Disclaimer: I own nothing of Charmed. I just play with the characters for a while.

"Prue?" she whispered.

Piper felt faint. Her mind was struggling to comprehend that her sister-her older, dead, sister- was only feet in front of her. This couldn't be real. This had to be a dream.

"Piper?" Prue breathed softly, her eyes widening. She stared at Piper, looking as astonished as Piper felt. Bewildered she looked around before stepping out of the circle of candles.

Instantly, she became corporeal, her body now temporarily flesh and blood. Wonderingly, Prue touched her cheek and looked down at herself. She was dressed in a simple white gown similar to what their mother wore when she returned to Earth. It was nothing like the chic suits and leather and stylish outfits Piper remembered her big sister wearing when she'd been alive.

Prue met Piper's eyes and for a moment, Piper just stared at her. Her glossy dark hair, her piercing grey eyes, her high cheekbones and full lips. Prue had always been so beautiful. Calm and collected, Piper had envied her for much of her life. She always had the confidence Piper had lacked, the self-assurance that had held the family and later the Power of Three together. Her death had been devastating, her big sister, who had been the family's protector who so long, gone, leaving Piper to head the family.

"Are you real?" Piper whispered. Her knees were starting to shake and she could feel her eyes watering. Oh, please, please, please be real.

Prue stepped forward and Piper nearly stepped back, joy and grief warring with one another. Her big sister, whom she had tried so desperately to bring back after her death. Was she really standing in front of her now?

"It's me" Prue said softly. Her voice, so incredibly familiar rang in the space between them. Her eyes were roving over Piper, taking her in with the same intensity as Piper's stare.

"P-Prue?" Piper's voice cracked. Hope was rising in her chest rapidly, she could barely speak.

"Hey" Prue's eyes were sparkling as she held out her arms.

Piper stumbled forward, coming to a halt just in front of her. She hesitated, wariness wrestling with hope. What if this was a trick? Could it really be real or was it a trick, a hallucination, a demon plot....if it wasn't real, she would shatter.

Slowly, Prue's hand lifted and she brushed an errant lock of hair out of Piper's face. Piper felt the warmth of the hand touch her skin as Prue let it rest on her cheek. She stared into the achingly familiar grey eyes which were becoming cloudy with tears.

"Hey" Prue repeated shakily, smiling tremulously.

A sob rose out of Piper's throat and she flung her arms around her older sister. She met reassuringly solid warmth as Prue pulled her into a tight hug. She smelled the light floral fragrance that had always lingered around her big sister. She buried her head into the crook of her neck and just felt Prue rest her head on hers.

"Oh, Piper" Prue whispered, her voice choked with tears, running a hand through Piper's long silky hair.

"I m-missed you so much" Piper sobbed, clinging to her, terrified that if she let go, she'd disappear. That she'd wake up in her bed and find out it was all a dream.

"I know, I know" Prue clung back just as hard. "I missed you too" she whispered back, rocking her baby sister back and forward.

"I had to-be the big sister" Piper choked out, her throat stinging. "I had to-keep the family together-keep Phoebe out of trouble-"

"There's a full time job huh?" Prue cracked shakily, rubbing circles in Piper's back.

"And I had to-teach Paige-to be-a witch" Piper was sobbing so hard it was hard to form coherent sentences. "And I just missed you-why did you have to go?" All of the old pain of Prue's death was rising to the surface and Piper was too busy clinging to Prue to even notice what she was saying.

"I know" Prue let out a sob of her own. "I'm so sorry" she breathed, pushing her face against Piper's. "I'm sorry for leaving. I never would have gone if I could. And I'm so proud of you. You held the family together much better than I did."

"No I" Piper started to argue.

"Yes you did" Prue cut off fiercely. "You kept everything going. You watched out for Phoebe and Paige, you're a great big sister. And a great witch and a great mommy" Prue held Piper tighter as she started to cry again. "You did great" she whispered over and over while Piper just buried her head into her shoulder and cried.

