Christmas Morning 1998

"Mmmmm Piper that smells amazing." Prue took in the aroma that wafted through the Manorle

"Well it should, its Grams old recipe." Piper smiled as sher sister walked in the room

"Yeah but you did something to it."

"Nope. Exactly as Grams made it." Piper said as she set out the last plate for Breakfast. "Where's our little sister?"

"Don't know, she wasn't in her bed."

"Shower?"

"Nope."

Piper looked at Prue. "She wouldn't be? Would she?"

Prue started to follow Pipers thoughts. "I'll kill her." She turned and took off up the stairs. "Phoebe Marie Halliwell if you are up here casting a spell so help me I will tan your hid like never before."

Piper took off after Prue, hoping that what they thought, Phoebe wasn't doing. They had only recently discovered their magic and the youngest had taken a very keen interest in the craft. As much as herself and Prue were been cautious, Phoebe was taking it to heart and trying everything she could, much to the displeasure of her older sisters.

Prue ran up the last steps and into the attic. "Phoebe!" she stopped when she saw her sister sitting on the floor with an old doll. "Phoebs?"

"I don't remember this." Her voice was nearly inaudible. "I found it in a box with my name on it."

Prue moved across the room and sat next to her sister. It hadn't been that long, when Prue was less then happy that her sister had returned from NYC. "Mum and Dad gave you that when you were two. It was the last Christmas with them both." she said quietly, filling in the blank memeory for Phoebe

Piper had stepped in the attic, having not heard any yelling she knew that Phoebe wasn't using magic at least. She found them sitting on the floor and Phoebe holding a doll. "Hey. My breakfast is getting cold. What's going on in here?"

"Phoebe is reminiscing."

"Oh is that all." Piper smiled "well we could pull out some old pictures to while we are up here."

"No. Lets start new memories." Phoebe said placing the old doll back in the box and sliding it under the table where she found it.

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Sitting around the tree, the laughter filled the room.

"Oh remember that demon last week." Piper laughed

"Oh his bulging green eyes." Prue laughed at her own memory.

"Yeah, he got a surprise when Phoebe kicked him on his ass." Piper laughed as the pillow flew across the room.

"What was I suppose to do?" Phoebe scorned but was hiding her own laughter. "Serves him right starting a fight so close to Christmas. He is lucky we didn't cast a spell on him to make him all Christmassy."

"Oh and what a warn welcome he would have got from the underworld or wherever it is demons go." Piper said sarcastically.

"Yeah."

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As the day wound by Prue was sitting at the dining room table looking over a camera lens Piper had gotten her. She was only broken from her thoughts at the sound of the door bell. "Phoebe! Can you get that?"

"Um.. sure." She called back from somewhere upstairs.

"Oh if she is in the attic again…." Prue let her sentence end as she heard the door open and the sound of a familiar voice greeting her baby sister.

Getting up she made her way through the Manor. She saw Phoebe enveloped in a hug from her dear friend Andy.

"Andy. Hi."

Andy stepped into the Manor he had spent half his young life in. Gripping Prue in a bear hug, "Merry Christmas Prue." He set her down and placed a kiss on her cheek. "I was heading over to the ice downtown. Was hoping you three could come with me."

Prue looked at Phoebe who just smiled at her big sister.

"I'll go find Piper." Phoebe took off leaving her sister with her old romance.


Piper helped guide Phoebe along the ice as she looked up and saw Prue skating around the man made ice that San Francisco lay out in the center of the city.

Prue came up behind her sister and placing her hands around Phoebs waist she skated around the rink.

"PRUE!" Phoebe yelled, as she panicked in her sisters grip

"Phoebs relax. I am not going to drop you or let you fall." She laughed as her sister panicked. "Tell me? How is it you were involved in every sport created by man but you never learned to skate?"

"I don't know. Prue please let me go?"

"Nope."

Prue held her grip tight as she glided around with Phoebe. But with each step she took she taught her youngest sister how to skate. And it wasn't long before her grip loosened and Phoebe was soon gliding on her own.

Andy came up along Phoebe and took her hand. "Trust me Phoebe." He led her slowly around the rink as she got the hang of the blades on her feet. She let go of Andy and watched Piper. Her sisters were a naturals on the ice.

Slowing to a stop she stood mesmerized as she watched Piper. She felt a arm slink around her waist and knew it was Prue. "She is so good at this."

"Yeah, she always was. Grams said she was born to skate."

"Unlike me." Phoebe said as she rested her head on Prue's shoulder

"Yeah but you have other talents sweetie. Come on let's sit and watch." Prue knew Phoebe was getting tired from skating so gave her the easy out

Phoebe and Prue sat on the bench having relinquished their skates for their shoes and watched as Piper glided gracefully along the ice. A glide turned into a double twist in the air and straight into a fast spin in one spot.

"See. I'd get dizzy and fall on my ass."

Prue laughed and guided Phoebe towards her as she felt her sister rest her head on her shoulder.


Phoebe had flopped back on her bed, her legs sore from skating. She had showered and gotten in her pajamas and was just now closing her eyes fighting off the weariness that was trying to over take her.

She rolled over and pulled her blankets around her but looked up at the sound of her door opening.

"Hey you aren't sleeping yet are you?" Piper asked as she sat down next to Phoebe.

"No."

Prue moved in beside Phoebe and leaned against the headboard. "Sure you weren't Phoebs."

Phoebe snuggled down next to Prue as her sister opened up the book. She had heard the story so many times she almost knew it by heart. But as usual she soon lost her will to stay awake and drifted of to the end.

"Merry Christmas Prue." Was all she said before sleep consumed her from her busy day.