The Power Of Three Plus One

Chapter 1 "Missing Andy"

A/N: This is set directly after the episode 'Déjà vu all over again' and I got the title because when Andy was going to help Prue fight the demon that was after them he said "you have the power of three plus one" and I though it was a sweet thing for him to say, so, yeah, anyway, here's the story:

            Prue sighed and curled up on her bed, looking at a picture of Andy. A single tear rolled down her cheek. He had only been dead for two days, but she missed him so much already. "Prue?" Phoebe asked, knocking on her door once before walking in. Prue wiped her eyes and sat up quickly tucking the picture of Andy under her pillow. "What's up, Pheebs?" she asked. "I just wanted to see how you are" Phoebe replied, sitting on the bed next to Prue, looking at her, concerned. "I'm fine" Prue answered, making herself smile. "Uh-huh" Phoebe said, sounding unconvinced, "Then why were you crying?" "I'm not! I wasn't" Prue insisted, getting off the bed and starting to walk out of the room.

            "You always do this" Phoebe said quietly. Prue turned around, facing her again "Do what?" she asked innocently. "This!" Phoebe said, gesturing to the open door "I ask you if you want to talk and you run away. Prue, you need to talk about this, be sad over this, it's never going to go away if you keep all your emotions all bottled up; scream, cry, just do something beside sit here and stare into space, just…anything" Phoebe said, her eyes softening as she looked at her big sister sadly.

            Prue's face crumpled for a moment and she looked like she was about to burst into tears, but a second later it was pulled back into the mask of indifference that it had been since Andy's death. "Really Phoebe, I'm fine. I'm over it. We tried to save him and we couldn't, end of story." Prue answered, not believing it, but hoping she'd convinced Phoebe that she did. "Honey, we did try, there was nothing else any of us could have done" Phoebe said, hoping Prue would finally open up about how she felt. "I know Phoebe!" Prue snapped and felt guilty when she saw Phoebe flinch at her tone. "I'm sorry" Prue apologized "But there's really just nothing left to say" she said simply and walked out of the room, leaving Phoebe to stare after her with tears in her eyes.

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            Andy looked around, a moment ago he was on the swing with Prue, telling her that he loved her and suddenly it all faded away, he felt the ground hard under his feet, but he only saw the wispy white of clouds surrounding him, and white everywhere; white walls, white floor, and a gauzy white glow coming from all sides. Where the hell am I? Andy wondered, looking around with a mixture of awe and curiosity. Then he saw two men in long white robes seemingly floating up to him.

            "Andy Trudeau" one of the men said. "Yeah?" Andy replied uncertainly. "You have been chosen" the other man said "You have lived a noble and good life, and died to save others." "This is your destiny" the first man said, raising an arm the gesture around them, the clouds lifted and Andy could see many others in identical robes walking all around them and he heard a sort of clicking sound that they seemed to be communicating to each other with. "Are you aliens?" Andy asked, only half joking. The men smiled "We are elders" the first one said "But these" he said looking to all the people walking by them "are whitelighters and you will become one too"

            The two elders told Andy what a whitelighter was and what a great honor it is to become one. "I'd love to be one" Andy replied, looking around at the other whitelighters with interest; he'd spent his whole life helping people when he was an inspector, so why not do the same in the afterlife?

"Once you have chosen to become a whitelighter, there is no going back, and it is frowned upon to have your wings clipped" Andy nodded "I understand" he answered "Very well" the first elder said "But you must make one last promise" "Sure, anything" Andy replied, "You cannot see or contact the Charmed Ones, Prue must never know you've become a whitelighter."

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I have BIG plans for this story, so please review and tell me what you think of it so far.