After what seemed like forever, Piper's sobs diminished and she pulled back slightly too just stare at her big sister. She was here. She was real, she was solid. It was beyond a miracle. Chris had-Chris?

"Chris!" she exclaimed, suddenly pulling back, almost breaking away from Prue's embrace.

"Chris?" Prue echoed, baffled. "Your Whitelighter?"

"He summoned you, he brought you here" Piper said, utterly astonished. Her neurotic, manipulative, agenda driven Whitelighter, had he really just granted one of her greatest wishes and summoned her sister? How? And why? Was this another trick to get her to trust him? But what was it he had said just before he summoned Prue? "I'm doing something I'll probably regret later." Why would he regret it? "I owe you. And I never got you a birthday present. So I'll risk it. Just for you."

Why would he do it just for her? Or was it just a trick?

"He summoned me?" Prue repeated, looking thoughtful. "That might explain it. The Elders wouldn't let you summon me because they kept saying you weren't ready. But he's from the future and the rules wouldn't apply to him, would they?" Prue glanced up wryly at the ceiling. "I doubt they'd like this."

"I don't care" Piper said bluntly. After everything the Elders had put her through, forbidding her to marry Leo, stopping her from seeing Prue and then taking Leo away from her anyway, she would never be a fan of the Elders. "I'm more worried about why he did it in the first place" she added, frowning as she glanced at the Book resting on its podium.

"You're thinking he just did it to win you over?" Prue questioned. At Piper's surprised look, Prue smiled. "I might be gone, but I watch over you guys. I know what's going on." Piper felt warm at the thought that Prue was watching over them, when she noticed Prue was giving her the LOOK. "What?" she said defensively.

"I just can't believe it took you that long to figure out Chris was part witch" she said disapprovingly. "I saw him use his powers days after he was here."

"Well it's not like I can watch over him any time I want and find out what he's up to" Piper retorted, rubbing away the tear streaks.

"But after everything you didn't think to check that he was what he said he was? And whatever happened to freezing all the Whitelighters that annoyed you? You did it Leo often enough. And what about Natalie?"

"He could orb, so we assumed he was a Whitelighter and the Book trusted him" Piper grumbled. Despite her elation of having Prue in front of her, she wasn't enjoying being chewed out by her big sister.

"And you didn't decide to check anyway? Remember Jack and Dan?" Prue smiled wistfully.

Piper giggled. "Like I could forget" she smiled remembering herself and her big sister's attempts to discover if their boyfriends were evil. Looking back, it had been very funny.

"We should have done it to Cole" Prue's eyes hardened. Piper sobered.

Prue shook her head. "There were times I actually sympathised with him. But mostly I just wanted to send him to hell for everything he did to Phoebe."

"Well, Paige did, so you're out of luck" Piper smiled proudly. The loss of Prue had been devastating, but Piper wouldn't trade her youngest sister for anything.

"Yeah she did" Prue brightened. "I was really proud of that. She was the youngest and most inexperienced, but she's got great instincts." She sobered. "I really would have liked to know her" she whispered.

Piper stepped forward and pulled her back into a hug. "You still can" she said softly, almost choking on the words. "I'd think she'd like that to."

Prue gave a watery chuckle. "I think she wouldn't have liked me teaching her witchcraft" she gave a small laugh. "You handled her a lot better than I would have."

Piper giggled too and just held onto her big sister. She closed her eyes. How long would Prue be here? An hour? A day? She tried to push the thoughts away and focus on the present, tightening her hold on her big sister.

There was the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs and Prue froze. Piper pulled away and turned her head to the open door. She turned to her big sister.

"You ready?" she said softly.

Prue swallowed, staring at the door too, joy, fear and uncertainty flashing across her face. Then her eyes hardened.

"Try and stop me" she whispered fiercely.

