All the King's Horses
(working title)
Summary: Set after All Hell Breaks Loose. Prue didn't really die, she was pulled into another dimension. Years later, she returns to this dimension with no memory of her family or her magical past.
Disclaimer: I don't own Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Leo, Cole, Darryl, or any other Charmed characters.
A/N: Please review. Flames are OK, as long as you tell me why you don't like my fic and not just 'Ur StOrIe SuXxXx!!!!!!!!!11111" or something of the like.
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-|Right After 'All Hell Breaks Loose'|-
Prue shivered. Why was it so cold? She slowly opened her eyes. Her eyelids felt like lead. She looked around, assessing the situation.
All around her, everything was white. It was snowing lightly. Prue would have thought it was beautiful, if she hadn't been so scared.
She rubbed her eyes groggily. How long had she been asleep? She tried to think back. She didn't remember coming here. She didn't remember anything before waking up, curled up against a snow-covered boulder.
"Oh, good, you're awake."
Prue gasped and jumped to her feet. She spun around to see a man about her age, a head taller than her, looking at her with an amused expression on his face.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
He laughed. "I'm Caden. And you are...?"
"Prue Halliwell." she replied immedeately. She almost sighed with relief. She may not know how she got there or where she came from, but at least she knew her own name. That was a start.
"Well, Prue Halliwell, what are you doing here? Where did you come from? When I saw you a few minutes ago, you were asleep in the snow." he said, biting back a smile.
"I- I don't know, exactly." she said, trying her best not to seem too vulnerable. She still wasn't sure if she trusted him. "Where is here, anyway?"
Caden looked at her, his eyes filled with concern. It was one thing for her to get lost and end up here, that happened often enough. But he'd never encountered someone who didn't know where they were from. "You're in a place called Cael. Why don't you come back to my house? It's only a short walk from here."
Prue bit her lip apprehensively, but then decided it was safe. She still didn't trust him, but she liked him well enough.
He took her to a small cabin, and they sat down at the kitchen table drinking cocoa. They talked, asked each other questions, but Prue still couldn't remember anything beyond her name. Despite that, or maybe because of it, Caden found her fascinating. The feeling was mutual, though Prue was still wary of him.
After finishing their cocoa, Caden suggested taking a walk. Prue followed him outside. They walked around his expansive property, and she was amazed to find that, as she started feeling safer, the weather changed from icy cold to sunny and warm. By the time they got to the back edge of the grounds, it was spring weather, with the grass a beatiful shade of green and flowers all along the path. Prue questioned Caden about this abrupt change.
"Around here, the weather, along with several other things, is closely dependent on mood and emotion. Before, when you were alone and scared, it was cold and snowing. Now that you're more relaxed, it's gotten brighter out." he explained.
Prue spun around, laughing. "I like it when I'm relaxed."
Caden smiled and playfully grabbed her from behind, putting his arms around her waist. "So do I."
Prue leaned into him, then pointed to a building not far from them. "What's that?"
"That," he began, "is my stable. Can you remember if you've ever ridden a horse?"
Prue shrugged. She didn't know, and at the moment, she didn't care. She was more than happy where she was. She laughed as Caden picked her up and carried her inside the stable, setting her down before a gorgeous tan mare named Coeur. She spent the rest of the afternoon riding Coeur, with Caden next to her on a stallion named Cheval. By the time she went to sleep that night, she didn't care if she ever got home.
(working title)
Summary: Set after All Hell Breaks Loose. Prue didn't really die, she was pulled into another dimension. Years later, she returns to this dimension with no memory of her family or her magical past.
Disclaimer: I don't own Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Leo, Cole, Darryl, or any other Charmed characters.
A/N: Please review. Flames are OK, as long as you tell me why you don't like my fic and not just 'Ur StOrIe SuXxXx!!!!!!!!!11111" or something of the like.
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-|Right After 'All Hell Breaks Loose'|-
Prue shivered. Why was it so cold? She slowly opened her eyes. Her eyelids felt like lead. She looked around, assessing the situation.
All around her, everything was white. It was snowing lightly. Prue would have thought it was beautiful, if she hadn't been so scared.
She rubbed her eyes groggily. How long had she been asleep? She tried to think back. She didn't remember coming here. She didn't remember anything before waking up, curled up against a snow-covered boulder.
"Oh, good, you're awake."
Prue gasped and jumped to her feet. She spun around to see a man about her age, a head taller than her, looking at her with an amused expression on his face.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
He laughed. "I'm Caden. And you are...?"
"Prue Halliwell." she replied immedeately. She almost sighed with relief. She may not know how she got there or where she came from, but at least she knew her own name. That was a start.
"Well, Prue Halliwell, what are you doing here? Where did you come from? When I saw you a few minutes ago, you were asleep in the snow." he said, biting back a smile.
"I- I don't know, exactly." she said, trying her best not to seem too vulnerable. She still wasn't sure if she trusted him. "Where is here, anyway?"
Caden looked at her, his eyes filled with concern. It was one thing for her to get lost and end up here, that happened often enough. But he'd never encountered someone who didn't know where they were from. "You're in a place called Cael. Why don't you come back to my house? It's only a short walk from here."
Prue bit her lip apprehensively, but then decided it was safe. She still didn't trust him, but she liked him well enough.
He took her to a small cabin, and they sat down at the kitchen table drinking cocoa. They talked, asked each other questions, but Prue still couldn't remember anything beyond her name. Despite that, or maybe because of it, Caden found her fascinating. The feeling was mutual, though Prue was still wary of him.
After finishing their cocoa, Caden suggested taking a walk. Prue followed him outside. They walked around his expansive property, and she was amazed to find that, as she started feeling safer, the weather changed from icy cold to sunny and warm. By the time they got to the back edge of the grounds, it was spring weather, with the grass a beatiful shade of green and flowers all along the path. Prue questioned Caden about this abrupt change.
"Around here, the weather, along with several other things, is closely dependent on mood and emotion. Before, when you were alone and scared, it was cold and snowing. Now that you're more relaxed, it's gotten brighter out." he explained.
Prue spun around, laughing. "I like it when I'm relaxed."
Caden smiled and playfully grabbed her from behind, putting his arms around her waist. "So do I."
Prue leaned into him, then pointed to a building not far from them. "What's that?"
"That," he began, "is my stable. Can you remember if you've ever ridden a horse?"
Prue shrugged. She didn't know, and at the moment, she didn't care. She was more than happy where she was. She laughed as Caden picked her up and carried her inside the stable, setting her down before a gorgeous tan mare named Coeur. She spent the rest of the afternoon riding Coeur, with Caden next to her on a stallion named Cheval. By the time she went to sleep that night, she didn't care if she ever got home.