Love Triumphant
Waking Up To Love
Chapter XXVI
Prue opened her eyes to see her father and mother lingering by her bed. She managed a smile. "I take it I didn't bite the big one for real this time?" "No," Victor reassured her. "Baldar says your powers and more importantly your immortality are all still in tact. You're going to be fine honey!"
"Thanks to him," Patty said pointing to the other side of the bed where John Grant was sound asleep in a chair. He saved your life at great risk to his own. He's a very good and brave man darling. He's been by your bedside for most of the day. We couldn't pry him away. A girl could do a lot worse," Patty teased. Prue moaned softly.
"Are you in pain honey?" Victor asked. "No not physical pain at least," Prue answered. "I was thinking about how mean I was to John earlier. I was insufferably rude, arrogant, and cruel. Yet he was still willing to throw himself in harm's way for me. He must really be dedicated to his profession."
"There is that but then there is also the added incentive of John's obvious deep feelings for you," Patty commented. "Deep feelings?" Prue asked rhetorically. "Are you kidding? He must think I'm a complete bitch. Not to mention the fact that we hardly know each other."
"I think you know each other better than you think." "Mom what would make you say that?" "Prue dear, you know all about past lives. You've seen part of your sisters, part of your own. You know that Piper and Leo and Phoebe and Cole have all been together in the past. Is it so hard to believe that you and John might also share a history beyond this present time and space?"
"If that is true then why didn't I experience some sense of dejavu when we first met Cole? "Twins only share a face and other similar physical features," Patty said to her daughter. They don't share the same essence of being. Cole was Phoebe's soul mate to recognize not yours." "Then that explains why the only reaction I had when we first met Cole was that he had a cute butt," Prue said with a giggle.
"Since twins obviously share some of the same physical features as your mother has just pointed out then that must mean you think I have a cute butt as well," an amused masculine voice said from across the room. John had obviously awakened and was listening to the conversation with great interest. Prue could feel the blush spreading across her face. Victor cleared his throat.
John looked contrite as he stood up. "Sorry sir, I didn't mean to embar.. "It's alright," Victor said holding up his hand. "It is part of the curse of having such forthright daughters. I guess I'm going to have to get used to it. Thank you for saving her life by the way." Victor crossed over to John and shook his hand. "You're welcome sir, but you really don't have to thank me. I couldn't have done otherwise. I had to save her whatever it took." Victor patted John on the back and said, "I know and please call me Victor."
Prue felt her mother's hand slip into hers. "I think your father actually likes and accepts John and we didn't even have to wear him down first. Your sisters will be vexed," she said laughing. "They will won't they?" Prue agreed inordinately pleased. It might make up a little for the fact that they got married first."
Patty leaned down and kissed her eldest daughter on the forehead. "Come on Victor," she said. You wanted my input on the new recruiting posters your planning for the training university, and I think we should get to it." "Training posters?" Victor asked sounding puzzled at first. Then it must have dawned on him. Yes right, those training posters.
"We need to be going," Victor said to Prue and John. Will you be all right? he asked Prue. "I'm fine Daddy, thank you for being there," she replied. It made her heart feel good to see the beam on Victor's face. Prue realized she had finally let go of her hurt and anger towards her father completely. He hugged her and then he and her mother left the room.
Once the door shut behind her parents Prue shifted her gaze toward John. He had his hands in his pockets, was shuffling his feet, and looking at the floor. "I would have never pegged you for the shy silent type," she joked lightly. He looked up and a slight grin crossed his face. "That's because normally I'm not either of those things. I mean I can't tell you the amount of times I've heard the phrase shut up John. It's simply in this situation I don't quite know what to say."
"Then let me do the talking," Prue said. She moved further aside in the bed and patted the empty mattress beside her. John crossed over and cautiously sat on the bed. She took his right hand in both of hers. "Thank you for saving my life and please forgive me for the way I treated you earlier. I was engaging in a fit of self- pity and I took it out on you. I am so sorry, John. You didn't deserve it."
"It's all right Prue. I'm hardly a saint and believe me I know all about self- pity. In fact I've spent a lot of my life so far engaged in it," he said. His hand had begun to stroke hers and Prue was finding it more and more difficult to concentrate. May I ask you what had you so upset?" he asked. "Was it that Andy guy?"
"How did you find out about Andy?" "My new partner Darryl mentioned him. He said that you and Andy were in love back on earth and that he got shot. Darryl also said that when you came to Olympus Andy had the option of joining you here but chose not to because he wanted a quote normal life the second time around. For the record I think the man is an ass."
"And I think for a cop Darryl has a big mouth," Prue sighed. "So are you still in love with Andy?" John asked in a low voice. His eyes were lowered toward the bedspread.
