A/N: Just to let you know even though this is a filler chapter I still had fun writing it.

Angelically Charmed: Substitute Witch

"You'd better hold on tight. I wouldn't want to lose you someplace along the way" Drake flashed his dazzling grin and slid his hand over Paige's.

"You don't have to worry about losing me" Paige shivered as she felt her body dissolve into shimmers sending them straight into the halls of Baker High School. Dozens of students buzzed around them oblivious to the fact that the duo had just appeared out of nowhere.

"Well that was simple enough now all I have to do if find Andy" Paige released Drake's arm and placed one hand on her hip, letting her long brown locks whip around as she looked for the younger version of her brother-in-law.

"But can't I just go for a little while? I promise nobody will ever know that I'm there. I'll get a dress and totally fit in"

"That's the problem" the unmistakable voice of Prue Halliwell replied.

Phoebe? Prue? Paige's nose crinkled in her classic fashion as she caught sight of a 13-year-old Phoebe Halliwell trailing behind her older and more sophisticated sister.

"Please, Prue, You could tell everyone that I'm your visiting cousin or something…"

Paige watched as Prue stopped and gave Phoebe "the look"

"Okay, so everyone knows I'm your little sister what's so wrong with that?" Phoebe flashed Prue her toothy grin, "I'll be with Derek and you'll be with Andy we can stay on totally different sides of the room"

"You're in the eighth grade!" The idea that some desperate senior had actually asked her junior high aged sister to the prom made her sick. "Does Derek even know that you're only thirteen?"

"Oh my God…Phoebe she's alive" Paige felt her heart clench as her sisters waltzed right passed she and Drake arguing in true Halliwell fashion. Tears started to spring to her eyes as she started to reach out, only to have Drake pull her back.

"With all due respect love, Phoebe isn't the reason you are here"

Paige blinked bringing herself back to perspective, "You're right" she sighed heavily just as a man in a crisp gray suit approached them with clipboard in hand.

"Which one of you is subbing for English Literature?"

"Subbing?" Paige did a double take. The idea of substitute teaching in a high school classroom was out of the question. Paige still remembered her own high school days and the thought of facing unruly hormonal teenagers literally scared to death "We're not…"

"That would me" Drake finished for her with all too eager response. "I just love literature and the names Drake"

The principal reached out to shake Drake's hand, "Nice to meet you Mr. Drake. The literature department is right down this hallway. Room 234 B."

"Thank you, thank you very much"

"This is so not happening" Paige rolled her eyes in disgust as she watched Drake skip down the hall. The man was so deviously happy, she nearly thought he was going to break out in song.

"And you are?" The Principal hinted.

"Paige…Paige Matthews" the witch swallowed remembering how much grief she'd caused the man when she herself had been a mere teen.

"Well Miss Matthews you are going to be right down the west hallway in the communications department, room 607."

"Communications?" Paige pondered the thought for a moment.

Yes, I'm afraid it's a senior level class however and well tomorrow night is our Prom and most of them….

"I get the picture"

"By the way, I trust that when you chose this assignment the substitute office told you that Mrs. Jenkins was the chairman and that you'll be needing to take her place as the head chaperone?"

"Yes…yes…they did" Paige's head bobbed up and down in an uncomfortable fashion as the man walked away. "Great, just great…I hated Prom the first time!" Gaining composure the witch coolly made her towards the classroom where she found several students already seated chitchatting amongst themselves.

Andy was sitting in third row, sporting a letterman's jacket and talking with one of the other jocks. The gentle witch/guardian couldn't help but smile as his handsome features. He looked exactly the same, only a little less rugged and streetwise.

"Bingo" Paige thought before clearing her throat and earning the attention of almost everyone in the room. "All right class, my name is Miss Matthews and I'm going to be your substitute today"

"Are you going to sub for Miss Jenkins at the Prom too?" A boy from the back shouted out.

"Yes, Yes, I am"

Paige watched as an evil grin crossed the young adolescents face before he slapped hands with the boy sitting next to him. "Great…just great…if it's anything like my prom, then I'm in for a whole hell of a lot trouble. I better find that letter and get the hell the out of here ASAP"

Briefly she looked down at the lesson plan book before the click of high heels entering the room distracted her. It was Prue. Quietly the teenage soon to be super witch attempted to slide past her yet undiscovered sister.

"You're late Prue"

Embarrassed, Prue started to stammer, "Yeah…sorry I had to walk to my little sister over to the Junior High but uh…how did you know my name?"

Paige had the deer in the headlight look for a moment…"I uh…just have a way with names" she said quickly watching as Prue and Andy exchanged glances before Prue slid into the seat next to him.

Piper stood next Prue watching her sister flip through the book "All right I am all for you making peace with Alyeia so that you can get Andy back but have you even taken a second to consider that the Source is going to want her back?"

"Uh…actually I haven't" Prue lifted several of the heavy pages and carefully folded them back.

