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Chapter 11

Paige was unsure what to do. Should she tell her sisters? She decided to take the book to her room and read it, but how would she get past Phoebe? Paige tiptoed down the stairs and headed to her room.

"Paige!" Phoebe shouts.

Paige hurried into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. She sat down on the tile and cracked open the book. Paige suddenly felt dizzy and closed her eyes.

"Ouch!" Paige shouts rubbing her head and opening her eyes at the same time. She was trying to figure out where she was when paper clips came raining down around her.

"What the heck is going on?" Henry hissed as he bent down.

Paige realized that the baby must have astral projected her under Henry's desk.

"I'll explain later," Paige replies.

"Mitchell what are you doing?" the chief demands.

Henry checked to make sure Paige was gone. "I spilled my paper clips," he replies as he begins picking them up.

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"Paige! Paige! Are you alright?" Phoebe bangs on the door.

Hearing no reply she decides to orb in. Paige was lying on her back on the floor. Phoebe checked for a pulse and finding one, decided Paige must have astral projected herself again. She got some water from the sink and sprinkled it on Paige's head.

Paige soon returned and wiped the water off her face.

"Paige, are you OK?" Phoebe asks.

"Who's Paige?" she replies with a confused look on her face.

"Oh gosh you must have a concussion," Phoebe says worried.

"Kidding," Paige replies. "Though I think I hit my head on the floor and then again on Henry's desk."

"I think you've had enough excitement for one day. Why don't you change into some comfy clothes and take a nap?" Phoebe suggests.

Phoebe helped her sister to her bed and gave her a pair of grey pajama pants and a blue cami. Once Paige had changed, Phoebe tucked her in bed. Suddenly Paige remembered she had left Prue's notes in the bathroom and hoped Phoebe had not found them.

"Let me know if you need anything," Phoebe says as she leaves the room.

Paige nods at her. Phoebe shuts the door to her room. Paige was about to get up and see if the book was still in the bathroom when it magically appeared on her lap. "This is so weird," Paige thought. "I wonder how she does this." Paige opened the book and skimmed through the first few pages. There were spells for vanquishing demons and spells for temporarily increasing or changing powers. Paige was shocked at the number of spells. She didn't even know you could do have of the things the spells were for. Overwhelmed, Paige took a couple deep breaths.

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Phoebe looked at the clock in the kitchen. It was after five and Henry would be home in about half an hour. Since her sisters were not in any state to cook, Phoebe decided she would give it a shot. She wanted to have a special dinner in honor of Paige and Henry, but knew it would have to be simple because she's not a very good cook.

Phoebe decided on spaghetti and quickly gathered the pasta, tomato sauce, and two pans. She filled one with water and set it on high so it would boil. The other she filled with sauce and set it on low to heat it up.

Phoebe admired how fast Leo was able to fix the kitchen as she stirred the sauce. She set a timer for the food and began work on her latest advice column. The letter read:

Dear Phoebe,

I am a twelve, the youngest in my family, and the only girl. I have five older brothers ranging from ages 15 to 24. My brothers are really into sports, and as a result I've always been treated as "one of the guys." My mom died when I was three, so I never really got a chance to do "girl stuff," but I would really like to. How do I go about telling my dad I'm not just "one of the guys?"

—Not just one of the guys

Phoebe sat at the table, her eyes fixated on the computer screen. She didn't know what to tell this girl; all she could think about was the death of her own mother.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the timer going off. She leapt out of her chair before she realized that the noise was just the timer she had set for the spaghetti. Phoebe exited her email and shut her laptop. She then turned off the timer and checked on the spaghetti. Finding that the spaghetti was done, she put it through a strainer and then transferred the pasta to a bowl.

After transferring the tomato sauce to a bowl, Phoebe placed the two bowls on the counter. She then decided to check on Paige and announce that dinner was ready.

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Paige continued to read through the book, startled at all the things Prue had been able to find. She now felt as if she knew nothing about her lifestyle and how her powers worked. Paige had just about reached the end of the book. She turned the page and saw that letters were miraculously appearing before her eyes. The letters suddenly stopped and the book disappeared.

Paige heard footsteps on the stairs. She quickly flopped down on her bed and pretended to be asleep. She heard Phoebe telling Piper and Leo that dinner was ready.

"Please tell me you didn't cook," Piper says.

"I did; I cooked spaghetti," Phoebe replies.

Piper mumbled something inaudible to Phoebe, and once again footsteps were heard on the stairs.

Paige kept her eyes closed, knowing Phoebe would soon be in to check on her. The door creaked open and Phoebe crossed the room to Paige's bed. She hesitates for a moment, unsure if she should wake her sleepy sister. Phoebe sits down on the bed next to Paige, who moves slightly as if aware of her sister. Phoebe touches her sister lightly on the cheek and Paige slowly opens her eyes as if she were slowly coming awake.

"Dinner's ready," Phoebe whispers.

"I'm not hungry," Paige says. All she wanted was to read the last page of the book. Prue obviously had a message for her.

"You need to eat. You haven't eaten all day," Phoebe replies.

"That's not true!" Paige protests.

"Crackers don't count," Phoebe replies, grabbing her sister's hand and helping her out of bed.

Phoebe led her sister down the stairs and dished up a plate for her. Piper and Leo were already at the table eating. Phoebe sat her sister's plate down and then proceeded to fill one for herself. She took her usual seat at the table next to Paige and across from Piper. Leo sat on the end.

"Phoebe I have to say the spaghetti is actually OK," Piper says after taking a huge bite.

"It's more than OK, it's excellent," Leo adds.

"Thank you," Phoebe happily replies.

Paige on the other hand takes small bites and stirs the spaghetti around on her plate.

The sound of the door opening causes the quartet to drop their forks suddenly. When Henry entered the room, they breathed a sigh of relief and all resumed their activities.

"Oohhh spaghetti," Henry says as he crosses the room. He fixes himself a plate before taking his place across from Paige.

"When did you get here?" Henry asks Phoebe.

"This morning," Phoebe replies between bites.

The table became silent. Paige stared down at her plate and tried to make it look like she was focusing intently on swirling her spaghetti around her fork. The others followed suit.

Henry looked around him at the quiet table. Something was definitely going on between Paige's two appearances and Phoebe coming home. Everyone had his or her head bowed down.

"What is going on around here?" Henry breaks the silence. He looked across the table at Paige.

Paige kept her eyes on her plate as she continued swirling her spaghetti around her fork. Piper and Leo followed suit.

Phoebe looked from Paige to Piper. Seeing that neither of them was going to answer she says, "I think Paige should tell you."

"I don't want to talk about it!" Paige exclaims as she excuses herself from the table.

"But you haven't finished your dinner!" Henry protests.

"I'm not hungry," Paige retorts.

"I'll go talk to her," Phoebe says, starting to raise herself from the chair.

"No, I've got it," Piper says, removing the napkin from her lap and placing it on the table.

A silence fills the room.

"What?" Piper asks, "I can do it." Before anyone could protest she was gone.