"I was sure for a long time that I did love him and I won't lie to you, John. There was even a point where I thought he was my soul mate. I know now that wasn't the case. Andy came back into my life at around the same time I first found out about being a witch. He had been my childhood sweetheart. I think I was longing to stay connected somehow to something that was fully human, totally normal, and completely innocent. A first love fulfills all those requirements, I think I mistakenly identified those needs and desires within me for mature love.
John raised his eyes to meet hers and Prue found herself stunned by the overwhelming connection she felt. "I understand he assured her, I've done the same thing in my past." "And what about your present?" she asked. "I sensed you might have feelings for Dr. Waters that went beyond friendship and then there was that redhead that I saw you with?" Prue said bowing her own head.
"I won't lie to you either, Prue. When I was working with Sam, I did think I was in love with her. I never acted on it or even told her. Back then I lead myself to believe it was because I didn't think I was good enough for her, given my family history and all. I guess, however, on some level I must have always known, that it just wasn't meant to be. I think that like you with Andy I was more in love with what Sam represented to me. Things like strength, kindness, warmth, compassion, and security. The things that had vanished from my life a long time before I met her."
"And the redhead?" Prue prodded. "That's Rachel. She took Sam's place as the Profiler for the VCTF when Sam left. I'd met her previously at Quantico, and hit on her while I was drunk. I actually passed out before anything happened. The whole incident caused a considerable amount of trouble and embarrassment for us both later when we ended up working together. We ended up becoming very good friends but there was never anything serious between us and I was never in love with her."
"So then you're completely free?" Prue asked unable to keep the hopeful element out of her voice. "Yes, I'm free," he answered easing her mind. "What about you?" John asked. "Me too, so where do we go from here?" Prue questioned.
"I'm not sure but hopefully we can help each other figure that out along the way," was John's answer. "I have to warn you I'm not exactly an expert on this relationship stuff," Prue warned. "So it is probably going to be like the blind leading the blind." "And I have to warn you, I can be a stubborn mule headed male chauvinist jackass at times," John answered back. "Really, I never would have guessed?" she said feigning shock. They both burst into laughter.
John lifted his hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. "You are so gorgeous," he said softly. Slowly his head began descending towards hers. Prue knew he was giving her time to object should she so choose. Despite his tendency toward self-castigation, Prue knew that he was a truly honorable man. Not to mention a thoroughly sexy one. She lifted up to meet him. When their lips met it was like experiencing the joy of ice cream for the first time. It was sweet and oh so delicious and she definitely wanted more than just one taste.
Waking Up To Love
Chapter XXVI
Prue opened her eyes to see her father and mother lingering by her bed. She managed a smile. "I take it I didn't bite the big one for real this time?" "No," Victor reassured her. "Baldar says your powers and more importantly your immortality are all still in tact. You're going to be fine honey!"
"Thanks to him," Patty said pointing to the other side of the bed where John Grant was sound asleep in a chair. He saved your life at great risk to his own. He's a very good and brave man darling. He's been by your bedside for most of the day. We couldn't pry him away. A girl could do a lot worse," Patty teased. Prue moaned softly.
"Are you in pain honey?" Victor asked. "No not physical pain at least," Prue answered. "I was thinking about how mean I was to John earlier. I was insufferably rude, arrogant, and cruel. Yet he was still willing to throw himself in harm's way for me. He must really be dedicated to his profession."
"There is that but then there is also the added incentive of John's obvious deep feelings for you," Patty commented. "Deep feelings?" Prue asked rhetorically. "Are you kidding? He must think I'm a complete bitch. Not to mention the fact that we hardly know each other."
"I think you know each other better than you think." "Mom what would make you say that?" "Prue dear, you know all about past lives. You've seen part of your sisters, part of your own. You know that Piper and Leo and Phoebe and Cole have all been together in the past. Is it so hard to believe that you and John might also share a history beyond this present time and space?"
"If that is true then why didn't I experience some sense of dejavu when we first met Cole? "Twins only share a face and other similar physical features," Patty said to her daughter. They don't share the same essence of being. Cole was Phoebe's soul mate to recognize not yours." "Then that explains why the only reaction I had when we first met Cole was that he had a cute butt," Prue said with a giggle.
"Since twins obviously share some of the same physical features as your mother has just pointed out then that must mean you think I have a cute butt as well," an amused masculine voice said from across the room. John had obviously awakened and was listening to the conversation with great interest. Prue could feel the blush spreading across her face. Victor cleared his throat.
John looked contrite as he stood up. "Sorry sir, I didn't mean to embar.. "It's alright," Victor said holding up his hand. "It is part of the curse of having such forthright daughters. I guess I'm going to have to get used to it. Thank you for saving her life by the way." Victor crossed over to John and shook his hand. "You're welcome sir, but you really don't have to thank me. I couldn't have done otherwise. I had to save her whatever it took." Victor patted John on the back and said, "I know and please call me Victor."