"Well don't you think you should? I mean he and Dantalian were pretty much in cahoots with one other for Ayleia to take over the underworld."

"Actually they were lovers," Prue returned keeping her focus on the large pages, "So I'm guessing that it's the Source who makes it's possible for Alyeia to summon her mother in the future"

"All the more reason we need to be on guard to vanished his winged ass"

"Thud!"

"What was that?" Piper looked about bewildered as Prue slowly closed the book.

"I don't know but it sounded like it came from the nursery" Together the two Charmed Ones' sprinted down the stairs and into the nursery where they found Ayleia looking up definitely at the Angel Death.

"Your powers don't work on me" Death gazed downward speaking in a condescending tone. He then adverted his glance to Austin.

"No they don't but I certainly can't blame her for trying?" Prue stood glaring with one hand placed firmly on her hip. "What are you doing here?" The Charmed witch could only watch as the angel beckoned to her youngest. Obediently, the tiny mute angelic one burst into a set of shimmering gold orbs reappearing in Death's arm.

"It seems that Paige is indisposed of for the moment and there is work to be done. Now if you will excuse us souls are waiting"

"No you aren't taking my-" Prue lunged forward only to stop at the sight of Austin's gold orbs enveloping she and death. In a flash they were gone. "Daughter" she deadpanned with a look of defeat. A year ago she had fought tooth and nail to keep her daughter from becoming Death's apprentice and now it looked like Death had just won.

"It's okay," Piper's hand fell solidly on Prue's shoulder. "You k now he won't keep her. He can't…I'm sure that as soon as Paige gets back everything will be fine"

"Yeah" Prue said sourly flicking her green eyes to Amanda. "Why did Alyeia try to use her powers against Death?"

"She didn't want him to take Aussie" the eight year old replied gathering up the remains of their impromptu tea party.

"Unfortunately when the time comes I don't think that is something that any of us can stop," Eventually, Paige would move on from her escort duty and when she did Death would be waiting to take Austin. Prue raked a hand through her raven hair and spun one heel with Piper trailing.

"Prue…Prue wait" Piper shouted knowing that her sister had a sickly feeling begin to stir in her stomach.

At the end of class Paige smiled cordially at all of the students as they filed out of the classroom. "Bye, see you all tomorrow night" The observant witch was quick to notice Prue and Andy near the back of the line.

Andy naturally had collect Prue's books and had safely managed to wrap an arm of comfort around her waist. "Try not to be late for class any more Miss Halliwell" Paige tossed in just as slip of paper seemingly flew out Andy's backpack; white orbs seemed to accompany it as it landed on the ground at Paige's feet.

"Hmm…" Paige stooped over to pick it up, inspecting the envelope carefully. "The University of Oregon at Portland. Mr Trudeau you dropped-" It was too late, Andy was already out of ear shot. "All right what am I suppose to do with this?" The ivory skinned witches nose crinkled for a moment before she noticed Drake coming at her from down the hallway dressed in Shakespearian drag. Once the demon was donning a long flowing cloak with matching tights and a feathered cap.

"What are you doing?"

"Paige…I had a marvelous time…you won't believe what we-" Drake beamed grabbing her by the shoulders, "I think I found my gift!"

Again Paige's upper lip jerked upward, "teaching?"

"Virtual field trips!" Drake sputtered shaking the witch excitedly, "It was unbelievable instead of the students sitting there at a desk looking bored out their minds, they were applauding my simulation of Hamlet"

"Wait a minute you didn't use your powers did you?"

"Of course, I did" Drake chuckled, "but not so that anybody noticed" Before entering the classroom the clever demon had ducked into a janitor's closet and conjured a special set of 3-D glasses which allowed for the students to see Hamlet's demise live as it unfolded through Shakespeare's eyes. "As I said I think I've found my true calling!"

Paige wriggled out his arms, still clutching the envelope in his hands, "Great when we get back to present day San Francisco you can capitalize on it all you want. Right now we have to make a trip to Andy's house and then find something to wear to the Prom"

"Prom?" Drake answered befuddled before his face broke out into a huge grin. "In that case I'll need to brush up on my ballroom dancing!"

"Here drink this, it's chamomile"

Prue was sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace dressed in a terrycloth robe. Her long raven hair was wet and slicked back against her scalp fresh from the shower.

"Thanks" she told Piper as the middle witch took a seat on the coffee table.

"You wanna talk about why you got so upset when Death appeared?"

Prue pressed the steaming mug to her lips and took a careful sip of the warm liquid before consenting to speak. "I think Death still represents something I can't except." Prue said softly staring into Piper's deep chocolate eyes. "In order to get Andy back not only am I going to have to make peace with Alyeia but I'm also going to have give up my daughter"

Piper knew she was speaking about Austin, "Give her up? But you saw both Amanda and Austin in the vision of the future?"

I saw them die in the future Piper, and handing Austin over to Death may be the only way to save her life"

"Oh Prue" Choking back her own emotion, Piper leaned forward embracing the older witch in sisterly hug.