Hey thanks everyone for the reviews, just to clear up something I should have done first off : Chris is not Piper's son, I don't promote incest I promise! I should have rephrased when it started, it starts basically when Chris first appears and it follows some stuff during the season but not the "Chris is pipers son" storyline." Sorry if I confused you!

Paige lay in bed, she had never drunk so much apple juice in her life, there wasn't anything left in the fridge but apple juice, a lot of it. It obviously wasn't a family favourite. She had got it free from one of her last jobs which involved giving out flyers about their brand and they were generous enough to give her quite a few cartons, of course she was excepting money for her labour, instead she got apple juice, so she was determined not to waste a hard day's pay.

Flashback:

"Phoebe hasn't shopped yet." whispered Paige impatiently to herself, could this day be any worse or more embarrassing?

Chris suddenly appeared behind her, also peering into the open fridge, his warm breath ran down the back of her neck and gave her goose bumps.

"Guess not." he replied Matter-of-factly.

" Cheap apple juice it is then."

He knew Paige had slaved away in the mall shoving apple juice leaflets into hands, strollers and bags in order to try and finish the embarrassing job, it was rather humiliating, especially with the midget dressed as an apple mascot parading around beside her. He knew she hated it, he was watching her, only because he had nothing better to do at the time, and watching Paige making a fool of herself gave him peace..and amusement.

"I will have you know that Apple Juice has the highest amounts of sugar in then any other fruit drink."

She laughed at how terrible it sounded but if a sugar high was what was needed to keep her smiling, a sugar high was what she would have.

After all, they couldn't do anything about the demon until Piper and Phoebe got home, then they could all discuss it, plus she really just wanted to think about nothing.

End Flashback:

Paige turned over and thought about how strange it was to actually hang out with Chris, it was fun but it felt distant somehow, sure he couldn't tell her much about himself and that was a bit of a let down conversation wise but he was still cool to talk to, yet it was as if he was holding back even more then he had to. Maybe she was just imagining it, after all she wasn't the empath and she didn't know enough of his character to judge.

They were like the twin brother and sister of the family as they hung out together the most, which wasn't that often but when it came to Chris that was a lot as he usually kept to himself and only appeared when absolutely necessary. Or he'd hang around and brood but rarely say anything, or anything worth listening to.

Although lately he was easing off the "I am a forty year old man with neurosis trapped in a twenty year old routine." It was better, and even Phoebe and Piper who were still suspicious began to relax a bit more around him.

Although whether hers and Chris's relationship was completely platonic was different. Its not like she wanted him, but she forgot the pleasures of subtle flirting that they often engaged in. Besides it not like it went anywhere, after all she was lived in a house of women and he was inaccessible to everyone but witches or magic folk and so of course they were going to test the boundaries a little bit, but only verbally, she never thought about it any other way, well not really, the thought had crossed her mind but not in a serious or realistic way.

Then as she lay staring restlessly at the ceiling she felt like she had been hit over the head, she gasped in panic as she remembered the rest of the night and what happened during and after the sugar high. If only she could conveniently forget the sour parts of her stories, at least then she could sleep, now there was just no way.

Flashback

"Wow I never saw you as the oddball, brace wearing rebellious teenager!" Chris looked up thoughtfully and begin to laugh.

Paige couldn't help but giggle a bit too, she couldn't help but laugh, the good humour just entered and exited her body like oxygen.

She slapped him lightly on the arm.

" I never said I was an oddball, just a little…a little 'alternative' if you must know. And why can't you imagine that, I bet most teenagers are rebellious and wear braces at some point. After all, my teeth have reaped the rewards."

She flashed him her pearly white straight teeth and he lifted his eyebrows approvingly.

"Alternative. Right." The acknowledgement was laced with doubt and mocking but he left the statement in the air for a moment before replying.

" I just thought you would be the typical cheerleader or honour student, I mean you are so passionate about being a witch and when you were a social worker, I just thought it would have been carried on from high school. Besides, don't you have to be ugly to be an oddball?" His eyebrow raised slightly. Was this a challenge?

Paige snorted and continuing to chuckle at the complete misjudgement of her academic years, if you could call them 'academic'.

"Ugly, to be an oddball? No way! And please let me correct you by saying I was alternative!" She slapped him quickly before stopping mid - beating.

Then she raised her eyebrows in surprise, " So you think I was pretty in high school?"

Chris looked stunned and slightly speechless, as if someone had embarrassed the hell out of him.

" No how could I assume that, I didn't know you then." His words struggled out clumsily and if he had been on trial it was easy to tell he was guilty as charged.

Paige was loving the fact Chris had let his guard down and she could tease and mock him for once.