Prue felt her mother's hand slip into hers. "I think your father actually likes and accepts John and we didn't even have to wear him down first. Your sisters will be vexed," she said laughing. "They will won't they?" Prue agreed inordinately pleased. It might make up a little for the fact that they got married first."
Patty leaned down and kissed her eldest daughter on the forehead. "Come on Victor," she said. You wanted my input on the new recruiting posters your planning for the training university, and I think we should get to it." "Training posters?" Victor asked sounding puzzled at first. Then it must have dawned on him. Yes right, those training posters.
"We need to be going," Victor said to Prue and John. Will you be all right? he asked Prue. "I'm fine Daddy, thank you for being there," she replied. It made her heart feel good to see the beam on Victor's face. Prue realized she had finally let go of her hurt and anger towards her father completely. He hugged her and then he and her mother left the room.
Once the door shut behind her parents Prue shifted her gaze toward John. He had his hands in his pockets, was shuffling his feet, and looking at the floor. "I would have never pegged you for the shy silent type," she joked lightly. He looked up and a slight grin crossed his face. "That's because normally I'm not either of those things. I mean I can't tell you the amount of times I've heard the phrase shut up John. It's simply in this situation I don't quite know what to say."
"Then let me do the talking," Prue said. She moved further aside in the bed and patted the empty mattress beside her. John crossed over and cautiously sat on the bed. She took his right hand in both of hers. "Thank you for saving my life and please forgive me for the way I treated you earlier. I was engaging in a fit of self- pity and I took it out on you. I am so sorry, John. You didn't deserve it."
"It's all right Prue. I'm hardly a saint and believe me I know all about self- pity. In fact I've spent a lot of my life so far engaged in it," he said. His hand had begun to stroke hers and Prue was finding it more and more difficult to concentrate. May I ask you what had you so upset?" he asked. "Was it that Andy guy?"
"How did you find out about Andy?" "My new partner Darryl mentioned him. He said that you and Andy were in love back on earth and that he got shot. Darryl also said that when you came to Olympus Andy had the option of joining you here but chose not to because he wanted a quote normal life the second time around. For the record I think the man is an ass."
"And I think for a cop Darryl has a big mouth," Prue sighed. "So are you still in love with Andy?" John asked in a low voice. His eyes were lowered toward the bedspread.
"I was sure for a long time that I did love him and I won't lie to you, John. There was even a point where I thought he was my soul mate. I know now that wasn't the case. Andy came back into my life at around the same time I first found out about being a witch. He had been my childhood sweetheart. I think I was longing to stay connected somehow to something that was fully human, totally normal, and completely innocent. A first love fulfills all those requirements, I think I mistakenly identified those needs and desires within me for mature love.
John raised his eyes to meet hers and Prue found herself stunned by the overwhelming connection she felt. "I understand he assured her, I've done the same thing in my past." "And what about your present?" she asked. "I sensed you might have feelings for Dr. Waters that went beyond friendship and then there was that redhead that I saw you with?" Prue said bowing her own head.
"I won't lie to you either, Prue. When I was working with Sam, I did think I was in love with her. I never acted on it or even told her. Back then I lead myself to believe it was because I didn't think I was good enough for her, given my family history and all. I guess, however, on some level I must have always known, that it just wasn't meant to be. I think that like you with Andy I was more in love with what Sam represented to me. Things like strength, kindness, warmth, compassion, and security. The things that had vanished from my life a long time before I met her."
"And the redhead?" Prue prodded. "That's Rachel. She took Sam's place as the Profiler for the VCTF when Sam left. I'd met her previously at Quantico, and hit on her while I was drunk. I actually passed out before anything happened. The whole incident caused a considerable amount of trouble and embarrassment for us both later when we ended up working together. We ended up becoming very good friends but there was never anything serious between us and I was never in love with her."
"So then you're completely free?" Prue asked unable to keep the hopeful element out of her voice. "Yes, I'm free," he answered easing her mind. "What about you?" John asked. "Me too, so where do we go from here?" Prue questioned.
"I'm not sure but hopefully we can help each other figure that out along the way," was John's answer. "I have to warn you I'm not exactly an expert on this relationship stuff," Prue warned. "So it is probably going to be like the blind leading the blind." "And I have to warn you, I can be a stubborn mule headed male chauvinist jackass at times," John answered back. "Really, I never would have guessed?" she said feigning shock. They both burst into laughter.
John lifted his hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. "You are so gorgeous," he said softly. Slowly his head began descending towards hers. Prue knew he was giving her time to object should she so choose. Despite his tendency toward self-castigation, Prue knew that he was a truly honorable man. Not to mention a thoroughly sexy one. She lifted up to meet him. When their lips met it was like experiencing the joy of ice cream for the first time. It was sweet and oh so delicious and she definitely wanted more than just one taste.