Chapter 1: New arrivals on Prescott Street

It was a beautiful morning in San Francisco. On Prescott Street, Prue Halliwell opened the door of her family's manor to go look for the morning's newspaper on the front porch. From there, she noticed a young and handsome man on the house next to hers, he too looking for his newspaper. She felt instantly attracted to him: he seemed to be everything she liked in a man: handsome, smart and judging by the car on the driveway and his clothes, successful too. She went back into the house and saw her two younger sisters sat on the table in the kitchen sipping coffee.

"Piper, Paige did you know we have a new neighbour?" asked Prue to her sisters.

Piper, more of a morning person than their younger sister answered first. "Really? I hadn't noticed. I saw the Carters leave a few weeks ago but that's all. I didn't realise the house was on sell? When do you think he arrived?"

"I don't know but one thing for sure is that he is one hell of a man!" Prue said with a dreamy smile on her face.

Hearing this, Paige looked up from her coffee mug. "It seems that our dear sister has the hot for our new neighbour Piper. What do you think?"

"I think you're absolutely right Paige and from only one glance! That's unusual for our always suspicious sister." Piper teased her older sister with a conspiracy wink directed at Paige.

"Ha ha! You can laugh all you want but I am telling you, you haven't seen him and when you do, you'll understand what I mean!" Prue declared.

Seeing he big sister's reaction, Paige had to ask. "You sure he isn't a demon?"

"What? How can you say that? I am sure he isn't!"

"Paige is right maybe he is a demon and he has you under a spell." Piper added.

"No, it's not a demon. If he was, I'd have noticed immediately. Remember I have great instinct and my instinct is telling me he is perfectly normal. I mean he has a great house, which I may remind you, looks like the house of our dream. He also has expensive tastes, a great car, a 911 Carrera cabriolet in white by the way, and I am sure he is very successful." She declared all this with a passion that her sisters only saw on her when she was evaluating an artefact in her job.

Looking at her sisters' bemused expressions, Prue finally realised she had been caught. "Ok. Maybe you're right. Maybe I fancy him, so what? I have every reason to be. I mean he is so totally my type!"

Finally, Piper asked. "So, when is the wedding due?"

"Piper, you can't be serious!" Paige exclaimed. Prue sighed in relief, seeing that at least one of her sisters was defending her. But that was short lived when she heard Paige's following sentence. "Prue can't get married. She hasn't chosen her bridesmaids, can I be one?"

Prue sighed again, this time in defeat when she heard her sisters laughing at her. "Ok that's enough! I am going to work." She left the kitchen quickly, leaving their laugher behind as she went to get ready for work.

While she got ready, she thought of how much had changed in a year and a half since her grandmother died. She had left them a will in which Prue and Piper, one of her two little sisters left in the house discovered that Grams, as they used to call her was a witch and on top of that, their mother too. That made the two of them witches too.

What was even more shocking to the two of them was that they had a younger half sister other than Phoebe. Piper had more trouble accepting this than Prue. She admitted that the two of them hadn't had the best of sisterly relationships with Phoebe but she was still her little sister for her. Even if she was a troublemaker and often made bad decisions in her life and Piper herself was often the one mediating between Phoebe and Prue and Phoebe and Grams.

But to learn that their mother had lied to them all their lives about having a third sister and having her live in the house instead of Phoebe was too hard to accept for Piper. And all this for the sake of some Power of three, thing they knew nothing about too. Still, Prue was all for it so she felt that she didn't really have a choice in the matter. After all she was outnumbered with Prue and Grams even if the latter was dead and she had predicted that very bad things would happen if they denied their Wiccan inheritance. This wouldn't have kept demons from coming after them anyway. This way they would be prepared for anything that came their way.

So, Prue and Piper took their little sister under their roof. Piper was reluctant at first, saying that they had to try and look for Phoebe first and explain everything to her. After all part of the manor was hers and being their sister she must be a witch too and demons could go after her and she would be powerless to defend herself. But Prue had another opinion. First Phoebe decided to leave of her own accord and they couldn't make her come back even if she wanted to. Secondly, Grams disowned her of her part of the house to give it to Paige in the will. And lastly, as grams explained, her chances of being a witch were close to none. She didn't have what it took to be a Halliwell witch anyway and they had no way of knowing where she was or if she was alive. She hadn't made any attempt at contacting any of them in all her years of being away.

The three sisters had made good of their time as witches. Prue was still working at Buckland, Piper was still a chef at the Quake and Paige was still a social worker, although the littlest Halliwell was thinking of quitting in favour to being a fulltime witch. In spite of their busy schedule, they managed to defeat many demons and warlocks looking to kill them, take their Book of Shadows or to simply do evil in the world.

Prue left her thought of the past and gathered her things. She bid her sisters good bye and left through the front door of the manor. On her way to the driveway, she took one last look at her new neighbour's house. She made a promise to herself that she would take the first step and introduce herself to him. After a few days, she'd ask him out. Yes, that was a good plan. It was time for her to arrange her social and personal life and the man next house was the perfect means to her happiness.