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A/N: almost done with this story. I shall miss
it.
Frankie: spells work in mysterious ways, as you
will see. Thanks for reviewing.
Eve: thank you!
Starbug: thank you very much. Here�s some more.
Jessie: yes, here is the next chapter. Muchas
gracias por el� uh, reviewo.

Paige felt great. Just Super�with a capital S! She
jumped out of bed as soon as the day�s first rays of sunlight hit her. She
grinned at her reflection, hummed as she ate breakfast, and created a rather
stylish dance as she dressed. What a wonderful day to be alive!
She sashayed into work, smiling and
warmly greeting everyone she came upon. She felt very certain that her good
mood had an effect on everyone else.
She was determined to attack every
bit of work today with gusto. With the way she was feeling, she didn�t think
that there was any other way she could act.
�Um, Paige, how are you feeling?�
Paige looked up at her boss
brightly. �Super-duper, of course.�
�Well, you didn�t seem that way
yesterday. You sounded awful on the phone.�
�That was yesterday. Today is a
brand new day, full of hope and opportunities. Don�t you agree?�
�Yeah��
Paige turned back to her work, and
began to hum something that sounded like a Mr. Rogers song. Her boss slowly
backed away.
* * * *
Piper clutched the edge of the
sink, holding on as if nothing else could keep her together. She took in long,
painful breaths, tears running down her face. A sob suddenly shook her body,
rattling her tenuous stability.
She hadn�t felt this kind of pain
in a long time. It was the kind of hurt that throbbed in time with her
heartbeat, spreading its excruciating poison throughout her weakened body.
Why did she feel like this? She had
no reason. No one had died; nothing especially terrible had happened. Why did
she feel like her whole world was ending?
Piper knew that she had to let go
of the sink, but it took her a long time to work up the strength. Slowly, she
removed her hands, her fingers aching slightly. She exited the room, feeling
weak and unsteady. Her steps were heavy, and the only thing she really wanted
to do was crawl back into bed and be miserable.
Yet something drew her downstairs,
where Phoebe was. Perhaps this feeling was some kind of warning. Perhaps
something had happened. She didn�t have enough room in herself to feel afraid
or full of dread; she only felt the pain.
�Phoebe?� Piper feebly said once
she had gotten down the stairs.
Phoebe walked into the room. Her
normally beautiful face was marred by the purest grief Piper had ever seen.
There was a silent interaction
between the two sisters; they then embraced each other and let their pain rule.
It hurt so bad. It hurt so much.
And both Piper and Phoebe felt it with the same strength.
For a long time, they only cried.
Their tears relieved none of the pain, but the small parcels of grief continued
to flow. Piper struggled to say something, to overcome this.
�Why?� she whispered at last.
�I don�t know,� Phoebe said.
�Is someone��
�No. I tried a premonition, but I
got nothing.�
�Maybe we should call Prue,� Piper
said.
�And Paige.� Phoebe nodded and
fought to pull away. Piper was loath to let her go, but she did, and Phoebe
wandered over to the phone.
With Phoebe no longer there to
stabilize her, Piper collapsed into a chair and curled up, feeling the pain
more fiercely than before. A part of her attempted to understand what was
happening; it told her to go get the Book. Maybe there was some demon that was
causing this.
Yet Piper remained where she was.
The poison was still flowing through her, and it was still challenging what
little strength she had. The little voice gradually died away, and Piper was
glad to see it go.
�Hi, Prue,� Phoebe said. �You doing
okay?� She paused. �Oh, uh� okay. We have a problem. Piper and I feel just
awful for no reason. The pain� No, not sick, just sad.�
Piper lifted her head to see
surprise glinting under the surface of Phoebe�s expression.
�But Prue,� Phoebe protested,
�maybe you should�� She moved the phone from her ear and stared at it, as if it
had just bitten her. �She hung up.�
�What�d she say?�
�She said that everything was
peachy-keen and that we were silly-doodles,� Phoebe said and hung up the phone.
�She�s so� chipper.�
There was a sting of amusement in
Piper that hurt. �Prue would never say that.�
�Maybe a demon�s affecting our
moods,� Phoebe said.
�I�ll get the Book.� With great
difficulty, she hoisted herself out of the chair and began an arduous climb up
to the attic. When she returned with the Book, Phoebe was on the phone again.
The same surprise was on her face.
�She�s singing something called the
�Happy, Happy Bear� song,� Phoebe whispered to Piper.
Piper couldn�t believe this, and
she put her ear near the phone.
�Oh, and the happy, happy bear went
off to the stooooooore��
Piper pulled back. �Maybe they�re
insane,� she said.
�Good theory.� To Paige, she said,
�Paige, there is something wrong with you. Please, come to the Manor.�
Piper sank back into the chair and
opened the Book. No part of her cared to look for a demon or a spell that could
have done this. She only wanted comfort, instant relief.