"Hey Piper, you up here?" Phoebe's voice was uncharacteristically low to allow Wyatt to remain sleeping. Paige was right behind her. "We're just-"

Phoebe stopped dead and Paige nearly walked into her. Confused, Paige looked at the very familiar looking woman standing beside her oldest sister.

Her oldest living sister.

"Hey." Prue said softly into the silent attic.

*

Chris cursed and ran a hand through his dark hair.

What the hell have I done!?

What the hell had possessed him to summon his Aunt Prue? What the hell had he been thinking? He was screwed on all sides.

If the Elders found out, they'd probably recycle him faster than you could say "Blessed Be." He wasn't too worried about that; the Elders had threatened to recycle him more times than he could count, and that was in his future, never mind the past. He could get out it if he had to though it wouldn't be pleasant. No what worried him more was the sisters.

The sisters who had never truly trusted him and probably quite justifiably hated him after today. The idea depressed him but he ruthlessly thrust it aside. What was more troublesome was the fact that, far from satisfying them, his act would probably make them more suspicious. They'd probably think that this was a ploy to get them to trust him. Chris couldn't help but wonder if they were planning to summon him and trap him in a cage until they got their answers. By any means necessary. He shuddered.

His Aunt Prue would be a problem, he knew it. She was intuitive, like all the sisters-in some areas-but she was without a doubt the most suspicious. His mother had picked up that role quite a bit after the death of her big sister, but his Aunt Prue was worse. She had to look out for the family longer than his mother and from a very young age. She was ferocious when it came to protecting her family. It was a trait he and his aunt shared, he thought mournfully. They both had to sacrifice a lot for the sake of family.

Chris shook his head. He now had the Power of Four on his case and it would be only a matter of time before they confronted him. If nothing else, about Prue. He sighed. Four of the most powerful witches after his hide? Smooth move, Halliwell. Piece of cake.

Chris weighed his options. He'd stay out of the way for the moment. The sisters would want to reconnect before coming after him, he could understand that. Until then, he'd stay out of their way. He wanted his mother to enjoy his Aunt's company before she'd blast him into oblivion. He groaned again. Wyatt was right, I am a mama's boy.

Deliberately pushing his fears away he got up off the couch of P3 and began to check his arsenal. A dozen all round vanquishing potions, similar to the ones used on Cole. Two very sharp athemes. A round device similar to army grenades. He and his brother had created them when they had been in Magic School as a method of stunning large numbers of demons in a go. He smiled grimly. They had been a very regular device in later years.

Nothing better than vanquishing demons to keep him occupied. Besides if he didn't, they'd probably attack him and his family sooner or later anyway, assuming he was born of course. Might as well get it over with now as opposed to when they interfered with the Halliwell's lives. That wouldn't do at all, now, would it? He orbed away.

A/N: well, another chapter. People were very encouraging and generous with their reviews and I've decided to keep going. But please-keep the reviews coming. I'm easily discouraged and I like knowing what people think. Telepathy would be really cool. Then again, from what Sookie Stackhouse says, maybe not. And it wouldn't be much use on a computer would it? Maybe telekinesis. Oooh, definitely telekinesis. I'd like that.

Anyway, back to the point, reviews would be greatly appreciated. What d'you think? I loved Season 6 of Charmed, but I thought it was really rushed, you know? You'd think if you discovered you had a 22 year old son and nephew from the future, you'd have lots of mushy scenes, or at least try and get to know the guy, don't you think? And I'm sorry, but I think that as a son of a Charmed One and Elder, Chris had to have more power than he let on. He didn't have to be another Twice Blessed, but he'd have to have a good bit of power. I mean, Phoebe gave her mom premonitions from the womb; sure, she's a Charmed One, but I would think Chris wouldn't be completely powerless either.

Sorry, I'm ranting aren't I? I just really like Chris and thought he deserved better. Anyway, let me know what you think and don't just flee because of my deranged ramblings. Until next time!