A/N: Okay, timeline...I said that Prue's death occurred more than ten years after Dean hightailed it out of Cali.; 13 and a half years to be exact, at least for my new twist to fit in. Dean showed up in 1986, when Prue was 16 and impregnated her. I know for supernatural fans this is weird b/c Dean would have been around 7 years old so we are going to say that everything in Supernatural happened ten years earlier than the show says. Prue had the baby when she was seventeen, after completing her junior year of high school. I also want it noted that I firmly believe that Grams' habit of butting in and taking over in situations is the main reason for the screw ups in the Charmed line. Personal opinion and all, but had she not convinced Patty to give up Paige then perhaps Melinda Warren's premonition would have included all four sisters instead of causing them to fear that Paige's presence would endanger the Charmed ones' birthright. That's why I'm taking a little bit of revenge on her in this story. I like her and all but it's not like Grams is a Charmed one; she shouldn't get the ultimate say in everything, b/c by doing so she manages to create a destiny that is far from perfect for her granddaughters. I want to fix that. Sorry for the rant.


Prue hadn't known what else to do but to go to her Grams and tell her the truth, so when her Grams had told her that they weren't going to tell anyone about her pregnancy she was stunned. Grams was being extremely thoughtful and kind throughout the ordeal, and Piper and Phoebe didn't seem to have a clue. Prue didn't get very big but she had expected comments about the weight she gained from her little sisters, especially Phoebe. Lately Prue hadn't had the desire to argue with Phoebe because she was preoccupied with her dilemma.

Dean Winchester was a monster. He had caught Prue in a weak moment, encouraged her rebellious actions, attacked her the last time they were together, and left her pregnant with no way of contacting him. Remembering that night in the park, Prue shuddered. The shock from that nights events had left her memory blurry. She remembered being there with Dean, kissing him, when she heard a noise and turned to see who or what was there and then all she remembered was being thrown to the ground. Prue had woken up, her face bruised and body sore. At first she hadn't believed what Grams had told her about Dean attacking her but when he hadn't come back to school and was nowhere to be found Prue realized that Grams wouldn't lie to her.

She was now eight months pregnant and while she had thought that boy was a monster for the majority of that time, Prue wanted him to be there with her. Her mother was dead, her father had abandoned them, and Prue felt as if she was following in her mother's footsteps, and she desperately wanted to give her baby the family she never had. Rubbing her stomach, Prue tried to fight through the fog that always hung over her last memory of Dean. Prue couldn't help but fight what she knew to be true; that Dean had assaulted her when he was meant to cherish her. It felt like there was more hidden in her mind but no matter what she did, Prue couldn't cross that bridge.

And because there was no way to cross a collapsed, dilapidated path Prue was forced to take a less desired route. Grams had insisted that Prue could not give her child the life she deserved and so Prue had done what she had been raised to do; the responsible thing. That was why she was sitting in a fancy restaurant with a couple she had only seen pictures of and read a short biography pertaining to their lives together.

"I'm glad you called us," Jane Sanders said. "When the agency sent us the bio page you made it just called out to us. Mike and I have wanted a baby for such a long time," she rambled. "Is there anything you want to ask us or know?"

"Well, I do have one thing I'd like to discuss," Prue said. "I know that the baby will have two birth certificates, one from when she's actually born and one from when you adopt her. I know you'll name her whatever you want, but I'm going to put her name as Patricia Anne Winchester. Patricia was my mother's name, Anne is my middle name, and her father's last name is Winchester. Someday, when she's grown and asks about where she comes from, I want her to know who she was to me," Prue said as tears began to fell, "and that all I wanted was to keep her safe. Whether she's twenty or fifty, if she ever needs to know for herself, I just want her to know that I love her."

"Are you sure that you want this to be a closed adoption," Mike asked he. "We would be more than happy to keep in touch with you and send you-"

"No," Prue said wiping a tear from her eyes. "It would be too hard, at least right now. You'll always have my contact information but I think it's better if I don't know."

They spent the rest of their meal making arrangements and Prue was satisfied with the choice she had made, if not entirely happy.


So it had been for the next two July 14ths on Patricia's birthday that Prue would spend the day not entirely happy with herself, her life, and her decision. Despite Prue's insistence that the Sanders not stay in contact, they had sent her a photo album on Tricia's first birthday. Prue had discovered that they had renamed her Jennifer Anne Sanders, after Jane's mother and Prue. The album had included everything from the baby shower invitation for the party friends had thrown for the couple, to a birth announcement and every milestone and special occasion that had taken place in that short year.

Prue spent the next three days crying and alienating herself from her sisters and Grams. Finally, Gram had done the only thing she knew to make her granddaughter's hurt go away. Taking the photo album away, Penny put a hand to the back of Prue's head as she wept into her pillow.

"Memories of a life that interferes with her fate, Charmed is this child who bares this weight; release her now from her pain, take away the thoughts that cause her shame," Penny whispered.

A glow came over Prue, who sniffled and turned to her Grams. "It's all your fault," Prue told her Grams. "You chased Victor away and now I've lost Andy because of you. You can't stand to see me happy," the angsty eighteen year old yelled.

Grams was shocked at the turn of events. Her spell must have erased Prue's memories not only of her daughter, but of Dean and the past two years as well; reverting back to the last heartache she had faced. "Prudence," she said ready to reprimand her daughter.

"Get OUT," the teenager yelled. "Just leave! Everybody else does. Go!" Prue laid back down and began to cry.

Penny was glad that even though the pain she had meant to alleviate had merely been replaced, that the spell had worked. Teenage heartaches would dull and fade in time, but as she knew from her own daughter's experience, the heartache of giving away a child was one that lasted forever. All that was left to do was tie up some loose ends. Tomorrow she would make sure that Andy and everyone else involved would be on the same page as Prue on the memory front.


Prue Halliwell rushed through the manor doors alongside her sisters and their innocent. Since becoming a witch she had fought so many battles but they had mostly been with herself. Prue's whole life had been one sacrifice after another, and after three years of fighting evil she had finally made the realization that her sole purpose in life was to defend those who needed it, even at her own expense. The one sacrifice she had never really gotten over was the loss of her only love -or so she thought- two years earlier, which was why on this day she was prepared to make another sacrifice.

Prue pushed herself up from the spot where she had landed when Shax made his entrance. Leaping to push the innocent out of the way, Prue took the devastating hit directly to herself, sparing the doctor's life at least for a few minutes. She had been prepared for the consequences and the benefits of her actions; being reunited with her love in the afterlife. After all, it was his absence -both after his departure after high school graduation and then later his death- that had always seemed to haunt Prue. It had been there for more than a decade taunting her and today was the day it would finally disappear.

Up in the heavens, Penny Halliwell was only becoming aware of how a seemingly inconsequential spell had changed the Charmed ones' destiny.