Phoebe hung up the phone and sighed
deeply.
�Well?� Piper said, skimming
through a description of a demon called Ambitas.
�She won�t come.� Phoebe fell onto
the couch. �Who would want to make us sink into depression and have them rise to
euphoria?�
Piper shrugged, for that was all
she had the energy to do.
�Shouldn�t they be the depressed
ones?� Phoebe continued to muse.
Piper paused in her search and
looked up. Phoebe caught her gaze. �You don�t think��
�Oh yes I do,� Phoebe said. �We have
to get them.�
Piper couldn�t face the prospect of
leaving the house. There was too much joy out there to accent her pain. It was
too much to face.
Phoebe stayed where she was. �I
don�t want to,� she murmured.
�Neither do I.�
�We must.�
Yet neither moved.
�Piper,� Phoebe said and reached
out her hand.
�Phoebe.� Piper took her
outstretched hand and felt the pain dull somewhat. Holding onto each other,
they arose and walked toward the door. The pain attempted to reestablish its
might; Phoebe kissed Piper�s cheek and it again diminished.
As short as the journey would be,
they both saw that it would be one of the most difficult they had ever faced.
* * * *
Paige was surprised and delighted
to see Piper and Phoebe. �Hello,� she said and hugged both of them. �What are
you two doing here?�
Piper and Phoebe exchanged a
glance. �We�re here to take you home, Paige,� Phoebe said.
�What? Don�t be ridiculous!� Paige
giggled.
�Come along, Paige,� Piper said and
took a hold of Paige�s arm.
Paige pouted. �I�m enjoying work,
you know.�
�Paige, we have a problem, and we
really need you to come with us,� Piper said. She looked tired, and her eyes
were sad.
�Oh, no!� Paige clutched Piper.
�You�re so sad, Piper. What�s wrong? What can I do?�
�You can come home with us,� Phoebe
said. She looked just as sad as Piper.
�Of course,� Paige said and nodded.
She promptly informed her boss that she had a family emergency and flitted off
with Phoebe and Piper to her car.
�Er�maybe you should come with us
in our car,� Phoebe said.
�I�d be delighted to.�
No matter what Paige did, Phoebe
and Piper just would not cheer up. She sang five different songs, talked on and
on about how wonderful everything was, and told adorable stories. Once in a
while, their unhappiness would break and they would give her weird looks. She
smiled them off as near successes.
The car stopped, and Phoebe got
out. �You watch her,� she told Piper. �I�ll get Prue.�
�Prue?� Paige squealed. �Fantastic!
She can help me cheer you up.�
Phoebe gave her an odd look and
went into the building. She emerged a little while later with a happy Prue.
Paige beamed at her; Prue beamed back.
�Well, hi there, Paige,� Prue said.
�You look lovely today.�
�So do you, sister. I love your
shirt. Good taste obviously runs in this family.�
She and Prue giggled together.
Phoebe seemed a bit ill.
When they arrived at the Manor,
Paige and Prue hurried in, both excited about this chance to cheer up their
other sisters. Piper and Phoebe lagged behind and sat down heavily when they
did come in.
�Now, how shall we cheer you two
up?� Prue said.
�Puppets?�
�Plays?�
�Cookies?�
�Scrap-booking?�
�Group hug?�
The two happy sisters paused at
this and shrieked with joy as they trapped Piper and Phoebe in a loving group
hug.
�We love you both, Piper and
Phoebe,� Paige and Prue said.
�Okay, off!� Phoebe barked. �Back!�
They released them reluctantly.
Piper and Phoebe were still sad. �That didn�t cheer you up?�
�No,� Piper said. �Now, one of
you�or both of you�cast a spell to deal with your pain. Either of you want to
confess?�
�I honestly don�t know what you�re
talking about, Piper,� Prue said. �What pain would I want to get rid of?�
�You broke up with Paige,� Phoebe
said. �And since you two were happy together, that had to hurt.�
�Phoebe, what you�re suggesting
is��Prue glanced around��incest!�
Paige gasped out loud. �How could
you even think that, Phoebe?� She put her arm around Prue. �We�re sisters.� She
suddenly noticed Prue�s light perfume, a rather musky scent. She became more
aware of the closeness of her body, and a sliver of pain broke through her
cheerfulness. She pulled away, and the happiness returned.
�Did you feel that, Pheebs?� Piper
murmured.
�No.�
Paige looked at Prue again and
experienced another prickle of pain. Prue really was so beautiful� The prickle
became a thorn. Unable to handle that, Paige turned away, breathing hard. What
was wrong with her?
�There!� Piper said.
�I really didn�t feel it,� Phoebe
replied.
