Phoebe learns the Truth

Paige was out cold and Phoebe and Prue looked at her, their argument long forgotten. "Do you think she knows about us, Prue?"

"I don't know, Pheebs, I'm more concerned about that ...you said Leo called it..."

"Orbing, Prue. It's a whitelighters form of transportation, similar to blinking or shimmering."

"But they aren't evil."

"Definitely not, Prue. They are like guardian angels for witches. Didn't Paige seem surprised? Fo you think she knew that she...orbed."

"I don't know, Prue. I wasn't aware that Paige was dead."

"Dead?"

"Yeah. Leo said that he became a whitelighter after he died in World War II, they offered him a chance to become a whitelighter. I wasn't aware that Paige was dead."

"I don't think she is, she seems as surprised by all this as we are," Phoebe became aware of Paige coming to, and she peered at Paige. "Prue, she's been reading our book."

"Well, I guess that means she's not evil."

"Paige?" Phoebe asked, as she lightly touched her face and she felt dizzy as she was thrown into a premonition. She saw black and white everywhere, and a church. She saw Sam and her mother dropping a baby off. Phoebe knew who Paige was. She wished she could tell Prue before Paige woke up but it was too late. Phoebe added the date up. Paige would have been a few months old when their mother died, depending on when her birthday was. It was possible. Was giving Paige up what had made her mother so foolhardy when attacking the 'Water Demon' that she had left Prue, Piper, and herself behind. No wonder Sam had been there. They were Paige's parents. Paige hadn't frozen when Piper had tried because she was half-witch, half-whitelighter. She wondered what Paige's powers were and what this meant to the Power of Three.

"Paige," Phoebe said, when Paige came to, looking frightened.

"Why am I here?"

"You tell me," Prue replied.

"Did you kidnap me?" she asked.

"Kidnap you please!" Prue stated. "We came up here to find you in our attic, and with our book." Paige flushed as she closed the book and put it back on the stand, Phoebe and Prue touched the triqutra with her and a gust of wind blew flipping the pages of the book open to whitelighters.

"What are whitelighters?" Paige asked.

"You tell us," Prue responded.

"I don't know. This is your book," Paige replied.

"You guys are so much alike it's scary," Phoebe said between laughter.

"Phoebe are you okay?" Prue asked her sister.

"I'm fine. Just fine. It's Paige, I'm worried about."

"Paige, you said you were adopted? Did you ever find your real parents?"

"I once thought I had found my mother, but she's been dead a long time, it was a dead end," Paige said, not quite sure why she was saying that. "Look, I've got to go. I have to be at work."

"Paige," Phoebe rushed after her. "Stop by at lunch. We have a lot to talk about."