fandomhighdorms | Waiting for Belthazor ( late Sunday Morning)

Belthazor got the call from Paige and headed up to the attic. He was still puzzling out her existence. She was, it seemed, half-witch and half-whitelighter, and such a thing wasn't possible. He knew he should report her to Raynor. But so far he hadn't.

He saw Paige sitting waiting for him, a nervous look on her face. Heh. Was she in for a shock. But maybe if he helped her out here, she could put in a good word for him with Phoebe. Er. Not that he wanted that. Really.

"Hey," he said as he entered the common room.

*Paige smiled slightly and stood up when he entered trying not to appear nervous* "so you said you could tell me what I was? What a whitelighter is?"

He looked around. "You sure you wanna talk about it here? Not somewhere more private?" He shrugged. "Fine with me either way."

"No it's fine. If someone comes I guess we can move to my room, but I've just packed all my stuff up so it's a bit of a mess"

"Suit yourself." He pulled up a chair and turned it around, straddling it and resting his arms on its back. "So. You're a Whitelighter, at least half of one. I knew it when I saw you orb in. I've been taught all about Whitelighters."

Paige nods "ok, so what can you tell me about them, I mean I have no idea what I am. Draco said I was a witch, but that's not the whole story, right?"

"Not in your case, no," Belthazor said. "It's your mother you share with Phoebe and Piper, right? I'm betting she was a witch, too. And if she was powerful enough, she probably had a whitelighter. They're like guardian angels, assigned to watch over witches and other innocents." He paused to let her digest that.

Paige looks confused for a second "So I'm part angel?" she replies "that's...mind blowing. I'm not meant to be looking after these innocents am I?" she asks

Belthazor nodded. "Part angel, yeah. Thing is, Whitelighters are all dead. They were humans who lived a good life helping others. Most of 'em are doctors, teachers, people like that. If the Elders think them worthy, after they die they become Whitelighters and keep helping people, mostly witches and people the Elders want to keep on a good course in life."

He looked Paige over again. "Whitelighters aren't supposed to reveal themselves to their charges. They'll take the role of a guidance counselor, a policeman, or something similar, and try to guide subtly. And they sure as hell aren't supposed to fuck their charges." He laughed crudely. "So it's interesting that you somehow exist. Your witch mother must've slept with her Whitelighter, and despite the fact that he was dead, he got her pregnant. That's not supposed to be possible." He grinned at Paige, a little predatorily. "Makes you pretty unique and special."

*Paige chews her lip trying to take all this in* So that's why they gave me away then? Cos I shouldn't have been born. So me orbing is connected to being part whitelighter?

*she looks down a second trying to decide whether to tell him the next peice of information* Can whitelighter's heal people?

"I imagine the Elders would've stripped your dad's wings and sent him far away from your mom if they found out, so that's probably why they hid you. Unspeakable wrath kinda thing. For being the ultimate good guys, the Elders are pretty stupid and judgmental. They never let you have any fun." He winked at Paige.

"Orbing, yeah, that's how Whitelighters get around," he went on. "They can sense when their charges are in trouble and, yeah, they can heal, so long as the person isn't dead. You probably don't have any charges yet because the Elders don't know to assign any to you. And if they find out about you...they might just kill you."

*Paige narrows her eyes* If they're good why would they kill me? I'm here now, it's a bit late isn't it? And surely they wouldn't give me a charge while I'm still at school, I mean I've only just started using my powers! The furthest I've ever orbed is from here into town!

Belthazor shrugged again. "Good question. The Elders are pretty strict about rules and stuff. That's why your parents abandoned you. They didn't want you to be discovered and get hurt. They were trying to protect you from that unspeakable wrath bit. Maybe the Elders won't hurt you, but I woudn't be so sure."

He leaned the chair forward and grinned at her. "Better be careful using those powers. You never know who is watching. Not just the Eldres. There are bad guys out there who would love to know about you, too."

*Paige looks him straight in the eye* Yeah I bet there are, you've been very interested in my powers yourself haven't you Belthazor? Any particular reason for that?

