CHARMED
"PRUE"
by J. B. Tilton
email: aramath@isot.com
Rating: G
Disclaimer: "Charmed" and all related characters and events are
the property of the WB television network, except for those characters
specifically created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction
and no infringement of copyright is intended.
* * *
(Authors note: This story takes place between season 3 episode
"All Hell Breaks Loose" and the end of season 4 episode "Hell Hath No
Fury".)
* * *
As Piper and Phoebe come to terms with the death of their
sister, Prue makes the transition from the world of the living to the
afterlife.
* * *
ONE
Prue Halliwell looked around. Everywhere she looked, it was
white. A layer of what appeared to be clouds hovering just above her
feet. All around her similar clouds swirled creating mist everywhere.
She knew where she was without having to be told. She had been
here before. When a warlock had tried to kill all the White Lighters
leaving witches everywhere defenseless. She was "up there".
But Leo hadn't orbed her there. And as far as she knew, she
couldn't astral project there. The last few moments before being here
were hazy. She and Piper had been in the underworld trying to save
Phoebe. Then, suddenly, she was here. There was only one possible
explanation for it.
"I'm dead," she said aloud.
Strangely, she wasn't disturbed by the realization that she was
dead. In fact, there was a kind of inner peace she felt. That must
be normal for those who had died. No more of life's burdens to carry
around. No more of the daily drudgery of just living.
So, if she was dead, what now? Pearly gates, wings, a halo, and
sitting on a cloud somewhere strumming a harp for all eternity?
Somehow, she doubted it. Then what? Shouldn't someone be here to
meet her or something? To tell her what came next?
"Okay," she said out loud, "what now?"
"Now, you get reacquainted with old friends," said a voice
behind her.
She turned to see a man standing behind her. She knew him
instantly, of course. In life, he had been a very important part of
her life.
"Andy," she whispered.
"Hello, Prue," said Andy.
"He's not alone," said Patty Halliwell walking out of the
clouds, followed by Penny Halliwell.
"Mom, grams?" questioned Prue in total surprise.
The Three women hugged each other. It had been a long time
since Prue had been able to hug her mother and or grandmother. She
hadn't realized just how much she had missed them since their deaths.
"It's so good to see you all," said Prue. "I mean, considering
the circumstances. Of course, I hadn't expected to be here so soon.
And it was kind of sudden."
"Not so sudden for us," said Patty. "We've known for a while
that you were coming up here."
"This is going to be an easy one," said grams smiling.
"An easy what?" asked Prue.
"Transition," said Andy. "Sometimes the transition from living
to dead can be difficult. The hardest part is getting the person to
accept that they've actually died. You seem to have already accepted
it."
"I always knew it could happen," said Prue. "I guess I just
didn't believe it would ever really happen. Now that it has, it's not
so hard to accept. What about Piper and Phoebe. Are they . . ."
"Alive," said Patty. "They've already returned to the Earthly
realm and, for the moment at least, they're resting comfortably at the
manor."
"Good," said Prue. "I'm glad to see their okay."
"Well, that's part of why you're here," said Andy.
"I don't understand," said Prue.
"Come on," said Andy. "There's something we need to show you."
They walked through the swirling mists together. Having her
mother, grandmother, and Andy with her made Prue feel more at ease.
Something that struck here a bit odd considering she was no longer
alive and such things shouldn't matter to her. They came to a
freestanding pedestal about four feet tall. On top of it was what
appeared to be a mirror.
"I see her acceptance of her death was an easy matter," said an
older man in white robes, walking out of the mists.
"Who are you?" asked Prue.
"Oh, you've have some interesting names for us over the years,"
said the man. "I believe you once said that we weren't your favorite
people."
"An Elder," said Prue.
"Guilty as charged," said the man, smiling.
"Okay," said Prue. "So what is it that you want to show me?"
"Those who have recently passed over are usually concerned with
how their loved ones are taking their deaths," said the Elder. "So we
allow them to look in on their loved ones. In your case, you'll be
allowed to look in on Piper and Phoebe for a bit."
"Thank you," said Prue. "I guess I am concerned how they'll go
on without me around."
"The mirror will let you see what's going on down on Earth,"
said Andy. "We," he indicated Patty and Penny, "will try to answer
any questions you might have."
"Before we show you Piper and Phoebe," said the Elder, "there's
something else you should see first."
He passed his hand over the mirror on the pedestal and an image
began to form in the mirror.
