Summary: Never underestimate the power of grief. After the fall of Utopia and the loss of Kyle, something doesn't seem quite right with Paige. Kyle/Paige moments aplenty, memories, flashbacks and…you'll just have to see…spoilers S.7!

Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, I'm just borrowing. No money being made etc, etc…More dialogue borrowed from episode 7:10 but only a teeny-weeny bit, and its not mine :(

Authors Note: Thanks to the reviewers of chapter one...muchly apprieciated. Hope you all like the next installment.

Title: Impossible Goodbyes

Chapter 2

"No sweetie, banana goes in here…" Piper waved the spoon towards Wyatt's mouth. As the small boy waved his fists grumpily in the air the spoon was surrounded in blue lights, when they disappeared the spoon was left, empty of the banana breakfast, "…not…" As Wyatt giggled, Piper looked up again, where there were now three lumps of banana "…on the ceiling…"

Phoebe padded into the kitchen, smiling as she saw her sister and her nephews at the large kitchen table, "Morning Piper" she said, "And!" she said dramatically, sitting between Wyatt's chair and peeking into Chris's bassinet, "How are my favourite nephews?"

"Giving Mommy a hard time" Piper said quietly.

"What?"

"Never mind…"

Phoebe grabbed the jug of orange juice and poured herself a large glass. Lifting it up to take a sip of the refreshing liquid, as the glass reached her cherry lips, her eyes narrowed in confusion. "Where's Paige?"

"Asleep I hope…" Piper joined her sister at the table whilst stirring a large mug of coffee. "After I got home from the club, I found her last night in the attic, researching demons…I'm worried about her Pheebs, she hasn't said a word about anything, the Avatars…" She trailed off, Phoebe knew what she was thinking before she said, "and Kyle"

Before Phoebe could open her mouth to reply, their little sister bounded through the door, and despite the very little sleep she must have had, there was a definite spring in her step.

"Hey guys," She said brightly, although she was smiling widely, her skin looked ashen, her brown eyes dull. Tied at the nape of her neck, her hair fell down her back, and bounded along with her, "It's so pretty out there today – I think I'm going to take a walk downtown to the market – ya know, the potion supplies are getting pretty empty," She chirped enthusiastically.

"Want any Breakfast?" Piper questioned, watching Paige grab her purse.

"Oh. yeah, okay…" sweeping over the table, Paige grabbed a slice of toast, and going to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water which she waved in front of Piper. "Gotta go…Bye Piper" she gave her big sister a kiss on the cheek, "See you later Pheebs, Bye-bye boys" she waved at Wyatt who waved back, this time managing to fling banana without the aid of magic.

Piper threw a significant look at Phoebe as they watched Paige fly out of the door, "See what I mean? Something's not right?"

"I guess, but it could just be her way of coping? You've gotta admit it Piper, she's wouldn't have be the only Halliwell to throw herself into a vanquishing mission after the loss of someone she cared about" Phoebe raised her eyebrows at her sister, who smiled backknowingly.

"It could be, but I'm so sure it's something else – I know our baby sister is strong, independent…"

"Stubborn…" Phoebe added with amusement.

"But our little Paigey has a big heart, she cares about people, and she cared about Kyle – a lot. The girl that just went out of the door, she hasn't mentioned Kyle since…well, you know. You saw her, that's not the Paige that we know. I know she's hurting but she's not grieving, Phoebe…Phoebe"

Piper's words were left floating in the background as Phoebe recalled a still familiar memory.

Paige stood in front of the mirror, self consciously smoothing down the material of her black dress. The midnight black, against her skin gave it a pearly quality. Her large brown eyes peeking out from the curls that framed her face, and the cherry lips that poked out from under them pulled into a pout of concentration.

She couldn't help but grin at her little baby sister, looking very grown up. Paige, spying her sister, grinning goofily over her shoulder, swung round and looked at her directly in the eye.

"For the last time Pheebs, I'm not wearing the green shirt!"

