Hey Everyone! How you been?

This is once again Paige's POV.

Sorry for the delay to this chap but it's here...and it's almost over. Almost!


28. Ghostly Apprehensions

"Yep. Magic…and seeing a couple of people we never thought we would." Phoebe announces, with the same glint in her eyes that usually leads to a lot of yelling and consequently us being in trouble.

The thought however is pushed aside as I realise what she is referring to. Or rather who.

"The spell to summon the dead." the words coming from my mouth in awe, like when a five year old spots the lollipops on the shelve in the sweet shop.

However my moment of overwhelming happiness is squashed, along with the five year old who has been told lollipops are not good for their teeth.

"I…uh, don't know if we should." Prue explains in her typical manner.

Me, being the five year child who wants the lollipop, shall now scream and shout until said lollipop has been successfully placed in my mouth.

"Why not? We don't have Hobo Harry hanging around, watching our every move. I want to see my mum. We have the power to and I think we deserve it!"

"Paige, I just.." Prue tries to explain but I'm still not ready to give up.

"That's right you keep my father from me, you might as well keep mum too."

Prue's mouth closely abruptly and she stares at me with the same hurt expression she had last time the topic was brought up.

"Paige." Piper sighs, while she played nervously with her hands.

"Fine." I huff.

"I wanna see mum." Phoebe states, standing beside me. "…and I wanna kick Grams ass for not changing that stupid custody document."

Despite my mood, I crack a smile and I notice Piper's mouth twitch. Prue, however, has managed to suppress her urge, which only fuels my anger at her.

"I think we should just wait. Maybe clear up this mess with Sevron first, you know call the police, file a missing persons report." Prue rationalises, yet she forgets I'm not very rational.

"Okay, while you do that, I'll remember to write when some stranger comes and drags me away as soon as we mention we're alone and have no guardian."

Prue's eyes flick to me and I'm suddenly aware that fact had been plaguing her mind for sometime now, probably trying to work out how best to keep us all together.

"Seeing mum isn't going to make that go away. We will all be taken away because I'm still not of age to have custody of you." she response.

"All the more reason we should make the most of it." Phoebe replies for me, as she comes to rest her arm over my shoulder.

"Hey Prue, can I…uh, have a word?" Piper jumps in, grabbing Prue by the arm and pulling her out of ear shot from me and Phoebe.

I look round to Phoebe, then back to our two older sisters.

"What do you think they're saying?" I mumble.

"Well, Piper, being the voice of reason and all round loveliness that she is, is probably convincing Stubbornzilla to back down and give us a tiny bit of happiness in our otherwise tragic and cruel life." Phoebe surmises, still leaning heavily on me.

"Did anyone ever tell you, you had a way with words?"

"Just you, my little Paigey Waigey." she smirks.

"Shut up, I've just got Piper to stop calling me Squirt." I moan.

"Well just like Piper and dear Prudence, I have older sister advantage, so you telling me to shut up has very little effect."

I don't have chance to reply as both Piper and Prue return, the eldest looking away from either myself or Phoebe.

"Who wants to summon the dead?" Piper chirps, despite the morbid topic.

I grin and then run for the stairs, noticing Phoebe was close behind, while Piper trailed behind talking quietly with Prue.

As I hit the top floor, I stop with a halt and hear a curse from Phoebe behind me. Ignoring it, I spin round to face all three of them and notice each had a slight worried expression.

"Sevron stole the book." I state, trying to explain my hasty actions.

Phoebe runs past me and heads for her room, while me, Piper and Prue follow at a slower pace. We walk in to find random objects launched around the room, ranging from clothing, school books and the odd shoe.

One shoe at that moment, came hurtling towards my face. I closed my eyes and prepared for impact…..and the possibility of kicking Phoebe's ass.

I was suddenly pulled across the doorway and found myself stood in front of Prue, while she had her arm across my chest, having just removed me from the offending shoes path.

I glanced up to her but her eyes were focused on Phoebe, who continued her search.

"Pheebs, it's not in here." she shouted to get our sister's attention, although I'm also aware she has yet to let go off me.

"It has to be." came Phoebe's voice as her head popped up from behind her bed.

"Phoebe, I don't think it is." Piper added.

"But…" I see the utter devastation in her eyes and I finally think we made a mistake with the whole granddad killing. We were given our powers to protect and we have quite possibly just handed over the most powerful item we have to evil.

