"Paige!" Phoebe called in the crowded airport.
"I can't believe she just took off like that!" Piper groaned. "I thought the girl had control of her White-lighter powers. Not getting our money back for that ticket."
Phoebe rolled her brown eyes and sighed. "We can only hope she teleported here."
"Well," Piper sighed, her eyes combing the air port. "Her powers going all weird, our dreams with Prue...She has to be here. Paige!"
Prophetic dreams were not run of the mill for the Halliwell sisters, but the three witches did experience them from time-to-time, and their youngest sister Paige being part angel was tapped into the mystical forces in a way Phoebe and her older sister weren't. Right now, it was causing some unwanted teleportation.
Meet me in London, that's what their vision of Prue said. What was in London? Aside from thick swathes of fog that made Phoebe recall all the Gothic literature she read in uni.
"Paige!" Phoebe called again.
"Maybe we should split up?" Piper suggested. "Tell me you have your cellphone?"
"Call me if you find her," she said.
The sisters split up. Phoebe worked her way to the crowd to find a large group of people by the luggage carousel. Many of them were Paige's age, and when she strained her ears to listen she could understand that the kids were all American, but nothing else.
"Besides," said the petite blonde girl with hazel eyes. "Slayers don't travel light."
"By which she means Buffy doesn't travel light,' said the youngest, a girl around fourteen with long brown hair and blue eyes.
"I'm starting to think this should have been a grown-ups only trip," the blonde rolled her eyes.
"Oh, dear lord," said the middle-aged man with glasses, he was British. "Is this what your mother deals with daily?"
"Hey," a girl with short red hair looked at Phoebe. She was...powerful. Phoebe could sense it. "Is-erm-everything alright?"
"Actually," she said addressing what seemed to be a giant family. "I've gotten separated from my little sister, Paige. She's about you're age, twenty, and American. I heard the accents and thought maybe-erm- have you seen an American girl about this tall with pale skin, brown eyes and black hair?"
The lot of them shook their heads, looking sombre.
"We'll let her know you were looking for her if we see her," the blonde said stroking the younger girl's hair. "I hope you find her."
"Thanks."
"Jesus!" yelled an American man with spiky brown hair yelled nearly leaping out of his chair. "Where did you come from?!"
"Dean," hissed another American man with long dark hair. "My brother is a bit jumpy from the jet lag, can we help you?"
Paige looked around the nearly empty restaurant. She didn't know the answer to Dean's question. She was on the plane, crammed between her older sisters flying to London. The men at the table, they were like her, American. What if she was still in California? No, they didn't sound Californian, but what if she was-and she couldn't just ask them where she was without raising suspicions.
The man sitting across from Dean knit his eyebrows over his peircing blue eyes, it seemed like the man in the trench coat was staring though her rather than at her. It made her shift uncomfortably. But she did recognise something about him. Familiar, powerful, something...
"You're not human," the man said rising.
Paige backed up. "Of course I'm human!"
"Cass," Dean now rose as well. "What do you mean not human."
"I'm not sure," he said. "There's something about her-it's almost, angelic, but-"
"Your little biddy's half celestial half-human, like the kid here," said a balding British man. "Low ranking celestial, isn't that right?"
"I-I'm just looking for my sisters," Paige said. "I was supposed to meet them at Heathrow. I've got to go."
The men at this table knew about the mystical world, and Paige had to get out of there. A quick scan told her no one else would see. She focused on the essence of Piper, her oldest sister. She closed her eyes and an image of her running around a crowded airport calling her name. She focused and turned into a white ball of light before dissipating and reappearing before her sister.
Leaving two hunters, an angel, a nephilim, a demon and a waitress with a fake name as witnesses.
