Sadly I do not own the Charmed characters, I just own the plot, one of the Characters, 'Amber', and the Demons. The story is generally safe for people that have seen Charmed. It is rated pg-13, for VERY RARE, and very mild swearing, violence and a Character death.

Thankyou soooooooo much for checking out my first fan fiction, and PLEASE review! I won't carry on if nobody bothers.

Charmed: 5.01 futurama part one.

Chapter one
The delicious and extremely welcoming cooking smells coming from the kitchen had lured Paige Matthews out of her warm bed. The golden morning sunlight streamed into the hallway through the stained glass of the front door, and even though she was up slightly more early than she would have liked on a Sunday, she was in a strangely good mood.

Her feet made no sound on the laminate flooring as she padded across the dining room in her white silk dressing gown and white fluffy slippers towards the kitchen. Paige stepped into the room. Her eldest sister twenty nine year old Piper stood over the stove on the centre island, sliding a saucepan onto the heat. She was fully dressed in a black sweater and comfortable faded jeans She raked a thick strand of long chestnut hair behind her ear and looked up. "Hey Paige!" She greeted her brightly. "Morning," Paige yawned. "what are you doing?" Piper pointed to a plate next to her on the tiled island on which was a stack of light, fluffy pancakes smothered in sweet syrup. Paige felt relieved at the sight of her favourite breakfast food, and her stomach gave an insistent growl. "I thought that since Phoebe went to work early this morning, we could do some sisterly bonding just you and me."

Paige smiled. She still couldn't quite get her head around the fact that only a year ago, she hadn't known that her Sisters even existed. She had met them right after the tragic death of their eldest sister Prue. Prue had lost her life helping her sisters protect a local doctor from a very powerful Demon. They had been fighting demons for three years, and had never been defeated, but then they were defeated in the worst way possible. The Source of all evil, their arch enemy, had finally succeeded in ending the power of three. He had sent his personal assassin Shax to kill them. Piper and Phoebe had survived, but for Prue, it was too late. Piper and Phoebe had been devastated. The Charmed ones they thought, were no more. But then, they had learned about a younger half sister, who had been given up when she was born. Paige. She had learnt about and accepted her destiny, and her sisters and their wiccan ways. Even a year later, it would suddenly hit her all over again. 'I have sisters. I'm one of the three most powerful good witches in the world.' Something told her that this was not something other people went through.

"Wow! Piper, you went all out!" Paige commented. "But you didn't have to do all this. You should be taking it easy." Piper rolled her eyes. She appreciated her sister's concern, but she hated being treated like a very fragile porcelain doll. "Paige, I'm pregnant, not diseased." She sighed. "Anyway, Sit, eat." Paige didn't need encouragement. They perched themselves on two stalls and sat at the island. Paige pulled one stack of pancakes toward her and began to tuck in. "There are some blueberry muffins too." Piper motioned to a small wicker basket in front of them. "Ooohhh! My favourite!" Paige declared through a mouthful of Pancake. Piper shook her head in mock despair and grinned. She grabbed a muffin from the basket and took a bite…

Phoebe sat at her office desk in the 'bay area mirror' building. She typed in the last words of her letter into the computer. 'Other people have overcome their jealousy. So can you. And think how much happier you'll be! I wish you confidence and the best of luck.

Phoebe

Bay area mirror

She hit print, and leaned back in her chair. There, that had been the last letter. Another weekly advice column completed. She loved her job. She felt so good thinking about what she had accomplished, how many people she had hopefully helped. It was great also to know that she could help people in a natural way as well as supernatural. She picked up her mug of coffee and took a sip. She couldn't work without her daily intake of caffeine. The door of her office swung open, and her blond assistant Chloe walked into the room. "Oh, great!" Phoebe smiled. "Please could you take this to Elise?" She asked twitching the printed page out of the printer and smoothing it out on her desk.. "Sure." Chloe clattered over the lino and picked up the document. "Do you want some more coffee?" She offered. "No thanks, I've got some." Phoebe tapped the rim of the brimming mug with a perfectly manicured finger. "Okay." She brushed her forehead with the back of her hand. "How do you do this?" She giggled. "I'm beat and I'm just an assistant!"

"Why not take the day off?" Phoebe suggested. "I'm sure I can cope." Her assistant looked relieved. "Are you sure?" Phoebe nodded. "Sure. I've got lots of work done, what with all the overtime."

"Thanks Phoebe. I'll take this to Elise and then go. I'll see you tomorrow." Phoebe waved as her assistant walked out of the office, closing the door behind her.

Phoebe pulled out one of her desk drawers and took out her purse. She tipped the contents out onto her desk and began to rummage through it, looking for a hair clip. In the pile, she suddenly recognised one of the items as not being hers. Piper's lipstick lay on top of the pile. 'Obviously picked it up by mistake.' Phoebe frowned. She didn't remember picking anything up this morning. She shrugged and picked it up.

The moment her finger tips touched the tube, a jolt of electricity rippled through her. The office began to melt away, and Phoebe knew that she was being hit by a vivid premonition.

Piper, standing there,
A fireball
A scream.

Then the vision dissolved, and she was back in her office, still shaken by what she had just seen.

"Oh my god. Piper."