Here It Is: 11:30PM

"I can't believe this." Paige said wistfully, as she looked at a Matthews-Mitchell family photo that Lee had orbed to the kitchen, from a distant hallway. "I mean it's one thing to know that you've got four kids, but to actually see them..." She put her hand on her chest to feel her heart racing."

Had Lee wanted to, he could've easily left the room for a minute or so and his aunt would've never noticed; she was practically hypnotized by the image of her handsome husband, her four strikingly attractive children, and her smiling, quirky self.

Lee felt like a fifteen year-old Santa Claus, dropping warm, fuzzy moments down the chimney. "There's a picture of all of us out in the Sitting Room, but you can see everyone's faces better here."

Paige finally had a taste of what it must feel like to be Piper. Sure, there were some differences: Piper had gotten to know Chris fairly well, albeit under the pretense of a professional Whitelighter, before she found out that he was her second child. She had also seen him in the flesh. The same was true of Wyatt, both with and without Prozac.

As for Paige, she no longer had to mentally paint vague faces on abstract bodies; the images were right in front of her.

Lee gladly continued as the tour guide down his aunt's Future Memory Lane. "This was taken just last October in a pumpkin patch in Oklahoma. It was a 'pick-your-own pl-"

"Hold that thought." Paige interrupted. "Are you telling me... that our extended family... went all the way to Oklahoma to pick out pumpkins?"

"It's probably too late to say 'no' now, huh?"

"Uh, yeah!" Paige answered, relentless in her pursuit of information. "Did we highjack a school bus or something?"

"Mass family orbing." said Lee. "And it's JUST as much fun as it sounds."

Paige's eyes widened in disbelief. "Why the hell... did we choose Oklahoma?"

It took a surprising amount of focus for Lee to keep himself from fidgeting in his chair. "Did you know that Uncle H. knows all the words to Oklahoma, the musical?" he asked, as the image of his uncle's scowl grew more vivid in his head.

Paige flinched at the news. "I do now."

"Well um... He wanted to know if the 'waving wheat' really did 'smell sweet', so we've all gone every October since I was... I guess I was about six or seven, because Mom and Dad wanted to wait 'til I learned to stop asking all the ladies where their husbands' other lady friends were."

"Lee, you didn't."

"I was just trying to be nice!" Lee pleaded, convinced of his own innocence. "I feel kinda sorry for Mom and Dad though; telepathic kids aren't easy to raise, especially when there's a house full of powers for them to use."

Paige just had to ask, "So... are any of my kids telepathic?"

Lee tried to pretend the question never existed. "It's a nice picture though, huh? It was fun getting to see real hay!... And it's cool how it gets all three families together!... And Tristan can make a pumpkin grow as big as a truck... But don't tell Mom; it was really hard to get the farmers to stop taking pictures... And Steve made little blue glow sticks for when the sun went down... It was too bad we had to lie and say the toy company made them in more than just green though... And..."

All Paige had to do was give the young man her infamous 'who-do-you-think-you're-fooling' look, in order to get him to slow down. "Lee, it's okay; you've already answered the question." she said comfortingly.

"Darn it." Lee quietly huffed, having one of his mood sneezes. Within seconds, his face lit up again. "Wanna know who's who?" he chirped.

Paige smiled and put the picture between the two of them.

"Shiny!" chimed Lee.

For the next few minutes Lee delighted in introducing his Aunt Paige to the images of her youngest son, Henry Junior, her twin daughters, Heidi and Holly, and...

"So who's this handsome fella?" asked Paige, pointing at her oldest child: a son, perhaps in his early twenties. "Shane never mentioned him."

"This is Hunter," said Lee, as though the name itself would work a spell of its own.

Paige heard nothing beyond her future son's name; she was too focused on his image. Physically, he seemed to be a fairly even mix of both Henry and herself, except for one feature. "Where did those beautiful baby blue eyes come from?" she asked softly and slowly.

Had it been any other resident of the house, it would've been an awkward question for Lee to answer, but not so with Paige. "He's adopted," he said. "He's the biological son of one of Uncle H's ex-parolees. You guys adopted him after his biological father went to prison."

Though the circumstances surrounding Hunter's entry into the Halliwell home were unusual, and far more so than Paige had yet been told, she experienced only gladness. In a way, she felt as though she were returning the favor to whatever energy, angel, or being that had guided her to her own welcoming adoptive family. She also knew that Henry, though far less fortunate in his upbringing, would jump at the chance to be the father that he had always wanted for himself. That is, after he moved passed the fears that he would repeat the mistakes of both his biological, and various foster fathers.

There was one essential question that weighed heavily on the future mother's mind. "So... he's mortal then?"

"Nope," Lee answered proudly, "He's a Flashlighter too."

"Wait... Flashlighter?"

"Oh!" Lee exclaimed, having not realized the term had yet to be created. "It's a combination of 'Flash Flood' and 'Whitelighter'. Sorta like the 'Baby Boom' was; there was a huge population explosion of Half-Whitelighters once the rumors spread about Whitelighters having children with their charges."

Paige chuckled, "I'll bet the Elders just loved that."

"And how!" Lee replied. "But the punishments got pretty harsh for those whose relationships hadn't been approved." he added. "You've probably guessed by now that Maw Piper and Paw Leo were on the green light roster."

Paige smiled at the young man's endearing mannerisms.

Suddenly, Lee seemed a bit distracted. "Aunt Paige, did Uncle H. tell you anything about his trip?"

"Not really," said Paige, shrugging her shoulders. "He got the call from work late yesterday evening, but he was practically out the door the second he put down the phone."

"Hmm... Did he say when he'd be back?" Lee asked.

"He said it'd probably be tomorrow night." answered Paige. "He said he'd call me tonight and let me know for sure, but... here it is, 11:30PM and I've yet to hear..."

"Sorry for interrupting," said Lee, "But I need to tell you something reeeal quick-like!"

"O... kay." Paige answered cautiously.

"Just be sure that, when you touch Hunter for the first time, that Uncle H. is holding his other hand."

"Lee, you're not making any s-..."

"Hurry! Before he makes it to the front door!" Lee urged energetically. "Go go go!"

For the role of Hunter Phenris Matthews-Mitchell, I'm 'casting' Shawn Ashmore (aka Iceman from X-Men & Ged from Earthsea)