Chapter 2: A Present for Prudence

A/N: Well…I've decided to turn this into a series. I was just inspired by Christmas, and I had nothing better to do. You can expect a valentines day story if many people review. I already have an idea. I don't own Charmed. Enjoy the story. It's set 2 or so years after the Halloween one.

Prue was only three, but already, she was as impatient as her mother. Christmas was coming, and for Prue, it couldn't come fast enough. She didn't know a lot of things, but she knew that Christmas meant presents. Her mother and her aunts had bought her presents. Even though they were hidden, Prue knew exactly where they were.

Her mother, Phoebe Halliwell, had never been great at keeping secrets. It wasn't anything Phoebe had said, however, that gave away where the presents were. Prue had heard her mother's thoughts about where she had hidden the presents. Prue could hear people's thoughts. That was one of the special things she could do.

Everyone in her family could do special things sort of like that. So, in her family, it wasn't exactly special. Prue could also feel what other people were feeling. Some thought hearing what people think would be cool. Prue just thought it was boring. Her nine year old cousin Wyatt and her 7 year old cousin Chris had millions of cool powers. Even her little cousin Patty, who was barely two could do cool things. Now, she loved her powers, cause they let her know something her cousins didn't know.

There were only three more days until Christmas, but to Prue, that seemed like forever. She needed to see her presents. The trick was to do it without Chris or Wyatt noticing. If they knew where the presents were, they would want to see them too. Her aunt Piper, who was watching all of the children for the afternoon, couldn't find out either.

Prue made her way down the stairs one at a time. She saw her aunt Piper and her cousin Patty still in the kitchen. Aunt Piper was in the kitchen practically all day. She was cooking a really big meal. She did that a lot. Aunt Piper wanted to make a giant Christmas dinner. Her mommy and Aunt Paige couldn't cook non-gross things, so Aunt Piper was in charge of the cooking.

Wyatt and Chris were in the living room. They were playing this stupid game that they had invented. They played that game practically all the time. Prue didn't really think it was stupid, but she didn't like that she couldn't play. They were making there toy cars float in the air and smash into each other. It was the type of game boys played.

Wyatt made his red car smash into Chris' blue one, and the younger boy's fell to the floor.

"I win!" Wyatt exclaimed. Those boys could be so silly sometimes. Chris frowned at his brother.

"Best two out of three", said Chris. Wyatt shrugged and both boys waved their arms and caused their cars to begin smashing again. They were so busy they didn't even notice Prue. Normally this would have made her mad, but today it was exactly what she wanted. She made her way past the glowing Christmas tree, and the front hallway, expertly decorated the day before.

The presents were on top of the closet in Aunt Piper and Uncle Leo's room. She scurried up the stairs, her excitement getting the better of her. This was much easier than she thought it would be. Prue could see her presents, and no one would ever know.

She got into Aunt Piper and Uncle Leo's room and closed the door behind her. She got into the closet easily because it was really big. It was almost as big as her room. Looking around, she saw only clothes and shoes. Prue was positive that her mother had put the presents in the closet. Prue tilted her head up, which was when she saw them.

Along the top of the closet, dozens of presents were lined up in a neat row. They were all brightly wrapped with pretty bows on top. She scanned the presents to find which one was hers. It was no use. Even if she could see the labels, she couldn't read. She couldn't even get to the presents.

If only Wyatt or Chris were here. They would be able to get the presents with their powers. She couldn't ask them to help her though. They would just look at their presents and she would be left out. She was always left out. There was no way Prue could reach those presents by her self. She stood on tip toe, but it made no difference.

The presents were just too high up. She looked around the closet, searching for something that would make her taller. There were a bunch of empty shoe boxes around the closet. Prue gathered the boxes and stacked them. She tried climbing on top of them, but they crumpled to the floor.

It wasn't working! Prue had been sure that it would work. Now there was no way she could see her present. Prue reached way up high, but that was pointless. She stomped her foot in frustration. Prue gasped as her feet lifted above the ground. She was floating upwards, and she stopped when her face was level with the presents.

Prue looked down at the ground many feet bellow her. She couldn't believe it! She had finally gotten a cool power. She really liked this whole flying thing. It was so exciting, and so fun. This was just what her mom could do. She forgot what it was called…levit…something. All she knew was that it helped her get the presents.

The first present she saw was fairly large, wrapped in silver paper. The label said something that started with a W. Wyatt started with a W, so that must be for him. She looked at the two presents next to it. They weren't for her; at least she didn't think so.

