A/N: Okay guys, this is the conclusion to Paige's chapter. I introduced Camelot into the saga for future stories but I think I want a chance to redo the Billy/Christy fiasco of season eight. Who knows how I'm going to attempt to fix that mess.

It took Paige a while to get used to the idea of being a mother. Everything in her had tried to deny that a baby was in her near future, especially considering all of her fears regarding her ability to juggle the responsibilities of being a wife, whitelighter, and social worker. Eventually though, after weeks of soul searching and fighting, Paige let down her walls and began to accept her future. Now, five months after the Beltane celebration, Paige was getting into the groove of expectant parenthood.

Up in the attic, sitting on aunt Pearl's couch, Paige was looking through catalogs of furniture for the nursery she and Henry were just starting to put together in their new house. Flipping pages, she marked sets she liked by turning the corners down before moving onto the next. She glanced up to see Billy taking Piper's potion final which would hopefully reduce the young girls training.

Piper came in with a tray of milk and cookies, gently placing them on a table and holding out a cup of milk to Paige. "How's the search coming?"

"Okay, but I might hold off buying furniture for a little while. I don't need to think about it until I start my last trimester."

"Okay, Piper. I think I'm done," the blonde said handing over her test.

Piper took a pen and marked all of the answers. "All correct," Piper said with a smile. "Looks like Prue's gonna have to make good on her promise to train you in advanced combat. Congratulations. What do you want to do to celebrate?"

"Uh,I think –that is if you don't mind—that I'd like to spend the weekend at my parents' house."

"I think they'd like that a lot," Paige told her foster daughter. "Why don't you go back to the house and pack your overnight bag. I can drop you off in an hour."

Billy nodded and made her way out of the attic leaving the two sisters to talk.

"How's my nephew?"

"Hank is doing just fine, thank you," and Paige proceeded to rub her belly.

"So you decided on a name?"

"Henry, Jr.," Paige told her older sister. "Hank for short."

"So you're sticking with the 'H' theme, huh?"

"Yeah. You know, Henry, Harrison, Hugh, Harry and Hayden," she said reciting Henry's recently discovered lineage. "It seemed like it was meant to be."

"What about for a middle name?"

"We're thinking Greer, after Henry's mother. Henry Greer Mitchell."

"It's got a nice ring," Piper smiled. "Has Henry thought about making contact with his mother's family?"

"Thought about it," Paige said shaking her head. "I can't imagine what the last thirty years has been like for them; not knowing what happened to their child or that they have a grandson. Henry just thinks that, for now, it might be better to hold off. He can't exactly explain his powers to them and I think he wants to spend time building a relationship with Harrison."

"That's understandable, I guess. Well, why don't we walk over to your place and get Billy ready to go to her parents? Maybe we can have a sister dinner after you drop her off," Piper suggested and the sisters orbed over to Paige's house. It was October and chilly outside.

"What the—"Paige said as she was surprised with her entire family in her living room, as well as tons of decorations and presents and food everywhere.

"Happy Baby Shower," Phoebe said running up to Paige for a hug.

"But what about Billy's parents," she asked, stunned.

"I'm still going," Billy said, "but my mom is going to pick me up after the party."

Hours past as the guests played party games, enjoyed food and watched Paige unwrap her gifts. Soon the guests left, leaving the sisters and their children. The men had all gone to a sports bar for dinner.

"I can't believe you guys did all of this for me. Thank you so much," she cried and hugged all of her sisters.

"It was Billy's idea to do it early, you know, with our history of going into labor with emergencies going on," Prue said. "She figured if anything happened at least you would be prepared."

"I'm kind of scared of how Hank's going to turn out," Paige admitted to her sisters. "The delivery part is scary enough, but what about the actual baby? He's going to have so many powers, and then to be a knight at the round table…that's so incredible. How am I supposed to raise a human being like that?"

"Because you're amazing," Phoebe said. "And so are we. We're all going to help you, and Wyatt," she said throwing Prue a reassuring gaze. "Everything is going to be okay."

"I'm glad that you decided to come," Billy's mother said. "Your father and I have missed you so much. How are things going with your training?"

It had turned out that Billy's parents had been aware of her heritage as a witch. Since Billy moved in with the Halliwells they had spent more time trying to learn about what that heritage meant, reading books and attending classes in order to understand their daughter.

"Good. I just finished my potion lessons with Piper and I had already finished spell writing with Phoebe. I still have a lot to learn, though, before…"

Billy's mom squinted her eyes in suspense. "Before what?"

"Before I go after Christy," she whispered and turned to stare her mom in the eyes.