Outtakes Part 8:
After Different Paths Part 4: Kick ass

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"Andy?"
Prue sighted. She at first thought he finally had gone to sleep and that was the reason why he didn't react at all on her appearing in their bedroom. She walked over to the bed and carefully placed the tray of food down on the night stand, before sitting down on the bed. She started to crawl his hair again, looking at his face. He didn't react
"how are you, baby?"
no reaction
"you wanna eat something?"
no reaction. Prue sighted deeply. She couldn't take his attitude right now
"Andy, I love you, you know I'm always there for you, I know how miserable you feel right now and you know damn good, I'm not babbling some kind words into your ear. You know I know what you're going through and the death of your father hurts me a lot, too. I completely understand that you just want to retreat into your own little word, but that's not how it works. You know who taught me that? I learned that from you, when we lost Meghan… maybe I'm being mean right now, but you know what, I don't care… you kicked my ass big times as well, when I was in the same state… and it's time someone does it to you as well."
Prue said all in a kinda bitching voice. She then took a deep breath and brushed a kiss against his lips, laying down next to him, looking him straight into his face. Her forehead on his. Her tip of nose on his.
"Honey… you need to talk to me… I'm simply not able to help you… if I don't know… if I only upset you more… or comfort you… I don't know what you want me to do. I completely am lost here… help me out… please?"
she begged in a calm, gentle voice
"I… just…"
Andy closed his eyes to order his racing mind
"it hurts so much… I just… wanna hide in a hole… be alone…"
"Want me to leave?"
"I'm not quite sure… what I want right now… but… I'm quite sure… that I need you right now…"
he said and made a little break
"I just… want it to all go away, Prue… I want it to never have happened… I want everything back to normal… I want my dad alive…"
Prue bit her lip, moved a little up and hugged her husband. His face disappearing in her chest she kissed his head gently
"I'm sorry"
she whispered into his ear. Andy sniffled and pulled away, looking at her oddly. There was something to this sentence, something in her voice, what made him feel weird about it
"what… what do you mean?"
he asked
"I… just… nothing"
"Prue…"
he warned her in a hoarse whisper
"I… feel like… this is all my fault…"
"What? Why?"
"Remember the curse?"
"Prue… don't be ridiculous… this is not your fault… my dad… he… he was…"
Andy fought with himself. He couldn't say it
"gone… way after we broke the curse…"
"I… still… feel like this is… all my fault…"
Andy propped himself up on one arm and let a hand sink to her face, keeping her eyes focused on his
"it's not your fault, alright? I don't ever wanna hear that again, you understand?"
he said in the most serious way he ever had talked to her. For a few endless minutes, they stayed this way and starred into each other's eyes. Finally Prue moved and pulled him into a hug.
"I love you"
"you too"
"you wanna eat something?"
Andy just shook his head and moved them both a little, his grip on Prue tightening. An image which could be compared with a little boy holding his teddy… Prue smiled a little into his chest, noticing, how he finally had closed up a little again… after a few minutes, she heard his breath becoming more and more irregular, and only seconds later, she felt warm, wet drops on her neck. Prue lifted her hand, without a word, and just started to crawl his head again. The other was tracing his arm. When she sensed, he had calmed down a bit, she just held his hands, playing with them.
"Your mom's downstairs"
"she… what?"
"She wants your dad to be buried in San Francisco… and she wants to be with her family… and she thinks about moving back here…"
Andy didn't react
"honey?"
"I… don't know if… if I'm able to face her…"
"She seemed pretty good to me…"
"I don't want to break down in front of her"
"I'm there…"
"I know…"
Prue smiled and turned a bit, just to gently peck his lips.
"You wanna go see her?"
"Can we stay up here some more?"
"What if I say 'no'?"
Andy sighted
"honey, she's your mom… I think she saw you already worse than this…"
Andy smiled a little
"but…"
"No… c'mon… the kids will love to have her daddy for a few minutes as well…"
"I'm not sure I can…"
"You can… remember… together we can do anything…"
with that she started to get up and dragged him along, since he still clung to her. Andy whined a little, not really wanting to go. Once out of bed, Prue turned around in his arms
"you have to get out at some point… you have to face them sooner or later… right now I'm with you… another time I might won't be… can't be…"