Paige had to call her husband and calm him down. He hadn't heard from her since the afternoon, and he wasn't thrilled about her singing in an unruly club.

"Honey, I'm with some friends." Paige listened to her husband. "They really need me. I'm going to stay the night and call you later." Paige rolled her eyes. "I love you too. Night."

Grams hugged Paige, "How did it go?"

"He grumbled, but nothing new."

"No matter what time it is, men never change." Paige nodded in agreement.

Kip entered the attic. His sleeves were rolled up, and he looked exhausted. "I've got Piper as comfortable as I can get her. She still has a fever."

"Honey, why don't you get some sleep? This has been a taxing day. We'll take turns watching Piper tonight."

Kip yawned, "Okay. Night. Love you."

"Love you." Kip trudged back down the stairs to our bedroom. "Grams, there's a guest room. It's Phoebe's old room. You and Phoebe can sleep there. Paige…"

"The couch?"

"No, we have a rollaway bed. Mom's had it for years, for emergencies. I'll get it set up for you here if you'd like."

"Thanks, Prue. I'm not picky. To be quite honest, I don't know how much sleep we'll get tonight." Paige must had seen my eyes and Phoebe's, because I had the same thought.

"Well, let's set the bed up, make some tea, and watch over Piper."

Grams had retired for the evening; she was older than before. She needed sleep. We made the rollaway bed for Paige, brewed some chamomile tea, and pulled some chairs outside of Piper's room. I changed the lukewarm washcloth to a cold one to keep Piper's temperature down.

"How's she doing?" Phoebe eased into her chair.

"Stable for now. Where's Kyle?"

"He needed to talk to the Elders," Paige had changed into a pair of my sleeppants and crossed her legs. "Wow. To see Kyle. He hasn't changed at all."

"Regrets?"

"No," Paige sighed, "I have very fond memories of him. I'm glad he is a whitelighter. He helped you and Phoebe, and me. I'm happy being married to Henry." Paige smiled, "Yeah, his name is Henry here too—and in law enforcement. He's a detective and gets paranoid when I'm out."

"You have kids, Paige?" Phoebe wondered.

"Not yet. We've talked about it, and now, if and when, we get our Charmed powers, that throws another complication."

"You did it before…"

"But I remember the problems with magical children. The loss."

I knew she was talking about Kat, who died early in life- like me. Paige isolated herself and fell into a deep depression. Kat's twin became Piper-fury violent, and could not find a safe outlet. Piper and Phoebe tried to comfort them; they knew Paige and Tam had to move on together.

"But there was so much good," Phoebe argued. "I couldn't think what my life would have been if I didn't have my children, nieces, and nephews. Yes, there were difficult times. Some days seemed to last forever, but the good outweighs that ten-fold. Prue, you're happy?"

"Very. Piper is an angel. When I was pregnant, I was always drawn to Piper's name and didn't know why. I guess I know now. My love of photography has me working at a studio downtown, and several of my pictures have been published. Kip, he's been magical since I met him. We met at Magic School, and he's half fairy and half witch. Kip's mother doesn't visit a lot, and his father died years back. It's been just us for ten years now—married seven. You find anyone inspiring, Phoebs?"

Phoebe thought for a moment. "No one has spiked my interests-nothing as strong as I remember with Cole and Coop. I guess my subconscious is looking for that connection again." Paige and I just nodded understanding what she meant. "I'm going for a refill. Anyone want some?"

I nodded and Paige offered, "I'll go help you. Prue, you can check on Piper." Paige grabbed my tea cup and followed Phoebe down the stairs.

Piper's room was illuminated with pink light highlighting the white ruffles everywhere. A giant mountain of stuffed animals covered one corner and a wooden doll house in another. She lay still, and her chest slowly raised and fell. I stroked her face as tears started to trickle down my face.

"Prue?" Paige had entered the room with Prue's refill. I turned around, and Paige saw my tears. Today had been so emotional, and I hadn't released any of it. Like in the past, I wanted to stay strong for my sisters and keep positive, but after seeing little Piper groan in her sleep, my heart ached.

"Honey, it's going to be okay. Piper's only hours away. She always has a plan—even if she's just a teenager now. Piper will always be Piper—the good and the ugly, especially the ugly."

I sniffed, "Could you imagine Piper's powers if she had them as a teen?"

Paige giggled, "I would have lost more furniture." When Paige moved in, Piper in anger destroyed one of Paige's chairs. The foam, I think, is still in the atmosphere. "It would be great if we were here together again."

"We will—tomorrow and from then on."