Die, My Darling, Die
The Talking
Prue and Hunter started walking towards a park nearby. From the very first moment Prue saw him, she felt like she'd known him forever. She couldn't understand why she felt so comfortable being around a stranger, even if that stranger was the one man she was in love with.
Hunter: So Ms. Halliwell, what do you do for a living?
Prue: Well, I work at this auction house, but I really don't know if that's what I want to, you know, do for the rest of my life...
Hunter: And what, exactly, would you like to do for the rest of your life? - he asked, slightly smiling at her.
Prue: I don't know... Sometimes I wish I could just run away from my work, from my responsabilities... from all these demons... - she said those last words so softly that it came out almost like a whisper.
Hunter: If you could give me just one chance - said Hunter as he brought his face dangerously closer to Prue's - I would be so pleased to show you a whole new world, with no responsabilities, without anyone telling you what to do... - by this moment, his lips were only inches away from hers. He was so close...
Prue: You know what, I really don't think I want to see a whole new world, I mean, I'm really comfortable with this one, that's for sure, you know? - she said that moving away, her face a mist of confusion and embarassment, and a little hint of curiosity.
Hunter: I apologize if I was too anticipated, I couldn't help it. But maybe we could try to make this work again, later? Or I could just walk away, if I'm bothering you...
Prue: Botheirng me? Oh no, believe me, you're so *not* bothering me, it's just that this is happening so fast, we barely know each other. But it would be great to see you again, maybe we could talk, get to know each other better and even have something more serious, who knows? - In that very second she realized she was acting just like Piper did, whenever she was anxious, or whenever something went wrong. For God's sake, she was talking more than she had ever talked in her life!
Hunter: I'd love to see you again, too, Prue. It was really nice meeting you. So... when will I see you again?
Prue: Tomorrow, at my break for lunch? We could go...
Hunter: I'm sorry, I can't meet you tomorrow at lunch - he said, interrupting her - I, uhm, I have this really sensitive skin, I can't be exposed to sunlight, I hope you can understand. But I could pick you up for dinner, tomorrow at eight, perhaps?
Prue: Okay, I'm looking forward for this!
Hunter: It was nice to talk to you, Prue, goodnight - and then he took her hand and kissed it for the second time that night.
Prue was surprised when she caught herself wondering how wonderful it felt everytime he touched her, and also wondering how could a simple, meaningless kiss on her hand give her a chill on the spine. "He's so wonderful!". That thought should have crossed her mind at least a million times since the moment she laid her eyes on him. She, then, decided to walk back to P3.
Once she got there, Phoebe started asking her everything about him.
Phoebe: So, tell me, what's his name? Is he nice? Did you two talk a lot? Are you gonna meet again? Don't you dare to leave anything out, young lady!
Prue: His name is Hunter, yes, he is nice, no, we didn't actually talk that much, and Phoebe! What I do or what I don't do with guys ain't any of your business!
Phoebe: Ooh! Looks like somebody's got a crush on this really sexy guy, with the most mysterious eyes in San Francisco! But, anyways, you know that guy, the one dancing with me before? He's so cute, I think I'm gonna stay and talk to him a little. And isn't that guy sitting on the bar, Jack I think, your partner at the Buckland's?
Prue: Yeah, it really is him. But it looks like he's leaving, doesn't it? I think I'm gonna ask for a ride, I'm just so tired, all I want right now is my bed! You tell Piper I'm leaving, okay?
Phoebe: Okay, honey, bye, see you!
And then both sisters hugged and Prue asked Jack for a ride. When she got home, she walked straight to her bedroom. She was too tired to notice a shadow watching her through the window.
"You'll be mine, that day is coming soon." - whispered the figure outside her room.
Okay, people, I know this chapter wasn't that great, but I seem to have something really huge blocking my imagination. Hope things get better in the next one!
