You have no idea how much difficulty I had with this chapter, but out of the three endings I had, this one was the best, so I hope you guys like it! I had to switch break rooms for this one, because my friends are all in the other building, and I'll never get anything done with them around. I'm thinking about skipping speech class tomorrow, because it starts at 1:25 and my first class ends at 11:05, and I lost my flash drive so I can't use any visual aids. Plus I could care less about doing a speech on the Taj Mahal. Enjoy this last chapter peoples... you know, now i realize why i started typing of all my chapters before i post them. I don't count on everything that I should know I'm capable of....
Prue glanced over at her baby sister as she drove. Paige had been quiet since they came from the funeral, leaning against the window of Prue's car. Henry offered to come, even though he had to find one of his parolees and someone had to watch the kids. Paige forced him to stay and Phoebe and Piper said they would help out with their nieces and nephew while Henry was busy. Prue decided to accompany her, not wanting to let her be alone on the drive, and at that moment.
"Paige-"
"I know, Prue," Paige mumbled softly, "You're gonna tell me that everything's going to be okay and that I shouldn't feel guilty, but I do."
"It's not your fault, Paige, you didn't know," Prue said calmly.
"That's just it, Prue," Paige complained, "I knew. I just didn't know that I knew! I thought that dream was a little weird, but I just waved it off. I still don't even fully understand."
Prue did not respond; she let Paige continue as she drove towards their destination.
"She was there, in my house, right in front of me, you, all of us! I just- I-"
"You're confused, and sad," Prue told her, "You have the right to be, Paige. Your grandmother just died, and from the way you described the dream to me, she chose to spend her final days with you. She loved you Paige. She loves you."
"She spent her final days in a hospital bed," Paige murmured.
"But her soul, her spirit… it was with you, Paige," Prue consoled.
Prue parked in front of a building that seemed familiar to Paige. Paige sat up and looked out the window. When it hit her just where she was, she smiled.
"Ice cream?"
"Well, when we were younger and you were upset, taking you out for ice cream always made you feel better."
Paige smiled.
Prue watched Paige eat her Rocky Road in silence. Taking a bite of her own chocolate, she smirked at Paige. Paige noticed and smiled.
"What?"
"Nothing, I'm just happy that you're actually eating something."
"When have you known me to not eat ice-cream?"
"I remember after mom died, you were six months I think." Prue reminisced, "All you knew was that mom wasn't around, but you didn't know why. You barely ate for three days, and you were quiet as a mouse. The night after the funeral, I found you awake in your crib. I took you down stairs, got two cones and filled them to the top with ice-cream, and we woke up in the morning with a stomach ache."
"I don't remember that," Paige said, "but then again, I wasn't old enough to remember, and who know what the elders did back then when they took me away."
"It always felt like something was missing after that," Prue admitted, "I was only nine, but something didn't feel right."
"Well you know the elders, they have their reasons," Paige replied.
"That doesn't make up for missing part of your life," Prue said, "It wasn't fair having our memories of you turned into dreams."
Paige gave her a smile, "But you've got me now."
It was 2:30 in the morning when something drove Paige to get up and go to the manor. She decided to orb to the attic and set up everything and stood by the podium where the book of shadows lied.
"Here these words, here my cry, spirit from the other side. Come to me I summon the, cross now the great divide."
She saw the familiar gold lights twinkling down from the ceiling and briefly wondered why she was doing this. Who was she summoning and why? She knew she couldn't summon her nana since she just passed, and it was too early, but something drove her here.
When a figure took form, she saw the face of Penelope Halliwell in transparent form. She took one look at Paige and stepped out the circle with open arms.
"Oh, Paige."
Paige embraced her in a hug, letting out the breath she didn't know she was holding in.
"I don't understand," Paige said softly.
Penny grabbed her youngest granddaughters and looked her in the eyes.
"That's why I called you here, Paige. So you can understand."
The walked over and sat down on the couch. Paige faced Penny, waiting for an explanation.
"Your nana loved you so much, Paige. She was sorry she pushed herself away. She had made peace with everyone but you, and her only wish was to make things right with you."
Paige nodded, but didn't speak, hanging onto every word of her Grams' story.
"Both you biological and adopted parents and I in front of the council for her case. She was granted three days. She loves you so much Paige. She's so proud of you, and she wishes that she was there for you earlier."
"So that dream I had," Paige practically whispered, "The one with her talking to a woman?"
"That was me, Paige," Penny explained, "I don't exactly know how you tapped into that, but it doesn't matter."
"It does- matter," said Paige sternly, "I could've-"
"There was nothing you could've done, Paige. She was gone the second those three days were granted."
She wrapped an arm around Paige and let her lean on her shoulder. Penny kissed her granddaughters forehead and sighed.
The next morning, Paige woke up to the feeling of warmth all around her. She looked down at the twins, snuggling into her left and right side. Henry was lying next with an arm around her and Samantha, with junior resting on his chest. Henry turned his head to her and smiled.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah," Paige said, "I'm not great, but I'm feeling better."
They both looked at the ceiling and that's when she noticed.
"Why are we on the living room floor?"
"Because," Henry said.
He grabbed the remote with his free arm and pressed play for the DVD player.
"I thought you might want to see this."
She turned her head to the TV to find her four-year-old self, walking towards the camera with a big smile.
She sat up on her elbows a little. The twins both sat up and stared at the screen.
"What's this?" Paige asked.
"This," Henry said, grinning, "was in the DVD player when I went to put in Little Bear. I played it, and I must say you were a very cute toddler."
Paige smiled but chose not to comment; instead, watching the DVD.
"Paige."
"Nana!"
"Paige, you want listen to a story?"
"No!"
She ran off and out of the camera shot. The camera faced Nana Matthews.
"I told you, Mom," a man said, "She knows when it's close to nap time."
"You need to be stern with that girl. Keep her on a schedule," Mrs. Matthews said, "Paige Matthews, you get back here."
"No!"
"Paige. I swear…"
Paige leaned over and kissed Henry on the cheek.
"Thanks, Henry."
"For what?"
"For being here for me," she replied, "and for showing me this."
He smiled at her.
"I don't think I'm the one you should be thanking."
They looked back at the television.
"Paige, if you keep this up, you won't get a story," her Nana warned, "Stop kicking and be a good girl."
"I donwanna take a nap!"
"Paige…"
That's it you guys! Thanks for the reviews, favoriting, alerting and everything! You're so awesome, and patient! And I'm hungry, so I'm going to the snack machi- I just noticed I have M&M's. I feel stupid...