Body A Sister's Death:

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The Premonition

Prue's fingers lightly touch Phoebe's lips trying to silence Phoebe's guilt and frustration. Reaching out with her other hand, she finds Piper's hand resting on her lap. Her fingers closes around Piper's hand and Prue lightly squeezes it. "I love you both, " she moans softly as she feels her body strength slowly ebbing from her.

"We love you too, Prue. Please don't leave us." Phoebe and Piper cry in unison. At that moment, Prue's hand slowly slips away from Phoebe's lips and her head rolls gently to the side. She was gone. Prue, the beloved older sister, the protector was gone.

"Phoebe, are you going to hand me my sweater or has it become a new found friend in your closet?" Prue is standing in front of Phoebe, tapping her foot and looking slightly amused. Prue stretches her hand out. Lightly tugging on her new black cashmere sweater, Prue attempts to gently pry it from Phoebe's tight grasp.

Startled, Phoebe looks up, realizing that she was still holding the sweater that Prue had asked her to get over five minutes ago from her closet. Oh no, Prue's death, it must have been a premonition. Oh, I'm sorry Prue. I was lost in thought. I was thinking about ya' know- what I want to do with my life. I mean you have Bucklands and Piper has the new nightclub. I figured it was time for me to decide what I will be doing with the rest of my life." Phoebe hastily lied to Prue. I can't tell Prue the truth about what I saw. I don't know enough. I don't know where, how or why she was dying and I won't worry her until I know more," Phoebe thought, determined to get an answer and prevent this horrible premonition form coming to true.


"That's great, Pheebes. Now about my sweater," Prue asked, slightly prodding Phoebe with her finger.

"Sorry Prue, here you go." Phoebe quickly changed the subject, asking, "Prue, what time will you be home tonight?"

" I don't know, 7 or 8. I guess whenever I get today's' shipment cataloged." Prue answered hastily as she opened the door ad started to walk out of the house.

"Why don't you call in, take a vacation day or something?" asked Phoebe " I'm sure you have one coming. Claire can't expect you to work all the time. Maybe we could go see how Piper is coming along with the new nightclub."

" I'd like too, but not today. This shipment is very important. If I do it right, it may mean a promotion to senior appraiser. That means more money and we sure could use it. We do need to start paying back the money we borrowed for the nightclub." replied Prue as she walked away.

"Bye, Prue!" yelled Phoebe as Prue got into her car and drove away. No use trying to stop her. Prue would get suspicious and since I can't keep a secret, I would have told her everything. Anyway there is always reasonable Piper to help me think this through," reflected Phoebe.

The Visit

Arriving at Bucklands, Prue pulls open the large glass door. Claire meets her at the door. "Prudence Halliwell, you are late, again. I don't why I keep you - with all your family emergencies, coming and going at all hours Claire started off.

" I do. I am the best appraiser you every had. So if I have a few errands or keep strange hours, you'll keep me 'cause I get the job done. - Now, I have work to do," Prue finishes. Prue turns and goes into her office, leaving a dumbfounded Claire. I don't know why I acted that way- telling Claire exactly how I felt, pondered Prue. Boy, it did feel good though, her mind wandered.

A strange shadow appears behind Prue in the doorway. It hovers and watches as she goes into her office and starts to work. In her office, Prue begins to work on the day's shipment, cataloging them for the auction to be held this Friday.

After several hours of cataloging and researching artifacts, Prue slowly leans forward and puts her head onto the desk feeling extremely tired all of the sudden. After a few minutes of rest, Prue decides to go back to work.

As she lefts her head up, a dark shadow flashes across the wall of her office. Prue catches the shadow out of the corner of her eye. Prue turns around to see whom the shadow belongs to, but finds nothing. At loud to herself, Prue mutters: "It must be my imagination. Maybe Phoebe's right, I do need a vacation." Prue quickly dismisses what she saw and goes back to work. Unknown to Prue, the dark shadow appears again. The owner of this phantom hand reaches down and touches Prue's head as if marking her.

