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Now she was sitting closer to him, and they were sharing their ideas. Paige felt a little bit better, "So, I think we've gotta visit Johnny sometime soon."

"I agree. He's not in the hospital anymore, but he's on constant watch. Has anyone questioned the mother?" Kyle asked.

"Yeah, I think Lila. She was free, so she was helping us with the case. She said the mother seems fine. A bit angry, of course, and also angry with her husband, she said he wasn't reliable." Kyle nodded, making notes on something. "I think sooner or later, we should get a confession out of Johnny."

"Even if Nate isn't the abuser, not that that's very likely… He definitely is hiding something from us." Paige unwrapped a piece of gum, and began chewing it.

"Don't you want lunch?" Kyle asked, looking down at the gum wrappers, she shook her head.

"Nah, not hungry"
"Well, I don't know about you – but I'm sick of the coffee out of that
machine down the hall, so how about I take you out of this god damn office
because I think we've got all we can from these files and we grab a cup of
real coffee on the way to Johnny?"

Paige thought a moment, but Kyle knew it wasn't about the coffee, he waited
giving her the time she needed – She nodded her head, "Okay then, black and
no sugar."
"Come on then" He was just glad that right now she wasn't closing off to
him.

"Your sister wanted to kill me the other night" He laughed, "All three of
them did when I walked out of that place"
"Yeah well you don't fight with just one of us" Paige explained, "We take
it upon our selves to tag it up. You take on one of us you take on all of
us," Paige took a swig from the take away coffee she was holding in her hand
as they drove threw the streets towards Johnny's.
"They're pretty protective?" He asked.
"OVER protective" Paige explained.
Kyle looked across at her; a feeling overcame him when he looked at her
smiling face, a warm feeling…
"What?" She asked.
He shook his head, "nothing" He looked back out to the street.
"No what?"
"I'm just glad we're not biting my head off right now." He explained.
"Yeah well…right now I kind of need all the big, strong, handsome cop
friends I can get my hands on."
Kyle laughed at this, "You want to get your hands on this handsomely strong
cop guy?" He asked, "You think I'm handsome?" he continued.
"Look, that guy wants to make me pay all I'm saying is that a strong cop
guy to protect you isn't something you turn down when people are throwing
out death threats. Don't get so cocky dude," She said as she slapped him on
his arm.
He continued to smile and threw a laugh he spoke, "Well this HANDSOME cop
has your back"
"GOOD TO KNOW!" She told him, more she growled it.
"Paige." He grew more serious now, "I promise I'll protect you."

Paige just glanced into his caring eyes, she hadn't felt this safe in ages,
she was court in something as she looked at him, court in his words – she
nodded her head – "Thanks" She smiled, meaning it. Nate was a heartless
bastard in her opinion – he not only cheated on this family, used her and
also beat his kid but he had threatened her - For her there wasn't a
question of who did this? But a question of how she could prove it?

"Okay well we're here" Kyle pulled the car to the roadside, his voice
cutting into her thoughts.

"So where is our little sis?" Phoebe asked as she walked into the living
room with the bottle of water and sat next to Piper on the sofa. Prue was
sat on the chair with a magazine in hand –
"Our little sister has yet to show." Prue spoke not even looking up from the
text she wasn't to interested in.
"That girl is going to break…she needs to slow down" Piper stressed as she
looked at the fire in front of her – "It's nearly half ten and she isn't
home…I mean what time did she leave?"
"It's this case" Phoebe explained, "It's ripping into her" she stopped
herself when she took a drink from the bottle.
"One question – why the hell are they letting her work on this god damn
case if she's so emotionally involved in it?" Prue asked now throwing the
magazine to the table where her feet were rested and looking to her sisters.
"I mean, that guy hurt her… I know neither of you have forgot about the
nights she cried herself to sleep and drank herself stupid…"
"She fell hard for that loser." Phoebe put in.
"Yeah and he used her and broke her… god, she'll burn out if she doesn't
slow this down" Piper finished.

"You know I don't get why she does a job like this…she literally puts
herself up to be hit with all this emotion". Phoebe began.
"She feels like she's got a purpose…she feels like she can help…"
"Yeah help others" Piper cut Prue off.
"You know she wouldn't have this any other way…we just have to be here for
her if she crashes." Prue explained.
"When." Piper corrected. Before anymore could be said the phone rang.

"If its Paige tell her to get her butt back here" Piper growled. Prue leaned across and took the Phone of the coffee table in front of her.
"Prue," She spoke
"Hey, this is Kyle Brody, I work with…"
"my little sister"
"Yeah, I know it's late but is she around to have a word with me?" He asked.
"Wait, she's not with you? On the case?" Prue asked
"No…she hasn't been with me for over six hours after an incident…are you
telling me she's not back yet?" He asked, he sounded worried, confused
and angry at the same time.
"Incident, what kind of incident?" Prue was worried now. Both Phoebe and
Piper knew something was wrong just by the tone of Prue's voice and the look
on her face.

