A/N: Hey pepods, how you all been?

I have some spare time, so here's the next bit of my little thing...

21. Calling All Whitelighters.

"That's the last one." Paige sighed in relieve, walking over to the mound of crates and placing the small vial in it's place.

"Finally." Piper moaned, resting her head in her hands, while she leaned on the kitchen island. She gazed around the room, noticing all the exhausted faces silently agreeing with her statement.

Phoebe and Cole were sat together on one of the kitchen chairs and Leo was on another. Krolan stood of to one side of the room, while Paige made her way back towards Piper. Prue was sat on the kitchen counter, swinging her legs very slightly, being careful not to hit the unit below.

"I can't believe we've been going three days straight with these." Phoebe added, also noticing the tiredness of the people surrounding her.

"I know, imagine the gas bill." Prue replied, jumping of the counter top and moving next to Piper.

"So, what now?" Cole asked.

Prue sighed, "We wait."

"By the way, where exactly is this going to take place? It's not like we can have this epic battle on our front lawn." Phoebe observed.

"Yeah, the neighbours ask too many questions as it is." Paige added with a small smile, as she leaned on Prue's shoulder.

"Too bad we can't use Golden Gate Park…" Leo answered joining the conversation. "..It's got the clearing and the trees would be ideal."

"It would.." Piper agreed, "..but it's got exposure written all over it."

"I can help with that." Krolan announced, stepping into the room further. "Evil doesn't want magic exposed as much as us, so both sides could have an equal counterpart to recite a few spells to keep the battle hidden."

"Would that actually work? People would still be there." Phoebe replied a little sceptical about the idea.

Krolan shrugged. "It would depend on the spells they choose. However they would more than likely choose ones that would deterrent people from the place, cause them turn away before entering."

"Wow, where can we get one for the manor?" Piper asked, to which the sisters shared a smile.

Paige turned from her sister and looked back at the Elder. "Would they agree to have the battle there?"

"We could tell them where…."

"…and they tell us when." Prue finished for him, "..which means we still have to wait."

Everyone smiled rather weakly at her impatience and in understanding. Waiting was hard for all of them. It meant the Source had the power at this point, something none of them wanted.

"What shall we do with these?" Leo questioned, gesturing to the stacks of crates piled next to him.

Prue looked at him, to the crates, then to Krolan. "Could we call a whitelighter meeting?"

"Sure, it wouldn't be too hard." he replied.

"Good because if we leave some here for us, we can take the rest to them to give to their charges. That way their prepared."

"Okay.." he nodded, "..do you want to go now?"

As Krolan moved across the room, Prue glanced to her sisters. "If it's fine with you guys."

"Don't you want us with you?" the youngest asked, slightly stunned.

"I've got this one." Prue answered.

"Are you sure?" Piper asked wearily.

"I'm sure. You guys relax, do…whatever. Maybe sleep." she told them all, just as the phone rang. "..and answer that." Prue added with a small smirk, she then vanished along with Krolan and all but one crate.

Phoebe stood from Cole's lap. "I'll get it."

When she noticed the phone missing from the kitchen she went to find the other. In the past few days, they had all become rather disordered than usual.

Piper glanced at the room, a little disheartened by the state of the kitchen. I'll clean later, she reasoned, holding back a yawn at the same time. "Well, I'm going to go sleep." the second eldest told the remaining people.

"I'll join you."Leo said, taking her hand.

"Okay." she smiled in response, leaving the room with her husband.

Paige looked at Cole and rolled her eyes, tilting her head towards the departing couple. "They won't sleep." she smirked.

The demon laughed softly, understanding what she meant.

"Paige. The phones for you." Phoebe called from another room.

"Okay." she shouted back, then turned back to Cole. "Um…thanks, for helping."

He smiled, "No problem, Paige." Cole had to admit she was trying, he could tell that much as she nodded and left the room.

Cole looked around at the mess that was left. Having demon flesh occupying the kitchen, they had regularly gotten take-out, much to Piper's disgust. Although none of them had much of an appetite with pigs feet and other ingredients being used.

He stood from his seat and began collecting the rubbish.

"Hey, whatcha doing?" Phoebe appeared around his waist as he was in mid-lean for a container.

"Cleaning." he replied, continuing with his current task.

"Stop."

Cole did so and turned to face Phoebe, who continued talking.

"We do that later. Prue said to relax and cleaning is not relaxing….unless your Prue or Piper, which we are not."

The demon laughed and placed what was in his hands back on the table.

"Okay, how do we relax?"

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"Hello." Paige said into the phone. She wasn't exactly sure who would actually call her, it's probably some sales person or something, she thought, not thrilled with the prospect.

"Hi Paige."

Her mouth dropped open at the sound of the voice. She hadn't spoken to the person in ages and now they call up out of the blue.

"Glen…" she stated in shock.

"Hey, how you been?"

Questions raced through Paige's mind, while she answered his. "I'm fine…you?" she was now annoyed at herself for being so placid about the entire thing.

"I've been great. Even better for speaking to you."

"Glen…why the sudden phone call?"

"I'm back in town and I wanted to see how you have been doing lately." he replied, loosing some of his cheerful demeanour.