Above, in heaven, Andy Trudeux, and Penny and Gram Halliwell are watching the event unfold. "No, no, not my beloved Prue." Andy cries an utter despair. Sobbing uncontrollably, he continues to question the fairness of what he is watching. "How can this happen to her. She is so beautiful, so kind, so brave, so special I can't bear to lose her. "

He looks around at Penny Halliwell who is shaking her head in disbelief. " Oh my little one. I thought you would be spared, that you wouldn't suffer an early death. What is happening, Prue? What will happen to your sisters without you? How will they go on? Phoebe needs someone to guide her and Piper needs your wisdom." Reaching out she lightly touches her mother's hand and a silent message of understanding passes between mother and daughter, knowing that if either could change destiny, they would.

Prue looks up, thinking she hears her Andy and her mother talking. She doesn't know what they are saying, but that they are extremely sad. She thinks of Andy. His death has been so hard to accept. She thought she was starting to get over him. At that point, she realizes that she will never be over Andy. Maybe you never get over losing a love one, she thought.

In the shadows, the phantom watches and waits for the right time. "The time approaches shortly." he whispers. Its' eerie warning reaches Prue who feels a chill and shivers as she her future lies foreboding before her.

Sudden an overwhelming tiredness creeps upon Prue. Trying to shake it off, Prue gets up from her desk, but tumbles to the floor.

The Sisters' Dilemma

Meanwhile, Phoebe had found Piper fixing up the nightclub. Putting on a good front, Phoebe comes in, "How ya doing sis?" Piper quickly cuts her off "Unless this is real important, Pheebs, I don't have time to talk. I am up to my eyeballs in paperwork. I didn't know running your own place would be so difficult."

"Actually this is important, Piper, " started off Phoebe. Phoebe pauses a minute, thinking how best to bring this up without alarming Piper too much. Piper was always the mediating, sensitive sister. "It's Prue," Phoebe finally says.

"What's wrong?" asked a worried Piper. Piper is looking at Phoebe with great concern.

Too late, thought Phoebe, I have already worried her. " I had a premonition. In it you and I were cradling Prue as she is slowly- dying." Phoebe says, almost in a whisper. Her eyes fill up with tears that slowly run down her face.

Tears start to fall from Piper's eyes as well. She manages between sobs to ask, "How? What happened?"

" I don't know. I didn't see anything else. It was completely black, no demon, no warlock, nothing. How can I – we - stop this if we don't even know what we are fighting? What is the use of this gift if I can't use it to protect the ones I love the most" Phoebe rambles, as she grows more agitated.

"Calm down, Pheebes. We will find a way to help Prue. What did Prue say when you told her? Piper asked. One look at Phoebe and Piper knew the answer. "You didn't tell her, did you? Phoebe she has the right to know. Wouldn't you want to know if it was you?"

" I couldn't tell her. What was I going to say? Sis, I just saw you die and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. " Phoebe answered angrily. Softening her tone, Phoebe continues, " I thought you and I could find some answers to help Prue so she wouldn't worry so much."

"I know Pheebs." Piper tries to comfort her little sister, knowing how close Phoebe and Prue were despite their frequent sisterly arguments. "Where's Prue now?" continues Piper.

"Where else, Bucklands as usual." Phoebe answered, trying to control her tears.

"Phoebe, you let her go to work without anyone to protect her. How could you?" Piper asked frantically.

Phoebe's anger flares up again. She was on edge knowing there was knowing she could do to help, " I couldn't stop her if I wanted to. You know Prue. Anyway she is safer without us until we know something. Remember, in my premonition she dies when is with us."

"Don't you understand Phoebe? Maybe she didn't die because we were there. Maybe she dies because we weren't there- that we came too late." Piper explains.

"No, how could I be so stupid not to see that.?" cries Phoebe. " I'm just so stupid. The stupid sister and this time that stupidity may kill Prue."

Piper puts her arm around her sister's shoulder to comfort her. " No, you are not stupid, just worried about your sister. You love Prue. Both Prue and I know you wouldn't do anything stupid to harm her."

They sit a moment in silence, slowly trying to calm their sorrow. Piper breaks the silence first. "Pheebs, you know we do have to tell Prue."

" I guess you're right. What are we going to tell her, Piper?" asks Phoebe.

"The truth Pheebs." answers Piper sadly. "The truth"