"Hey, can you put another one in there and pass me another bottle?" she
slurred.
"Paige, I think maybe you've had enough… this is your last bottle and then
you give me your keys and grab a taxi or you crash in the office. Got it"
The guy who was stood on the opposite side of the bar to where Paige was
slumped.
"Mm, yeah, yeah…" She mumbled, "You know what, you're the kind of guy that
I think I should hook up with – a nice guy … a guy with lots and lots of
beer…" She smirked.
The guy had to smile, he slid another beer to Paige, "Damn it" He sighed,
"Paige, your drunk and your sisters' are going to kill me"
"No, no one kills you- you're my guy" She took a swig from the bottle and
placed it back on the bar.
"Yeah well some how I don't think my girlfriend will like you calling me
that"
"Yeah well it's a step up from being with someone who's got a wife" Paige
mused over that little fact bitterly.
"I'll be back soon just… don't kill yourself while I'm gone okay?"

He walked threw the crowed to the back office and dialed a number, and then
he waited for an answer – "Hey, Piper your sister's here."
"Oh god, thank you" She sighed in relief.
"Don't thank me yet, she's pretty drunk I'm going to put her in a taxi
after this beer"
"Thanks" Piper sighed, "I owe you, keep an eye on her?"
"You know it"
"How is she?"
"Seems a little down" He explained, "Don't worry, she'll be fine"

She reached for the door and pushed it open, only to find that the lights
were still on and the voices of her sisters and Leo were heard in the other
room. She ignored it and tried so very hard to shut the door quietly and
make it up the stairs but she suddenly felt the need for another drink. The
door shut less than quietly and she rested against it taking a few deep
breaths to try and stop her lightheaded felling. It was then that she
seemed to remember what had drove her to this, she reached into her pocket
and pulled out the torn photograph – and looked down at- looked at the image
before her and it made her angry. She didn't care if her sisters hared her
now, there was something inside that actually wanted to go into them and
fall into there arms and cry away everything –
The pain, the hurt, the confusion – it all-

"Hey there another late night?" Leo's voice sounded as he came down the
stairs, "They're worrying about you in there."
Paige tuned slowly looking at him, "I'm going to bed" She told him, she
walked forward hoping that she could hold her own weight at least until she
made it up the stairs but she really had drank too much tonight – having lost
count at the eight bottle and the fifth shot. She stumbled into him and he
caught her – "Wow, Paige"
She brushed him away, but as she continued something fell to the floor. Leo
watched her unsteadily clime the stairs before bending down and picking up
what she dropped.

"She's home" Leo spoke as he walked into the living room, "and something
tells me that she's not going to want to see any of you tonight!"
"Yeah well to bad" Prue stood up about to head of to her sister, but Leo
stopped her –
"Prue, she dropped this when she stumbled into me" He handed her the torn
up Photo.
Prue looked down at it – "Damn it…"
"What?" Piper asked worried,
"THIS" Prue held up the photo,
"That's her and Nate" Phoebe spoke
"I'll go talk to her" Prue sighed.
"Prue make sure you TALK… I know your worried but don't fight with her okay"
Piper warned, Prue just walked out of the room.

Leo walked over and sat next to Piper putting his arms around her waist he
rested his hand on her stomach. "Damn it…what's happening with her?" Piper
growled.
"Do you think she still has feelings for him?"
"Who NATE?" Leo asked
"yeah Nate…"

Upstairs Prue knocked on Paige's door, "Sis, can I talk?"
"NO" Came Paige's obviously drunken slur.
Prue just pushed the door open, "Too bad, we are going to talk…" She shut
the door and then looked at where her sister was lay on her bed, "I was
worried about you tonight, we all were"
"I'm a big girl Prue" Paige spat,
"Paige I'm really worried about you, we all are don't you see that?"
"Yeah, I see everyone's worried about lil old me. Prue I'm not up to doing
this now…" She reached across to the bedside table and knocked of most of
the stuff as she tried to reach the clock.
"Well too bad, what happened today? At work?"

"Kyle" Paige growled, as she lay back on the bed,
"You going to answer me?" Prue asked
"Can't CONFEDENTAL. Can't talk about the case"
"You can when it's doing this to you"
"Doing what?"
"This, god damn it Paige, you come home drunk and expect me to be okay…talk
to us"
"Kyle said you walked out on him, said he hadn't seen you since about
five…where did you go?"