"Why do people say that?" Paige pondered out loud, "I mean to call and to say 'see you' because to see someone you would actually have to come face to face."

Glen laughed at her ramble. "I've missed you."

"You didn't have to. If you had stuck around after you found out I was a witch." she had been waiting for sometime to give her best friend an earful. Now was the perfect time.

"Paige." he sighed.

"Don't Paige me. I find my family, then that we are witches with magical powers and then you are gone, sending the odd postcard from time to time. I thought you'd always be there Glen."

"How are your sisters?" he asked in response. The mortal had met them a few times and found them to be cool, a little overbearing, but he understood. They had recently found their baby sister.

"They're fine…well not really. Glen stop changing the subject." Paige replied, getting frustrated.

Glen sighed, "I'm sorry Paige, I honestly am. I was offered to go travelling and…well…it was all a little too much."

"Too much. Imagine being me." she shot back.

"Paige, please, I'm sorry. I was hoping we could meet up and talk."

"I don't know, Glen." she answered, What am I saying? of course I want to.

"Please." he begged sweetly.

"Are you going to ran out on me?"

"No, I'm all yours." Glen laughed, causing Paige to smile. She had to admit she had missed him.

"Come to the manor and we'll catch up."

"Great, I'll be about half an hour."

The youngest Charmed One grinned. "You better be."

"I will. Paige, I have missed you."

"Yeah, I admit, I've missed you too."

Again he laughed, more at the reluctance of wanting to tell him. "Okay, I'll see you soon. Bye."

"Bye." she replied, then hung up the phone and grinned from ear to ear. Finally Paige glanced down at her clothing and grimaced in disgust.

"Got to go change." she stated, bolting for the stairs.

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'Up There', where time moved slower, Prue and Krolan had just finished handing out the remainder of the potions. The whitelighters had been told of the location and shall be called when more information is retrieved. Then they watched as each whitelighter disappeared in a haze of blue and white orbs, leaving the witch and Elder alone.

"That was easier than expected." Prue sighed quietly, looking at the floor.

Krolan watched her for a while, noticing the tiredness and strain the situation was having on the eldest of the Charmed Ones. To him, it looked as though she couldn't take much more, causing him to feel guilty.

"It's getting too much, isn't it?" he asked gently.

Prue suddenly looked up, as she had momentarily forgotten that she wasn't alone. "I'm fine." she replied, expecting him to disregard the topic.

However that never happened as he continued to stare at her, wanting a truthful answer.

"I am." she stated, getting agitated at his persistent gaze.

Prue was aware that under his stare, she was slowly crumbling causing her anger to rise. One thing she hated was to be analysed, especially when she wasn't forthcoming with the information they were using.

"Look, I'm not in the mood, so can we just go back now?" she asked heatedly, moving towards the Elder, with her arms folded in front of herself.

As she got closer to Krolan, wanting to leave, she was surprised to be pulled into a comforting hug.

"You've got to have faith, Prue." he told her softly.

When he received no answer, it was then he decided to take her back home, hoping sleep would calm the tensions warring inside of her.

Moments later, they reappeared in the now abandoned kitchen.

Prue pulled away from his chest but still remained in his arms. For a long time, they both stared at the other.

Unconsciously Krolan lowered his head towards Prue, tenderly kissing her lips.

Pulling away, each mirrored a smile.

He lent in again, as Prue's arms moved around to the back of his neck. Both drawing each other in closer as the kiss deepened. Finally they broke apart, slightly out of breath.

She slowly untwined her arms from around his neck, instead resting them gently on his own, which held her waist close to him.

"I better get going." Krolan said hoarsely, to which she nodded slightly. However neither moved and after a minute, he grinned and laughed quietly.

"I should go." he tried again, but his body refused to move.

This time Prue laughed lightly. "Yeah, you keep saying."

He smiled broadly at her mocking tone and once more kissed her, not wanting to leave.

"Okay, I have to go. I have things to arrange." Krolan told Prue.

"I'm not stopping you." she laughed, to which he grinned.

Finally he gave her one more kiss, then lent in close to her ear. "You'd be surprised." he whispered.

As the words left his mouth, he vanished.

Prue smiled while she stood alone in the kitchen. Allowing for a brief moment to feel somewhat happy. Then it passed, causing the smile to disappear and be replaced with a frown. Her hand instinctively ran through her hair, as her rational mind ultimately made itself present.

He's an Elder. it repeated.

A/N: Okay explanation time.

Firstly I have no clue how big Golden Gate Park is, but I've used it purely because I had no idea where else this thing could happen.

Secondly, I'm not a big fan of the newer episodes I'm afraid, I prefer the classic Prue ones, sorry. Anyway the point is I'm not good at writing characters like Glen and actually Paige at times; so if I ever stray way of the mark, let me know for future chapters.

Finally we have the Prue and Krolan kiss. You all hate me, don't you? You happy GOATM (I'm telling you this name thing works, lol.)

Thanks to all reviewers and newbies; Kaydence Rei and Danielle87;welcome.

Mony19; what's gonna happen? lol. Thank you for your support.

Emelie172; I'm still surprised your here (I mean that in a good way) and I love the fact you are, thanks.

Okay I've rambled on enough, I'm now going to bed. Night all.