Past

High on a hill, in the middle of town, a building very familiar to most people sat. It had been originally built in 1796, torn down and built at least five times since then, yet the original formation still stood, as a testimony to the faith of all those who attended church here, who had ever attended church here. The building now appeared to be made of marble and had wide stain glass windows and doors. It was a place of worship. Inside were the familiar hard bench seats in which the congregation sat to hear the inspirational words of their preacher. This was also the place that a young mother with her lover had dropped off a beautiful forbidden baby girl wrapped in a yellow blanket the borne the letter 'P'.

Patricia 'Patty' Halliwell had kept the little girl for one week. She had had one week in which her family was complete and whole. One week in which to enjoy her whole family, her four beautiful daughters, her mother, and her whitelighter lover. One week that she had cherished more than any other before or since in her all too short life. That one week, she had nearly jumped out of her body any time the Elders had jingled for her lover. Patty and Penny had taken only one picture of her daughter that she didn't name. In was in a locket that she always wore, on the back written simply had been 'Baby' P. Halliwell. Sam hadn't minded that she had given their daughter the same name as her other daughters. She hadn't wanted to give her up.

"Mother, isn't she beautiful?" Patty had asked her mother.

"Yes, Patty, she's beautiful. I haven't seen such a pretty baby since Phoebe was born,"

"Are you sure we can't keep her. Maybe..."

"Patty, we have been through this. 'They' will find out, and we all know what kind of power 'they' have. They could take the girls' destiny away. The world needs the Charmed Ones."

"What about her destiny?"

"It will reveal itself in time. We will have to bind her powers. We're lucky she didn't orb in the hospital."

"Do you really think that's possible, Mother?"

"I don't know, Patty. A whitelighter and a witch, it has never happened before. We just don't know what's possible. That's what worries me. I don't want this child's parents afraid of her, that's why we will bind her powers. We are just lucky Nicholas doesn't know about her. Besides, when the girls came from the future, there were three girls, not four. We can't risk screwing up the future."

"What about Prue, Piper, and Phoebe."

"I'll make a potion, just like the one I made so that Prue and Piper don't even remember having powers."

"Maybe we could destroy Nicholas and bring her back."

"I don't know, Patty." Penny took the new baby into her arms. "She kind of looks like me, don't you think. The shape of those eye's remind me of Mom." A shadow passed over Penny's face. "The sooner you take her to a church the better. She will be raised by wonderful parents. She will be safe from the demons that keep coming after the girls."

"Sam?" she called, her mother was right. The longer she spent with the youngest P. Halliwell, the harder it was going to be. She watched for the familiar orbs to appear. He materialized and gave her a quick kiss, before her took their daughter into his arms.

"Hey there, Angel. Daddy's here. One day, I'm going to take you up to where the clouds are. Would you like to see that, Angel?"

"Sam?" Patty questioned as Penny excused herself. Sam waved his hands and light appeared around the room.

"Angel, watch this," he said as he hovered items around the room. The baby's lips twitched as she looked at him adoringly. He put the blanket up to his face and made it dissappear in blue-white orbs. "Peek-a-boo," he whispered.

"Sam, we need to bind her powers."

"Bind her powers?"

"Just her witch powers, I don't know how to bind her whitelighter powers," Patty admitted.

"You can't leave her powerless, Patty," Sam said still talking in a baby voice.

"We have to. What if a demon tracks her powers and attacks her?"

"What are you saying, Patty," Sam said, suddenly serious.

"We have to do what's best for her. She deserves a normal childhood, free from demons."

"She's not normal, Patty, and neither are you. Nothing about this situation is normal. We weren't supposed to fall in love, or have our angel. If you regret anything.."

"Sam, Sam no. I love you. You know I do. I'm trying to be unselfish. It would be extremely selfish of me to keep her, to put her life in danger, just because we are what we are, just because we broke the rules. What if the Elders were to punish her, or her sisters? They are innocent in this."

"I will always protect your girls, Patty."

"I know, Sam. If we don't do this we never will. Mother will bind her powers and we will have to leave. Within the hour, Patty was at a church her arms clutching the child in her arms as she startled a nun who had seen her. "Ma'm?" she asked. "We have a favor to ask of you. We love our baby girl more than anything in the world," Patty's voice cracked, "but we can't keep her safe. Promise me, that you will protect her."

"Give her wonderful parents, good, descent, smart, patient, parents," Sam added, as his hands shook as he held onto Patty.

"I have one request, give her a name that begins with a 'P'. It's a tradition in my family," Patty added, handing her child to the woman. Sam touched the dark hair on the child's head and made a face at her that the child tried to imitate. Then, he wrapped his arms around Patty and disappeared.

Sister Mary Agnes looked at the empty spot to the child in her arms. "It's going to be alright, child. I will find you a good home. Why this is just like a page from a storybook. Paige? Come on, Paige, I'll find you somewhere to sleep. And some food. And parents." Sister Mary Agnes had never forgot the parents or the baby girl they had left in her care. She held onto the blanket for the day when Paige would come looking, she wanted to be there to return her blanket to her.