"Park and the bar…is that okay?"
"You're hurt Paige I know that…"
"No you don't know Prue…YOU HAVE NO IDEA what it's like to see a kid in a
home where he's getting kicked around, knowing that there's nothing that you
can do to help without evidence. It's staring you straight in the face but
because I don't have evidence I have to watch over and over again as this
KID gets hit…and eventually It'll go so far that he'll be killed. And I
didn't, or couldn't do a god damn thing"
"You're hurting because of what Nate did to you, he hurt you Paige, why are
you pretending that you're okay with that?"

"Long time ago…" She said vaguely, "So long ago, and Prue it doesn't matter."

"Yes it does matter. It matters to you. I know it does." Prue said, stroking her sister's hair gently.

Paige threw Prue's hand off of her, "Stop it!" She screamed it so loud, that even she was surprised it was her own voice. She looked up at Prue, her head on her pillow, "Don't care so much…"

"Paige, honey," Prue's icy cold eyes were warm with gentleness. "Please tell me what's wrong."

"What's wrong? With what, me? There's gotta be something wrong with me. Something so wrong with me." Despite Paige's many drinks, her voice was still crystal clear, except for the once and awhile slur.

"There's nothing wrong with you." Prue said, a little uneasily.

"Yes there is! Oh fuck!" She lay back on her bed, turning aimlessly over the sheets.

Prue put her hand firmly on Paige's shoulder, and no longer sounded warm, "Paige, you need to stop this now. You need to take better care of yourself. You need to stop tiptoeing around us, as if the truth doesn't exist. Up until now, I've tried to be patient with you, hoping this would end, but obviously, you need a little pushing around first."

Paige sat up slowly in her bed, and turned to Prue. There were angry tears striding down her face. She looked at Prue with hatred, and to Prue's surprise punched her in the stomach. "I." She said, hitting her again, "Hate." She didn't even see Prue anymore; all she saw now was a blur in front of her, trying to get control of her. "You."

Prue's voice was hard, as she grabbed her younger sister's struggling hands. "No you don't."

Paige continued to punch her sister's knuckles, "Yes! Yes!" She said, sounding quite insane, "Stop lying to me! Stop acting like everything's okay!" She screamed.

Prue saw this as one more chance to gently control Paige, and if it didn't work, she saw it as trouble, "Paige, listen to me," She said, in her hard but all together soothing voice, "I know you don't really hate me." She struggled to get Paige's hands off her, "You have been having a lot of trouble, I know, and I just wish you would let me help you. It really doesn't help that you're a violent drunk. But I know you don't hate me, sis. There may be someone else, why don't you tell me who you really hate?" Prue asked, even though she realized she was on very thin ice.

Paige slumped into Prue's arms, hitting her head hard on Prue's chin. Prue winced but didn't say anything and held her baby sister's sob wracked body. She could feel that Paige's body was shaking violently, and she held on tighter. "Shhh, sweet girl."

In a sobbing voice, Paige screamed hoarsely, "I hate Kyle." She sobbed again and hiccupped, "So much."

This wasn't at all what Prue had expected, "Why do you hate him? Has he hurt you?"

"Yes, b-badly." Paige sobbed some more into Prue's shoulder, and Prue jumped a bit as she stroked her sister's hair.

"Oh my god, did he bruise you? Is that what this bruise came from?" Prue suddenly noticed a bruise on her sister's pale skin. It was black and blue and looked like it hurt.

Paige shook her head, "I w-wish he h-had done that. I-it would've been s-so much e-easier."

"Sweetie, I'm not understanding?"

"H-he made me love him. He made me w-want him. H-he made me m-miss him." Paige did not once pick her head up from Prue's shoulder.

Prue was surprised at this. She knew there was something between Paige and Kyle, but she didn't expect it to be like this. "And why is it not okay for you to love him?"

"I-I c-can't. J-just can't."

At this moment, Piper and Phoebe chose to creak the door open. They looked at Prue with one question flashing through their heads, 'what's going on?' They approached Paige and Prue as cautiously as they could, and sat down on the bed. Paige lifted her head. "No, not you h-here. I-I can't deal…"

For a while everything was silent, except for Paige's hiccups and trying to get herself together, it wasn't working. The other three sisters whispered amongst themselves. "She's drunk herself silly," Piper said in Phoebe's ear.

Phoebe nodded gravely, "Been there, done that. Boy she can hold her liquor good."

Prue hit them on the shoulders, "Guys, stop, we were getting somewhere with this girl."

Paige looked at them all with hatred, "So what, now I'm jush a head case to you? Something you feel obligated to fixsh?" She said, slightly slurring, and shaking her head, "I should've known better than to trush you."

7 pages! Don't you feel lucky? TBC lol. Well, at least she admitted something...?