From her office in the Bay Mirror, Phoebe Halliwell spotted a young man walking around. She furrowed her eyebrows when he walked up to her door way.

"Can I help you?" She asked.

"Possibly, do you know where Elise is?" he asked.

"She's in a meeting right now. Are you the new reporter?" She asked.

He nodded. "Clark Kent." he smiled as he walked over and held out his hand. She smiled and shook it.

She was about to say something to the newbie when a blood stained twelve-year-old ran in.
"Phoebe! I need your help!"


Piper and Leo were in the kitchen of the manor when Phoebe ran in with the little boy. "Phoebe, mind telling me why you brought a child with you?" Leo asks.

"Never mind that! Why is he covered in blood?!" Piper exclaims and rushes over.

"Krychek demon attacked my family. My brother and I were the only ones who escaped, but I had to leave my brother behind." the boy explained.

"Leave behind? Leave behind where?" Leo asked as he walked over and healed the boy's wounds.

"The future." He answered.


"So, you're telling me that this kid ran in there covered in blood, this woman took him, and didn't even ask a question?" Oliver asked as he and Clark stood outside the Bay Mirror.

Clark nodded. "Pretty much. I just want to make sure that this kids okay, now if you excuse me, I'm trying to hear this ki-" "Um, hi. Do you know where Phoebe went? I tried her office and she wasn't there."

Clark turned around and locked eyes with a brown-eyed, porcelain skinned woman. "Um, yeah. She had to go home early. I-I'm Clark by the way." He smiled, offering his hand.

She smiled and shook his hand. "Paige Matthews, I'm Phoebe's little sister."

Clark smiled at her and stood there awkwardly until Oliver cleared his throat. "I-I better go. See you around maybe?" Clark said before turning to leave.

"Wait! My oldest sister owns a nightclub called P3, maybe you could come tonight?" She offered.

Clark smiled. "See you there."


Paige orbed into the manor to see her sisters and Leo rushing around. "Everything okay?" Paige asked.

"No! That little boy I called you about earlier," Paige nodded, "he's gone!"


Clark walked into his apartment, hanging his keys up on its hook.

"About time you got home. Sucks to see your movie taste is still just as bad." he heard a voice say. He quickly turned and saw the same twelve-year-old boy from earlier.

"How'd you get in here? Who are you?" Clark asked.

The boy smiled and stood up, offering his hand.

"Ethan Samuel Kent. I'm your son."


As I put in my bio, I'm the original author of the Charmed Love of Clark and Paige. My password was changed on me on my last account, so I've decided to start over basically and revamp the Charmed love of Clark and Paige and put some new twists to it! Please make sure to comment and tell me what you think so far!