There were more presents, but she couldn't reach them. She tried moving sideways, but she couldn't. Maybe her new power only went up. She started to think that this wasn't such a good idea. She tried to get down, but Prue couldn't go down. She didn't know how to.

She was panicking now. How do you work this stupid power? She didn't even know how she got up. Prue tried just imagining herself down, hoping it would work. Nothing happened, and she continued to hover.

Her mommy always told her that if something scary and magical happened, she should call for an adult. If she called for her Aunt Piper, she would come running. Prue wasn't sure she wanted Aunt Piper to come running. Aunt Piper would be angry to see that Prue was in the closet. She didn't like to make Aunt Piper mad.

She would just have to get down all by herself. She was three whole years old. That wasn't a baby. It was kinda scaring her, being up so high. She held onto the edge of the closet. That made her feel a little better.

She tried to think, but that was sort of hard. The ground was very far bellow her. Her head was brushing against the ceiling. Her mommy said that sometimes, to use their powers, all you had to do was concentrate. She screwed up her face in concentration. Nothing happened.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if her Aunt Piper found her in here. Her aunt would surely be more worried about her safety than where she was. She then remembered that time when she had accidentally on purpose broken her Aunt Piper's favorite plate. Her aunt was really angry then.

Pure remembered something else she could do when she was in danger. Her mother told her that she must only do this in a real emergency. Being this high up sure was scary. She thought it counted as an emergency. Uncle Leo was a – well she forgot what it was called, but it was his job to protect his family. If she called, he would come.

It was the only thing she could do. She was getting tired of this floating. "Uncle Leo", Prue whispered. Her uncle appeared in a swirl of sparkly blue things. He looked around the closet, but he didn't see her.

"Prue?" he asked in confusion.

"Up here", she answered, still whispering. She still didn't want anyone else to find her. He looked up and his eyes went wide.

"How'd you get up there and what's up with all the whispering?" Leo asked kindly.

Still whispering, Prue answered, " I wanted to look at the presents and I kind of floated."

"I see", Leo said thoughtfully. " I'm very proud that you learned this cool new thing, but do you think that it was nice to try to look at the presents before Christmas?"

Prue hung her head. Uncle Leo always knew what to say to make you feel bad but not be mean. Leo floated up and took Prue in his arms. "When I take you down, I'm going to call your mom, and you're going to tell her what happened", Leo said gently.

"Okay", Prue whispered softly. She didn't really want Uncle Leo to call her mom. Her mom might be mad. The only way Leo would take her down, though, was for her to agree.

With Prue in his arms, Leo slowly descended to the ground. They walked down the stairs. Wyatt and Chris were still playing their silly car smashing game. She scowled at them, and they scowled back at her. Boys are stupid!

Uncle Leo led her to the kitchen where Aunt Piper still was. " Where'd you orb of to?" Aunt Piper asked playfully.

"Prue needed me", he explained, "I'll tell you about it after Phoebe has a talk with her." Piper nodded, and went back to her cooking. Uncle Leo took the phone and began dialing. Prue listened as her uncle spoke to her mother."

"Hi. Nothing's wrong. You need to come home. No, no demons. You need to talk to Prue. She's fine. Okay. See you soon. Bye."

She heard only her uncle's side of the conversation. It didn't make much sense to her. Prue knew that her mother was on the way home. So she sat in the kitchen, and she waited.

Moments later, she heard a key turn in the lock. Forgetting that her mother might be mad, she ran to the door. "Mommy!" she yelled. Her mother opened her arms. "Come on my ladybug, tell me what happened", Phoebe said kindly. Prue stopped in her tracks, suddenly afraid that her mom would be mad.

She felt herself floating high into the air. Oh no, it was happening again. Her mom floated up so she was level with her. She took her hands and gently guided her until her feet touched the ground. "Was that what happened?" her mother asked softly. Prue felt her cheeks turn red.

"Sort of", she said. She had to tell her mom the truth. "I looked at the Christmas presents. I'm sorry." She hoped that her mom wouldn't be mad.

"I'm not mad", said Phoebe. As always, her mother knew what she was thinking and how she was feeling. Phoebe continued, "As long as you know that that wasn't a good thing to do."

"I know", Prue said. Her mother sat down on the couch, and Prue sat in her lap. She could tell that her mother didn't feel anger, only love. "I love you mommy", Prue said earnestly.

Her mother smiled at her. Prue could feel the love radiating from her mother. Phoebe said, she smiling, " I love you too ladybug."