"No silly, though, I still stand by the green shirt," Paige could barely suppress the eye-roll, which looked very odd from under her pretty eyelashes, impeccably curled for the occasion. "Here - " Phoebe held out her palm towards Paige, "They'll match the sparkle on your dress"

"Thanks Phoebe they're, sooo pretty" Paige was visibly moved by such a regular sisterly gesture, never quite forgetting what it was like to be an only child, alone in the world, she cherished the small things, just as she cherished the sisters who had been brought into her life.

"S'okay, Paigey" Phoebe enthusiastically enveloped her sister in a huge hug.

"Uh. Phweebs. Nwed. Swum. Awair." As her sister let her go she took in a huge gulp of much needed air, "Alright, Huggy bear, go smudge make up somewhere else. You're making me more nervous than I am already. And I got more than butterflies swimming around in here" Paige unnecessarily fiddled with her dress again. Phoebe found her nervousness adorable, it was almost teenage, first date nervousness. How Phoebe wished that she knew that she'd been a big sister then, to have been there with Paige through all of her milestones, and it left a small ache in her stomach.

"Sweetie, stop fiddling already, you look beautiful…and happy" And it was true, Phoebe could almost see the glow in her sister's eyes.

"Ooh I'm happy, I feel…" Paige blushed, as Phoebe began to giggle, but her smile faltered, "It's just…"

"I know, honey, but I think this is gonna work out…because it's too good for it not to."

"You think so?" Paige asked in surprise, it wasn't long ago that her older sister looked on Kyle with suspicion. Wow. If Phoebe had changed her mind about him, it had to be a very good omen for her and Kyle, the rush of butterflies suddenly got much more intense.

Phoebe smiled, taking her sister's hand. "Yes. Yes I do."

"Pheebs, can I tell you a secret?" Paige said shyly, a nervous expression crossing her face she knew that she felt this, but saying it out loud was a different thing altogether.

"Yea?"

"I think so too." Phoebe saw her sister, beam with happiness, feeling the warmth and happiness that radiated from her whole being.

"Phoebe…Phoebe…" Piper screeched worriedly, only quietening when she saw her sister return from her daydream. "Woah there sister, how's it going up there on planet Pheebs?" Registering the solemn expression on Phoebe's face Piper's own face darkened with seriousness, "Oh god, it wasn't a premonition was it?" Things had been quiet on the demon front since the Avatars and as much as Piper knew it would be short-lived relief, she awaited the next demon with dread.

Seeing her little sister shake her head she let out a visible sigh of relief, but Phoebe's pretty features were fixed with concern and realisation, "Piper you are so right …"

The kitchen fell into anxious silence but for Wyatt's babble and Chris's gurgles. Piper watched the contents of her coffee intently, chewing on her bottom lip whilst Phoebe fiddled with everything within arms reach until she was unable to bear the silence anymore.

"So what are we going to do then?"

Piper sighed, "What we always do."

"Be sisters?"

"Yeah, sisters…" Piper trailed off. She had a strong suspicion that this particular problem would only have a magical solution. So much for trying to have a normal life, normal emotions she thought as she said to Phoebe, "…with a spell."

"A spell?"

"Yea, Pheebs – think about when this all started, after we got our normal world back. Between the Avatars and everything else that was a lot of magical power floating about, and you know as well as I do that anything can happen. I think something has affected our little Paigey…Look, I'll go get the book and we can start looking, keep an eye on Mr Mischief and his little sidekick for me."

As Piper rose quickly from the table, heading to the attic, Phoebe's face screwed up in confusion. Mr Mischief? she thought. Watching Wyatt's angelic grin surface from under his baby blue eyes she smiled at the antics of her adorable nephew. Phoebe felt a strange sensation on her forehead, a sticky, damp feeling, accompanied by the smell of banana? Wyatt let out a delighted giggle. Phoebe followed her nephew's gaze to the ceiling.

"Mr Mischeif!" She rolled her eyes in realisation as some of the yellow gunk dripped onto her nose. "Wyatt Matthew Halliwell…"

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