"Pheebs, where did you find the book last time?" Piper asks.

Phoebe walks over to us, catching sight of the shoe that was just behind me and Prue, a sheepish look flashing her features as she realised the implications of that one shoe.

"The attic." she replies.

Piper turned and walked down the hallway. Prue let go off me and began to follow, while Phoebe and I hurried to catch up.

"Pipe, where you going?" Prue questions.

"To the attic. If Phoebe found the book up there, there should be more…magical items, we can use hopefully." Piper responded over her shoulder, before marching up the attic stairs.

"Piper, we are new to this and the ingredients…or whatever they are up there are going to be of no use, especially when we have no clue as to what they are." Prue replies, while we all make our way up the stairs we had been forbidden from using not so long ago.

Piper reaches the top and turns the handle, finally stopping to face the rest of us. "It's worth a look." she states before walking into the room.

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All four of us stand in the doorway and glance around the room. Finally my eyes land on the book stand near the centre of the room and I know instantly that Phoebe's have also been directed to that particular site, as a squeal of joy vibrates along the walls.

"Piper, you're a genius!"

I laugh out loud and look to Piper, who is blushing at the compliment. Prue smiles and slugs her arm around Piper's shoulder, before joining Phoebe at the book.

Soon orders are given as Phoebe directs us to the necessary array of items needed. We did have some problems dissevering which items were which but eventually we got there.

Now we are stood gathered in front of the book, while Phoebe reads the spell in her most confident voice, while I stand and tremble with every syllable spoken. A comforting hand is placed on my shoulder and once again I look up to find it belonging to Prue. However she automatically turned her attention to the circle of candles with a small amount of fear in her eyes.

My mouth fell open as slowly gold orbs and a swirling of bright light appear in the centre of the candles. One by one they clustered together forming into a non-corporal form.

"Grams." Piper beamed, seeing our grandmother stood before us.

Grams smiled to us and raised her hands at her sides, while giving us a small smirk, having must have sensed our slight disappointment.

"Not who you were expecting?" she mused.

"Honestly." I mumble but don't feel the need to finish my sentence as Grams smiles sympathetically at my comment.

"It's good to see you girls."

"It's good to see you too, Grams." Prue replies, although I detect the same amount of disappointment from her as there was from me.

"I would offer a hug but your kinda…see-through." Phoebe added, causing us to snuffle a laugh.

Prue folded her arms over her chest and rested her weight all one leg, staring at Grams challengingly. "…which means we are unable to kick your butt."

"Excuse me?" Grams eyes go wide at the words.

"Do you not watch us from Up There? Grams." Piper questioned.

"Of course but why does that constitute as a reason to kick my butt?"

"Grams, it's more to do with the hobo you left as our legal guardian. A certain Sevron." I add, watching the sheepish frown appear on my grandmother's face.

"I had planned to change that, you know. It's just, well, death never really chooses the best moments."

"Grams, you had years to have that document altered." Prue reprimands, which is a strange roll reversal for me. "Plus it would have been a damn sight easier, had you explained the whole witch thing."

Grams points a finger in Prue's direction as a warning. "Language, Prudence."

I suppress a laugh as Prue mumbles an apology.

"I'm sorry girls, I never meant for any of this to happen. I would have preferred not to be dead for a start." Grams replied, with a short grin.

"We would have preferred that too." Piper replies, not as humorous as Grams' comment though.

"Grams, do you know how the book got up here?" Phoebe asks.

"Me." Grams beamed. "I maybe dead but that doesn't mean I can't help my girls."

"You mean, Sevron never stole the book?" Piper questioned, earning a shrug from Grams as well as an innocent smile.

Okay, I need to ask. I mean we all could be separated and I may never have a chance to find out again….so, yeah I need to ask. Right?

"Who's Sam?"

There I said it, even if the silence is rather creepy right now.

"Oh Paige." she sighs in response and I feel Prue's hand on my shoulder again, squeezing in reassurance.

Grams moved out of the candles and suddenly became solid, as if she was living. Gasps left each of our mouths as we watched. No ghostly apprehension, no swirling lights. Just Grams.

She pulls me into a hug, which is completely strange by the way. I mean she's dead.

"I'm sorry you found out the way you did." she whispers.

"Me too." A voice floods into the room, followed by a form of a woman I can only recognise from photographs.

"Mum." Prue whispers.


There you go.

I believe this story has like one more chap to go and then it's done...well until the sequel.

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