sighed as they heard faint sobbing coming from upstairs.
"For her heart's sake," Patty added.
Two Days Later...
Paige was riding Heartland through the forest happily when she arrived at the waterfall she halted him.
"It is such a hot day Heartland, I believe I would enjoy a nice swim and I'm sure you would enjoy a nice drink am I correct?" she asked her black stallion.
He neighed in reply.
She smiled and dismounted, leading Heartland over to the stream.
Heartland began drinking momentarily.
Paige smiled at him again before moving down the bank and removing her dress leaving her undergarments and she walked into the water before swimming out onto the rocks under the waterfall. She stood up on the rock and let the water fall over her and she began singing a song with her unnaturally angelic voice.
Christopher Perry was riding through the forest when he heard the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard, a voice like an angel's calling, calling to him; he directed his horse in the direction of the song.
He arrived at the waterfall and his breath was caught in his throat. He saw her, beautifully placed under the waterfall, none other than Paige Halliwell the woman he'd scared away three days before.
"I should go I do not wish to frighten her anymore than I all ready have," Chris told himself and with one last longing glance at Paige he rode off slowly.
But as soon as he had left two demons materialized in front of Paige.
"Well aren't we a pretty thing," demon one snarled.
Paige gasped before orbing near the water's edge.
"Not so fast honey," demon two smirked materializing behind her.
"Boulder!" Paige called and when the boulder appeared in her hand she smacked it against his head and ran into the water.
"Get her!" demon hissed at demon two.
"Heartland! Go get help boy!!" Paige yelled to her horse as demon two grabbed her around the waist. "GO!!"
Heartland seemed to understand and took off at a gallop.
"By the time help comes you'll be long gone beautiful!" demon two drawled.
Paige kicked him in the groin with her ankle and ran back onto the rocks under the waterfall.
Heartland meanwhile galloped through the trees until he spotted another dark horse atop her was Lord Perry.
Heartland neighed catching Chris' attention before going over to the lord and rearing.
"You're Paige's horse aren't you boy? What ever is the matter? Where is your mistress?" Chris inquired of the stallion dismounting.
Heartland nudged him roughly.
"All right, all right," Chris mounted Heartland. "Take me to her."
Heartland reared again and took off, Chris holding on tightly and his mare following.
Paige called another boulder to her and again threw it at a demon, still standing on the rock under the waterfalls spray.
Demon one grabbed Paige's wrists as demon two grabbed her from behind.
"Feisty little thing isn't she?" Demon two asked as Paige struggled ripping her undergarments.
"Maybe we could have some fun with her before we kill her," demon one smirked running a finger down Paige's face.
Paige bit at his finger and he pulled away.
"Good idea," demon two grinned evilly pushing Paige down.
"She won't cooperate while she's conscious," demon one said.
"Well we'll just make her unconscious," demon two answered and knocked Paige hard across the back of the head hard with a rock.
Paige collapsed onto the rock she was standing on, blood seeping from her forehead.
Demon one chucked and ripped at her undergarments.
Heartland came to a halt at the waterfall.
Chris dismounted, and then he saw something horrifying.
He saw a demon knock Paige unconscious then he saw both the demon's ripping at her undergarments.
Anger surged through him and he threw the demons backwards with telekinesis.
"What the?" one demon called before spotting Chris coming across the water towards them.
"Who are you?" demon two demanded.
"I'm your worst nightmare!" Chris snarled throwing them both against the rocks.
"Time to die boy," demon one growled producing an athame.
Little did they all know Paige was watching what was going on using a spell her sisters had taught her, so she could see and hear what was happening even though she was unconscious.
"Athame!" Chris called and taking the athame he stabbed both demons and they exploded into flames. "Paige!" he cried running over to her and kneeling down near the rock and dropping the athame, water splashing all over him. He suddenly got an idea. "Please let this work," he said and grabbing one of Paige's hands to harness her Whitelighter power he held his other hand over Paige's bleeding head. His hands glowed and she healed.
Paige woke with a start backing away from him holding her tattered garments around her.
"It's all right Miss Halliwell, they're gone," Chris assured her.
"I...I know, I saw everything using a spell," Paige stuttered as water splashed over and around the two.
"Then why are you afraid of me Miss?" Chris inquired.
Paige explained everything she'd learnt about men and how they'd hurt her and her loved ones a little reluctantly.
Chris listened and when she'd finished he looked down causing a lock of wet hair to fall into his eyes and he smiled.
"I'm not like that Miss Halliwell and if your father wishes not to meet someone as lovely as you then he isn't worthy enough to be of your kin," he said.
"After today I'm not quite sure," Paige answered quivering. "I was so afraid my Lord, they were going to...going to..." she couldn't finish because she lowered her head and began crying.
"Clothes," Chris whispered as he moved cautiously up onto her rock and Paige's clothes appeared in his hand. "I was here."
"I know but if you hadn't come..." she sobbed.
"But I was here and I will always protect you," he whispered moving closer to her.
"You will?" she asked still not lifting her head.
"Yes," he replied.
"But you could hurt me," she sniffled.
"Paige," he sighed reaching up and lifting her chin so she would look at him. "I will never ever hurt you," he soothed and handed her clothes over to her.
She looked into his eyes and saw sincerity.
"I trust you," she told him taking her clothes and wrapping them around herself. "Thank you Chris, for saving me."
"Anything for you Paige," he smiled getting off of the rock. "Can I carry you?" he requested.
She nodded and he picked her up.