"PRUE"
by J. B. Tilton
email: aramath@isot.com
Rating: G
Disclaimer: "Charmed" and all related characters and events are
the property of the WB television network, except for those characters
specifically created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction
and no infringement of copyright is intended.
* * *
(Authors note: This story takes place between season 3 episode
"All Hell Breaks Loose" and the end of season 4 episode "Hell Hath No
Fury".)
* * *
As Piper and Phoebe come to terms with the death of their
sister, Prue makes the transition from the world of the living to the
afterlife.
* * *
ONE
Prue Halliwell looked around. Everywhere she looked, it was
white. A layer of what appeared to be clouds hovering just above her
feet. All around her similar clouds swirled creating mist everywhere.
She knew where she was without having to be told. She had been
here before. When a warlock had tried to kill all the White Lighters
leaving witches everywhere defenseless. She was "up there".
But Leo hadn't orbed her there. And as far as she knew, she
couldn't astral project there. The last few moments before being here
were hazy. She and Piper had been in the underworld trying to save
Phoebe. Then, suddenly, she was here. There was only one possible
explanation for it.
"I'm dead," she said aloud.
Strangely, she wasn't disturbed by the realization that she was
dead. In fact, there was a kind of inner peace she felt. That must
be normal for those who had died. No more of life's burdens to carry
around. No more of the daily drudgery of just living.
So, if she was dead, what now? Pearly gates, wings, a halo, and
sitting on a cloud somewhere strumming a harp for all eternity?
Somehow, she doubted it. Then what? Shouldn't someone be here to
meet her or something? To tell her what came next?
"Okay," she said out loud, "what now?"
"Now, you get reacquainted with old friends," said a voice
behind her.
She turned to see a man standing behind her. She knew him
instantly, of course. In life, he had been a very important part of
her life.
"Andy," she whispered.
"Hello, Prue," said Andy.
"He's not alone," said Patty Halliwell walking out of the
clouds, followed by Penny Halliwell.
"Mom, grams?" questioned Prue in total surprise.
The Three women hugged each other. It had been a long time
since Prue had been able to hug her mother and or grandmother. She
hadn't realized just how much she had missed them since their deaths.
"It's so good to see you all," said Prue. "I mean, considering
the circumstances. Of course, I hadn't expected to be here so soon.
And it was kind of sudden."
"Not so sudden for us," said Patty. "We've known for a while
that you were coming up here."
"This is going to be an easy one," said grams smiling.
"An easy what?" asked Prue.
"Transition," said Andy. "Sometimes the transition from living
to dead can be difficult. The hardest part is getting the person to
accept that they've actually died. You seem to have already accepted
it."
"I always knew it could happen," said Prue. "I guess I just
didn't believe it would ever really happen. Now that it has, it's not
so hard to accept. What about Piper and Phoebe. Are they . . ."
"Alive," said Patty. "They've already returned to the Earthly
realm and, for the moment at least, they're resting comfortably at the
manor."
"Good," said Prue. "I'm glad to see their okay."
"Well, that's part of why you're here," said Andy.
"I don't understand," said Prue.
"Come on," said Andy. "There's something we need to show you."
They walked through the swirling mists together. Having her
mother, grandmother, and Andy with her made Prue feel more at ease.
Something that struck here a bit odd considering she was no longer
alive and such things shouldn't matter to her. They came to a
freestanding pedestal about four feet tall. On top of it was what
appeared to be a mirror.
"I see her acceptance of her death was an easy matter," said an
older man in white robes, walking out of the mists.
"Who are you?" asked Prue.
"Oh, you've have some interesting names for us over the years,"
said the man. "I believe you once said that we weren't your favorite
people."
"An Elder," said Prue.
"Guilty as charged," said the man, smiling.
"Okay," said Prue. "So what is it that you want to show me?"
"Those who have recently passed over are usually concerned with
how their loved ones are taking their deaths," said the Elder. "So we
allow them to look in on their loved ones. In your case, you'll be
allowed to look in on Piper and Phoebe for a bit."
"Thank you," said Prue. "I guess I am concerned how they'll go
on without me around."
"The mirror will let you see what's going on down on Earth,"
said Andy. "We," he indicated Patty and Penny, "will try to answer
any questions you might have."
"Before we show you Piper and Phoebe," said the Elder, "there's
something else you should see first."
He passed his hand over the mirror on the pedestal and an image
began to form in the mirror.