The Powers That Be....cause migraines.

Being a Whitelighter and a Charmed one was enough on it's own, but adding in dealing with Sam, and all Paige could think about was a nice long vacation on a sparkling beach.

Used to be.

Lana Lang? Going once, twice....

Killer clowns really wouldn't surprise me, unless they jumped out and shouted boo of course.

That whole intimacy thing got a bit tricky when she was more fully coming into her powers, and her first goal was to not orb somewhere else when it got to the best part.

After she left DCFS Paige tried a lot of different jobs, trying to find the right one for her, when really the right job for her was the one she was already doing but not getting paid for.

Paige didn't think it was too much to ask for that she be allowed to be greedy about him, and the simple desire of wanting him in her life.

She didn't hate Cole per say, she only wished he would die while feeling every inch of pain he had ever caused innocents or her sister, then spend eternity burning to a crisp in Hell where he belonged.

(Co-written with imnot_likeyou.Sam stood behind the bar, picking up the knife and starting to cut through the lime in front of him. The job itself was tedious and mundane, but it wasn't hunting, and that was where Sam wanted to be. He was tired of the games, tired of trying to do good and only managing to make things worse. He was ready to just be left alone ( Read more... )