Hey ya'll! This ones kinda short, but I promise, the update will be REALLY REALLY soon! (like REALLY soon), because it's summer and I have nothing else to do. Totem has stuff to do, but I don't because I have no life! Yay! Actually, I will have a life, once I go on vacation... But not now! YAY NO LIFE. Sorry for my mini no life rant there... Now lets get on with thanking those awesome reviewers!

Paige fan- Paige? Do something stupid? Nooooo. Lol, well maybe... Well probably. In fact, I think it's something stupid itself, in not going out with Kyle...

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The-Cheese-Fairy- Yay I'm glad you enjoy it! Oh yeah, about the 3 beers thing, I said more than 3 beers, cause I totally didn't know how many beers it would take to get Paige drunk ;-) lol. And no, it probably isn't from experiance, unless you count the time I ate some of that rum cake, but I think that it was from lake of sleep haha ;-) Anyhoo thanks for the review, and I love ur proboard site

"Uh… Hey Kyle?"

"Hey there… flowers" He said, as she looked down. Paige sat up from where she was lay and rested her still heavy head on the headboard of the bed,

"They're lovely, thank you…" they were lovely, the yellow, and white flowers that he held in his hand, but why the hell was he bringing her flowers? "…You didn't have to," She told him.

He walked over and put them on the tabletop next to Paige's bed.

"You not offering me a seat?" He asked her as he sat on the bed next to her, without invitation. "How are you feeling?" He asked as he turned facing her.

"Better, thanks."

Kyle reached out his hand, and raised it up to Paige's face. She looked at him in confusion, "dude, why are you touching me?" She asked him, his hand on her forehead. She had to admit, it felt kind of good, and he had a warming touch, which she secretly welcomed.

He took his hand away, "They told me you had fever… seem fine to me."

Paige nodded her head, "Like I said, feeling a little better now" She was looking into his eyes; there was something in them that she couldn't quite read. "What is it Kyle, why are you sitting on my bed?"

"I was worried about you," He told her.

"I'm fine."

"Why are you being so defensive?" He asked her, "I brought you flowers which means you have to put up with my company…" He explained, "It's how it works."

"No how this works is…you'll tell me why you're here." She said, "What's happened?"

"Nothing…Hell, can't a guy come and see his work colleague?"

"No, not like this with flowers, which probably cost a pretty penny and…just this isn't normal work colleague practice." She explained.

"We have a practice?" He asked her, "Like a worker to worker code of conduct?"

"We do."

"No we don't." He said.

"Well we should get on, and top of the code of conduct list is no coming into…my room when I'm sick."

"What? I can come in any other time?" He asked, "Like when your not sick?" He smiled as she looked at him with rage.

"Okay rule one, you not in my room at all," She growled.

"I don't like that rule, and I highly doubt it's worthy of being rule number 1…"

"Dude, as much as I appreciate the flowers…and the wittiness…I'm semi- dressed, and sick and feel uncomfortable with you sat at the side of me. Plus I may very well be contagious."

"Paige, you said it yourself…you feel better." He smiled, "And you are not semi undressed…don't exaggerate. I was at the office all-day and realized that I was too worried about you to work. And you don't think that this is uncomfortable…move over and give me some more room."

"GET OUT KYLE!"

"What? I spent as you say 'a pretty penny' on the flowers don't I even get to make small talk and pretend that I care?" He asked.

Paige didn't know how to be acting right now, his smile – it annoyed her, yet calmed her, angered her, yet relaxed her all at the same time. And she was well aware that nothing in her head was making much sense at all. "Look, I work with you, this is unprofessional."

"Oh god, Paige I'm not doing anything…how is me sitting listening to your rants unprofessional? This is basically what we do at the office."

"OKAY, NOW YOU ARE STEPPING OVER THE LINE" Paige shouted.

"What line?" He asked her. He knew that maybe he was out of order, but he needed to connect with Paige, and maybe this was a drastic approach, but they needed to form a bond if they were to work together, and he wanted her to open up to him. Let him help her through the case not only professionally but also on a more personal level than partner. It's how he was used to working, and besides something about Paige…she was just different.

"The line I pre-drew many years ago when I started working…no colleague gets inside my bedroom…you are in here…therefore so past that line. Just go Kyle."

"Why don't you want me around? Not in the office, not on the case and not in your bedroom?"

"I think the last one kind of explains itself" Paige shot.

"You're a complicated girl you know that right?" He asked her, standing up – "And for someone with a fever you are being so cold. I know girls like you…"

"Well maybe you could go and annoy one of them- girls like me." She asked, "And what exactly is a 'girl like me'?"

"You're afraid" He explained, as if he was telling her something she didn't know. As if he was teaching her something - he walked in front of the bed and turned looking on her, "You're afraid to open up to get hurt…"

Paige looked at him, she saw that something again in his eyes, was it concern? She was unsure. "You're wrong," She said, just barely above a whisper, "YOU'RE WRONG!" the second time it was louder as she shouted at him.

"So what you're not afraid?"

"I don't do the answering of questions you know that." she told him.

"So what, you won't answer the questions I ask – like, where are you from? What's your dad like? Why do you hate working with me? Why are you so affected by the case? What music do you like?" He bombarded her with these questions. He was making her angry. She pushed the covers back from her and stood to her feet, stumbling a little – although she was a little unbalanced, she managed to stand her ground. It seemed that Phoebe's hangover cure had worked, though her head still hurt.

"Do you always push people? Till they crack? Do you always want to control them?" She shouted, "Hell, what makes you think that you can come in here and interrogate me?"

"Paige, look … I'm sorry…"

"There's a reason I don't do the question thing…because I don't want you to know Kyle - So stop fucking pushing me" She growled.

"You know what? I'm here because I'm worried about you…not because you are sick but because I talked to Nate today" He shot, "Maybe you need to start talking to me, tell me the truth, open the hell up so I know what I have to work with…"

"You talked to Nate, hell…If you believe anything he said, you're crazy" She didn't want Kyle to know exactly what had gone on with her and Nate, she didn't want anyone to believe.

"How about you tell me then Paige," He said, as he looked at the woman who stood in front of him. Even though she looked like hell he still had to admit, there was a warmth to her, he knew that right now he was hurting her, but he needed her to see if she didn't open up to this case… then this case would take her down and possibly could take down her career. "What was it between you and Nate, what happened?"

"Stop! STOP! I don't want you to ask me questions Kyle. Nothing happened between me and Nate, all you need to know is the case…and the case is all we talk about from now on!" She growled.

"What you don't get is this is affecting the case," He shouted.

Paige walked over and pulled her door open, "I think you better leave," She said, "NOW"

"Yeah…" He shook his head, and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to pass her he stopped and turned to look at Paige. He was standing in front of her now. "Hope you feel better" She just nodded her head. "See you tomorrow." With this he walked away – down, the manor. Paige just watched him walk away from where she was stood in the doorway of her bedroom.

"Hey, is everything okay?" Prue asked him, as she looked at the guy coming down the stairs. All the sisters and Leo had heard the youngest and the colleague arguing.

"Yeah… I should be leaving." Kyle said as he came to the bottom of the stairs, he walked towards the front door, as he opened it he turned back to Prue, Phoebe and Piper. "Tell her that …I'm…sorry" He said as he then left the manor.

Oh Kyle... What HAVE you done? Don't worry Kyle, we still love you (or at least I do), I just hope that Paige will still love you and understand... Come on Paige PLEASE?