�Paige?� Prue put her hand on
Paige�s shoulder; she automatically reached up and met Prue�s hand.
�But I felt that,� Phoebe said.
Prue�s voice sounded different when
she spoke: �Paige.�
Paige couldn�t decide whether
Prue�s voice was velvet or satin, but she knew that she could wrap herself up
in it and feel safe.
A rhyme floated through Paige�s
head, reminding her that she had forgotten something. The words told her what
she had forsaken. My infinite realms of pain contain a past of love I�ll not
retain. Take the ache from my heart; let love�s pain now depart.
And the thorn became a knife. She let go of Prue and
walked out of her grip, but the pain continued to grow. Love�s pain had
returned.
Paige couldn�t look back at Prue.
She couldn�t face what could be; she couldn�t long for what had been. It was
over, over, over!
She did not hear Piper and Phoebe
stand up, but she did see them walk away.
�You two have something to
discuss,� Phoebe said.
Paige took in a difficult breath,
fully intent on leaving. When she tried to walk out, however, she couldn�t get
through the doorway of the room. She half-heartedly tried to orb to the same
effect.
�Force field,� Prue said in a
hollow voice.
Paige stared at the wall, feeling
hot tears on her cheeks. Oh, how she wanted to turn around and kiss Prue. It
wasn�t fair that Piper and Phoebe were doing this to them. It wasn�t fair that
they couldn�t be together. A wisp of anger passed through her. It did not
remain.
�Maybe we should talk.�
Paige told herself that she wasn�t
going to turn around. She did. Once again, she faced Prue in pain. She saw her
pain reflected in Prue, and she saw the potential of what could be. Unbidden,
her memories of what had been arose, increasing her ache.
�It really does hurt,� Prue said.
�My life is hell without you.�
�So is mine.�
�I hate that we can�t be together,�
Prue went on.
�So do I.�
�I hate what I am without you.�
�I feel the same.�
Paige realized that they were
closer to each other; they had been taking a step toward each other with each
statement. Prue�s proximity was a temptation which she was desperate to give in
to.
Paige stared into Prue�s eyes. �I
want to go back,� she said. �I want to love you like I did before, because no
matter what we are, Prue, I love you. I always will. Not even a spell could fix
that.�
�It didn�t need to be fixed,� Prue
told her. �I love you, Paige. And I don�t want to go back: I want to go
forward, with you by my side.�
They had crossed one line, but
could they cross another? Did they have the strength to?
Paige took Prue�s hands in her own,
pressed her lips against Prue�s. She felt the warmth of Prue�s body, smelled
her musky scent�and she let go. She let go of the shame and the loneliness. She
told the pain farewell, because she had no reason to hurt anymore. She had Prue
back.
Her memory of Prue�s mouth returned
to her as she dove in. There was a hunger growing in her, and she briefly
thought of Prue�s bedroom upstairs before she remembered the force field. Oh
well. This room would be perfectly fine.
Paige pulled back and opened Prue�s
shirt roughly, too full of desire to bother with buttons. They clattered to the
floor; the shirt joined them. She was greeted by a front-clasp bra that Prue
snapped open for her and threw off to the side. Paige pushed her half-naked
lover onto the couch and caressed her breasts, stimulating the hard nipples.
Prue panted and moaned, �More.�
Paige removed Prue�s skirt and
moved onto the panties. She could smell Prue�s other scent, and that scent sure
didn�t come from a bottle.
Panties gone, Paige started on the
real work.
* * * *
�How are they doing?� Piper asked
Phoebe.
�Haven�t heard anything in a
while,� Phoebe said, frowning. �I�ll check.� She quietly went towards the room
in which they had trapped Prue and Paige and peeked in.
She just barely stopped herself
from laughing. Prue was sitting naked on the couch; Paige�s head was buried
between Prue�s legs.
�Oh, Paige!� Prue groaned, holding
onto the couch.
�What was that? Oh!� Piper gasped
as she saw what was happening. Her cheeks filled with color and she looked
down. Her gaze went back a few times. �We can�t be watching this,� Piper hissed
at Phoebe.
�Why not? They�re giving me some
ideas.� Phoebe gazed at her, then kissed her hard. �Take off your clothes,� she
ordered.
�We can�t do this here,� Piper
squeaked, cheeks burning.
�No, Paige,� Prue panted. Phoebe
looked back and found that Paige was torturing Prue: she nibbling on her neck
instead of what she had been nibbling before. �Please.�
�Would you think me strange if I
said that this was turning me on?� Phoebe whispered.
Piper nodded her head.
�Ah, too bad.� And she began to
remove Piper�s clothes.

A/N: everyone is going to hate me for ending it
there, but don�t fret. The next chapter is pure smut, I promise.
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