Hmmm. So it seemed Piper hadn't been entirely forthcoming about her encounter with him. "Let's just say I know people who would love to know about you," he said. "But I might consider not telling them...."

*She nods slowly thinking* Yeah I guess Phoebe wouldn't be too happy if you sold me out like that, I'm guessing this is about her right?

He scowled, hating exposing the vulnerability Phoebe had somehow created in him. After a quick glace around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, he said, "Something like that. Tell her how helpful I've been to you. Put in a good word for me. And I won't report your existence."

*Paige laughs slightly* I'll do a deal with you Belthazor, stop threatening me, stop trying to make me think these elders are gonna be after me and get off my case. The yeah I'll tell Phoebe how helpful you've been to me *she looks him in the eye* deal?

Belthazor glared at Paige. "Fine, if you want to think I'm just threatening you, feel free. But your parents hid you for a reason, didn't they? Think about it, Paige. If it was okay for a witch to sleep with her Whitelighter and have a child, then why did they give you up? There's two reasons -- either they didn't want you, or they were protecting you. So if you wanna think the Elders are going to be absolutely happy to meet you, be my guest. No skin off my back."

He stood up, giving her a disgusted look. "Since you're being so damn appreciative of the help I've given you so far -- at considerable risk to myself, I might add -- you can find out the rest about yourself some other damn way. There are other things you should know, but your gratitude is underwhelming. So good luck with finding out the rest. You obviously don't want to hear it from me."

*Paige stand up and looks at him* my gratitude or lack of it is down to fact that since you came in here you've used this as an excuse to try and scare me and score brownie points from Phoebe. The elders may want me dead, but to bring it up like this, like you'll tell them about me if I don't do what you want I find it amazing.

If you cared about Phoebe so much why would you be doing this to me, all you had to do was tell me what a whitelighter was, warn me about the dangers and that would have been it. I'd have told Phoebe how helpful you'd been, but now! *she laughs again* You're insane if you think I'll let myself be frightened by your threats, charm is a much better tactic I think you'll find and if you hurt me Phoebe won't forgive you.

I gave you a chance to pretend none of the threats had happened but you insist on carrying on with them. Yes I will find out what I am from someone else. I think you should go now Cole

"I'm not trying to scare you," he said lowly. "I've got plenty of other ways to do that. I'm just telling you the truth, but you're so eager to assume the worst about me. So maybe I wanted a little leverage. And you get all holier-than-thou and think you're just so damn clever. If that's the way you want it...."

He threw up his hands. "This is insane. I should go right to Raynor right now and tell him all about you. All of you. Just get it over with."

*Paige looks at him* actually I was assuming the best, if Phoebe cared about you I figured what people had said about you wasn't true, you couldn't be that bad.That's why I wanted you to tell me what I was, but well here you are saying you'll turn us in, which I guess proves I was wrong for thinking maybe you were a good guy.

I really don't care anymore. I might just try to find these elders myself, they can't be any worse than you.

He laughed. "Go for it. We'll see if they or the Underworld comes for you first. I've had it with all of you. I was stupid for thinking that somehow things might work out. Since you want me to be the bad guy, I'll fulfil your wish. It's what you seem to want."

*Paige looks at him astounded* Are you not listening to what I'm saying? I wanted you to be the good guy, for Phoebe's sake! But you've proved to me that you're not. And I'm sad about that I really am!

He clutched at his head, trying to sort out all the conflicting emotions. She wanted him to be good? What kind of nonsense was that? He was a demon. He was evil. Simple as that. So why was he so hesitant to report Phoebe and her sisters? The Source would want to know about the existence of a half-whiteligher half-witch. If he didn't bring the knowledge to Raynor and it got out, he'd be killed for the betrayal. But if he did report them, they'd come for Paige. And Piper. And Phoebe. And they'd be killed.

He shouldn't care. But he was losing control. He advanced toward Paige, snarling, "You're right. I'm not good."

Waiting for Belthazor ( late Sunday Morning)

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