Firstly: I own nothing but this fan fiction.

This is set at the start of 6 season? ( I think it's 6) I haven't seen the end of the season so this does not really follow the episodes. Chris/Paige. Hope you enjoy, sorry in advance if there is any spelling or paragraphing mistakes.

If you guys R/R so I know you like it I will carry on.

Paige Matthew looked at Chris, his smouldering eyes were so close to hers, there seemed to be fire burning behind them and his heart beat hard in his chest which was pressed up against hers. He held her mouth closed with his hand and mouthed " Don't speak." She nodded in angry confusion.

She had just been sitting reading a magazine, enjoying some time to herself, Piper was at the club and Phoebe was at work, their busy schedules seemed to work for them, well not exactly as they did have a peculiar and hectic home life but she didn't envy the way they got up early and worked solidly through the day, everyday. Well almost everyday.

Their lives were so habitual these days as the demon attacks were scarce. Paige smiled to herself, her occupation of doing odd jobs here and there allowed her to sleep in and generally relax. Looking after Wyatt was fine as he was generally asleep and she enjoyed the unpredictably of her career. If you could call it a "career" In fact the only thing lacking was her love life.

Most the time she was too scared to date these days because she feared if she actually fell for them and they had a serious relationship it would only jeopardise or be jeopardised by her other "career". She would have loved to be in a relationship but she also loved her work as a witch, she was helping way more people then when she had her stable job as a counsellor and the perks of unlimited travel, ever changing work schedule, friendly co workers and working from home were too good to be true. Pity the downside was no real outside social activity and an attack on your life most days of the week. Although that could not be said for lately? What the demon population finally realised they weren't invited in the house?

Although she usually lived each day as her last, these days things were quiet and she finally had a chance to look and consider her future. No man, no stable job, living with her sisters and already landed with a baby, and it wasn't even hers. Yes when she thought about life like that, she couldn't really relax. She needed some excitement.

The thought hadn't even left her mind when Chris orbed in suddenly in front of her. She had stopped being jumpy a long time ago, she looked up slowly and was about to utter a reaction, when he grabbed her and threw her over the other side of the couch. Her back hit the wooden floor and Chris's full weight was on top of her. What the hell was that about? And jeeze ouch!

She puffed lightly as she got her breath back and was about to complain when he silenced her with his hand. Then she heard something else orb in. It's shadow towered over the couch but it hadn't seen them, it grunted and it's horrible spell was the thing that intimidated her most. She raised her eyebrows in disgust as Chris, still on top of her looked up. He saw the expression on her face and his serious countenance broke momentarily, a sly smile slid across his face as he quickly rose up and blew up the creature with an energy ball. He was so quick, she didn't even see what it was. Her heart was still racing but it wasn't fear. In fact, she didn't know why she was so flushed, only the attractive, sly smile of Chris remained in her mind.

"So, owed someone money Chris?" Paige couldn't help but crack a joke, as flustered as she was, whenever she felt insecure, a little light humour often helped. Her mind seemed less anxious now then before she was interrupted from her negative thoughts, it was pretty odd considering she was almost killed.

Chris cocked back his head confidently and cracked another half smile. "Yes Paige, actually I bet you wouldn't live past last week and I was wrong."

Paige considered his reply. Did he even use money? Paige smiled and Chris's face became glum again. " He was a warlock looking for Wyatt, and he followed me somehow and when I realised it, he went to attack me. Then he would have killed you and taken Wyatt."

Paige clicked her tongue exasperated. "Lucky that boy doesn't know what's going on around him, he's still just as popular as always." She was silent for a moment. " Pity he couldn't be a normal baby without super powers, we were having a dry spell on demon appearances."

Chris looked into space, she often wondered what he was thinking, he was so mysterious, she still didn't know that much about him, but she didn't mind, it kept things interesting.

" I think this is the first wave of new attacks on Wyatt." Chris finally stared back at Paige, his eyes were shining. Do all white lighters eyes shine?

"And your happy about that?" She trusted him but he looked almost joyful when he stared at her. Very odd considering this was Chris the most serious young man she had met, sure he had to change the future, sure he had nothing but he really needed to unwind."

"Of course I am not happy, I didn't come back from the future for a good time that's for sure, but this isn't making it any easier."

She hadn't heard his reply as she was laughing to herself at the idea of Chris drunk, what would happen to a drunk white lighter? What would happen to a drunk Chris? She had never seen Leo drink, although she was sure it was possible. The idea was tempting as she envisioned Chris on a table dancing clumsily to "macho, macho man."

Chris licked his lips in a playfully as if reading her thoughts. " I take it your not planning a strategy of how to protect your infant nephew?"

Paige's imaginary scenario dissolved and she was quickly retaliated without thinking.
" Of course I am, this is one dry spell we do want." Then she wished she had paused and thought.

Chris raised an eyebrow and laughed lightly.

" I mean, anyway.." Her recovery was worse. Her mind was racing, why was she so concerned about what Chris thought of her love life, he was a white lighter after all, how much action could the guy get? She ignored the next rather disturbing image that popped into her head.

Then impulsively she blurted out " Do you wanna get a drink?" Then she remember Wyatt and stuttered " Here?" Then she recalled the attack. " Why looking in the book of shadows?" She had the intense urge to slap her hand against her head but she tried to keep her composure.

Chris's yes were shining against and he slowly almost cautiously agreed.