"So if you don't assume it then, you must assume it now, you must think I am pretty now to believe I could have been pretty then!"

Chris was confused as the apple juice seemed to absorb into his brain and make him forget what they were talking about.

"Um no, I, I just thought you were average looking." He knew he was lying through his teeth but to let his guard down twice around Paige was not to be suffered easily and his face was stony and rigid as if to reflect the truth of his words in case his lie was obvious to her.

Paige looked slightly wounded and she seemed to lose her playfulness and confidence. She just sat and drunk the rest of her apple juice without looking at him, he did the same and wished he had rephrased his answer to be more complimentary and more truthful about how average looking she really wasn't.

Then she looked at him again and began laughing. " wow, it's weird, you must be the only man or er white lighter or whatever to call a girl average looking to her face!"

She smiled broadly " Well your like family anyhow so I will let it go." This was also a lie, she hadn't let it go but she didn't want to let Chris now he had hurt her.

She yawned as her pink halter neck slipped up to show her midriff and Chris felt decisively nervous and annoyed at her last comment. He wasn't family, although he was taken for granted like it sometimes.

" I am going to go to bed now."

"Its like 7:00pm, what are you tired from doing nothing all day?"

Paige considered the comment and although she didn't usually mind Chris criticizing her, she didn't want to be around him anymore.

"So? I want to get an early night." She looked at him sleepily but trying to glare.

Chris looked at her questioningly and she realised every time he looked worried for her, she would feel continually light headed, or was it the sugar? She turned her back on him and strode purposefully upstairs, she might orb out later and get some food, but right now she couldn't face her sisters or Chris, she was an average looking no hoper, maybe not in the magical world. Different story in the 'real world'.

As she lay sprawled out on her bed in her dark room in her Pjs, she wondered what her life would be life if she hadn't become a charmed one. Just as she was about to doze off to sleep Chris orbed in, the blue light in the darkness immediately caught her attention but she did not move her body. His dark figure stood in the corner of the room and he looked positively sexy, Paige sighed almost ashamed and embarrassed to be with him now he thought she was nothing special.

"You should really learn to knock and enter like everyone else, orbing into my bedroom is an invasion of my privacy." She sat up at the end of her bed.

"Spare me." He said exasperated.

She stood up angrily and met his figure at the end of the dark room. Chris couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of her eyes when they were angry, even in the dark.

"What is your problem Chris and why the hell are you -" and he kissed her. He grabbed her waist and pulled her to him and kissed her passionately, their tongues entwined. It had never felt more right and she returned the kiss, but couldn't be with the most wrong person. She pulled away momentarily and took in a deep breath as the quickness and surprise of what had just happened dawned on her. Chris seemed to have realised it was a mistake too.

He had just orbed into her room with the single purpose of making her his and he hadn't thought it through. It was not like him.

They both stood in the darkness only their deep breathing and heartbeats could be heard. Then her instincts or impulses or whatever it is that made her act without her brain's permission, kicked in. She pushed him over to the bed and he fell over the front of it in surprise and landed lightly on duvet. She moved on top of him and buried her mouth deep into his, she didn't want to go to sleep alone and miserable again. They stayed there in silent delight as they wrapped their arms around each other.

"No - Paige" Chris was trying to stop what was happening, what he started, but his body was conflicted. His mind was screaming no but his heart was screaming yes, and he could not get his mouth free to speak coherently. Which should win? His head or his heart? His head won, but only slightly. After all, he didn't come here to be liked or fall in love, he came here to save the future and do what's right and this would surely complicate matters and change things. Yet he somehow knew deep down, although it wasn't convenient it was what he wanted most. Finally unable to stop Paige, he orbed out from under her, leaving her dazed and confused.

Flashback end

Tears wielded in Paige's eyes as the feeling of rejection and confusion overwhelmed her and whatever her feelings for Chris, they were too much to deal with. Then she heard a click of the door and Phoebe and Piper had come home. She blocked out the immediate noise downstairs as Chris came distractedly to meet them. She didn't want to be with people at the moment, especially having to explain why she was at bed at such an early hour, she could see them in the morning, and hopefully avoid Chris. Although it was easiest for her as she could orb all the over the world, Chris could orb too, and so she was just as frustrated as every other woman on the planet trying to avoid bringing up stuff they don't want to, well at least she would do what normal women do when they need to relax or brood, listen to mellow music or songs about being broken hearted.

She switched on her discman and burrowed deep under the sheets of her bed, wishing the rest of the night would just slip by quickly. She knew Chris knew better then to let her sisters come up and see her, he was good at spinning lies and so this should be no different.

"All by myseeeelf, don't wanna be..all by myseeelf, anymoooore." Paige mouthed the lyrics groggily as she fell asleep.