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Paige Mitchell, previously Paige Matthews, now lived in a nice house at the bottom of Prescott street. She lived their with her husband Henry, who was now the director at the police station, and her three children. Henry Jr, and the twins, Serena and Blair. Her life is less stressed now living away from the manor, and demon attacks rarely happen to her home. Since Prue came back thing have been awkward and hard for Paige to cope with, at first she thought Prue would never like because she felt threatened by her strong bond with Phoebe and Piper, her idea’s were exactly right. Constant arguments ensued since Prue’s return to the manor, over anything and everything, it was clear that the situation was not going to work. Since Prue had been brought back to earth from the heavens, there was no way she could move into a different house, so it was Paige to move.

Since the underworld came above ground, the Halliwell’s have became just as tactical, they have bought many of the house’s on Prescott street. Turning it into their own territory, and only letting magical beings or other witches move into the other houses. That street is almost like a no-go zone for any form of evil, and they run the street like a mafia family. With Wyatt living across the road from the Manor, Paige living near to the bottom of the street and Phoebe living three doors down from Wyatt, it is a haven for good magic. Even the elders approved of their entrepeneuring ways, and thats saying something.

Paige pulled up outside the manor in the same lime green beetle that she used to have, time had been good to Paige and hasnt changed much, no grey hair or wrinkle in sight. Dressed in simple black linen pants and a red top she hopped up the steps and walked in through the front door. Looking around she saw Melinda, Charlotte and Piper in the living room, and sighed, no Prue around. “ Hey guys, just thought id pop in and see how were all doing” she said smiling, doing the typical Paige routine. Piper turned around and jumped off the chair to her sister, she rarely saw Paige now and it was only when a crisis happened, hardly the right reason to visit your sister. “ Paige! Come in sit down, make yourself and home, i’ll go make us some tea” she said fussing over her, being overly nice. Paige sighed, she sat down just like Piper asked, she didnt want to upset her sister if she refused. “ Thanks, that will be nice” she said smiling.

Looking to the t.v and seeing the new’s she stopped smiling. “ Have you heard about Kra’ze, its becoming to much of a big thing for the bad guy’s, Sam really needs to be careful, Henry Jr went in there the other night, and said he saw at least seven warlocks and three demons” she said waving her hands as Piper re-entered the room with a pot of tea, and two cups. Putting them on the table she looked back at Paige. “ Oh I know, next time I see her I’m gonna have words with her, I hear Venecia is becoming a hot spot aswell” she said looking annoyed. Ever since they sold p3 to Samantha Redfern, a witch, the club has boomed in popularity, except the wrong kind, the demonic kind. There was no reason for evil to be going in their and fraternizing with mortals, something must be going on.