Title: Volcano Melt you Down
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not Mine; Don't Sue.
Summary: Song fic. Just Read And Review.The story itself is partially written as teens. AU
A/N: The Song "Volcano" is by Damien Rice.
Don't hold yourself like that
You'll hurt your knee
I kissed your mouth and back
That's all i need
Don't build your World around
Volcanos melt Down
Prue glared at Andy across the room. She wasn't backing down. she never backed down in arguments. she was as stubborn as they come, and so headstrong you'd have to be an idiot to correct her. Yet here was Andy staring right back at her.
"Why Do you always try to fit in with the assholes that is the football team? You're not like them. All they care about is themselves and who they can hurt today"
"Who the hell are you to tell me about trying to fit in? Weren't YOU a cheerleader?"
"Yes and regret it. I mean look where it got me. I ended up losing a child and now i feel like I'm about to lose you."
"You can't lose something you never had."
Prue took a step back from him. She took a deep breath before talking.
"Andy you better be fucking glad that you are drunk and don't know what you are saying because I am tempted to punch the shit out of you. I will back tomorrow, hopefully you will sober and coherent."
Prue walked away and jumped in to her car to drive away as fast as she could. How she made it to her favorite thinking place she didn't know. Her tears had blurred her vision the entire way.
Prue sat on the bridge and looked down at the traffic. Maybe it was her fault things were the way the were. Maybe if she had been healthier then things wouldn't be said. But Prue knew there was sense in living in the past. It only made things worst. Prue wiped her eyes and took deep calming breaths.
Prue started to walk down the cliffy side where her car was parked. When she got half way down she tripped and fell down a few feet. though she had minor aches and bruises she had a dull throb in her heart. The exact Moment Prue fell somewhere across town Andy's car was in an accident.
Prue drove home to find the San Francisco Police parked in her driveway. Prue parked her car and ran up to the door.
"Grams! Piper! Pheobe! What's going on?" Prue frantically to the living room. There she found Grams and two officers talking.
"Prue sweetie your okay."
"Of Course I'm okay why wouldn't I be okay?"
"Prue honey I think you need to sit down to hear this."
"No just tell me what's going on?"
"Prue, Andy got into a car accident."
"So just tell me where he's been checked into."
"Prue, there were no survivors. I'm so sorry Prue, Andy's dead."
Prue's heart stopped. She faintly heard her grandmother's words, as everything went black. The free falling sensation she was feeling was nothing compared to the dull throb that kept growing. Everything she loved always ended up leaving.
A few days later Prue started to stir. She tried to sit up but she felt weak and tired. As if all her life force had been taken away from her. Prue sat up and pulled her knees to her chest. Andy was gone and there was nothing she could do about it. The last words they had spoken to each other were words of malice and pain. She never had a chance to apologize. Tears silently coursed down her cheeks. Most of her sprit left her, for so much of her spirit belonged to Andy.
Prue looked over to the window in her room. She had a plain view of the park. It was a bright and sunny day. The birds were singing and there were couples hugging and kissing in the park while watching children play. Her heart felt empty yet full at the same time. Prue stared at the window until a guy cleared his throat behind her.
"How are we feeling today miss Halliwell?" asked the guy.
"All things considered fine."
"Well I have some news for you, but I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing."
"Just tell me and I'll decipher that for myself."
"You're pregnant"
*18 years later*
Prue watched as Andi walked across the stage to the podium. 18 years didn't seem like a long time ago. the summer of Andy's death felt like a life time compared to that joyous day. Prue watched as Andi arrange her papers in front of her. She was class Valedictorian for 2019
"A wise person once told me it doesn't matter if you wore the right kind of shoes, or you were friends with the popular group in school, all that matters is that you made a lasting impression. Well this person was right. This year though it was joyous and a lot was accomplished this year, it was also a tragic year. We have lost more 30 more students then we needed to. Many of our brothers, sisters, boyfriends, best friends, and co-workers were lost. These people we have lost has hit us hard. I know this from personal experience I lost my cousin Marie, due to drugs. I lost my Fiance and best friend due to a petty argument. There's a saying a bullet doesn't have a name on it, and I know this is true.
But it is time for us to not dwell in the past. Though we lost many we will gain many more. Though we have sacrificed our own hearts we have caused joy to many, and now i believe it is time to spread more joy to the others in the world. for those who are traveling this summer and next year, be careful and came back to us, never linger to far because you'll never know when your going to need helping hand. and so to end this on a happy note I want to congratulate the Senior class. We have made it through trials and tribulations. we have made it."
Andi walked off stage to her mother and Grandfather. She couldn't stay any longer, to many memories, and to many ghost haunted that auditorium. That auditorium is where she met Chris, where they first kissed, and where he ultimately proposed to her at. Thought she was 17 and two mos. pregnant, her entire life was lived in that school.
*The Next Day*
"Mom how did you know you wanted to keep me?" Andi asked as she ate ice cream and gummy worms.
"I didn't really have a choice. the way i saw it was that i was carrying the last descendent of The Trudeau's and I wouldn't have felt right giving you up, besides I don't believe in abortion." Prue said with a smirk.
Andi threw a gummy worm at her mother and it landed on her nose. And with that one action a full blown food fight that turned in to a tickle war was in the making.
*Somewhere Else In The Universe*
"Do you think they'll be okay?" a Teenager asked and older guy.
"I know they're gonna be okay. They have strong characters."
"Hey Andy you never did tell me you relationship with them."
"I'm Prue dead ex-husband and Andi's father."
"OH, your THE Andy."
"Yep. The one and only."
"Hey do you think we'll be able to see them again once they get their gifts?"
"Only time will tell, Chris. Only time will tell."
A/N: If All goes well I Might turn it in to a trilogy of Different stories that may or may not interconnect some where with the plot. tell if i shold or shouldn't.
***PhALLoPHobIA***
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not Mine; Don't Sue.
Summary: Song fic. Just Read And Review.The story itself is partially written as teens. AU
A/N: The Song "Volcano" is by Damien Rice.
Don't hold yourself like that
You'll hurt your knee
I kissed your mouth and back
That's all i need
Don't build your World around
Volcanos melt Down
Prue glared at Andy across the room. She wasn't backing down. she never backed down in arguments. she was as stubborn as they come, and so headstrong you'd have to be an idiot to correct her. Yet here was Andy staring right back at her.
"Why Do you always try to fit in with the assholes that is the football team? You're not like them. All they care about is themselves and who they can hurt today"
"Who the hell are you to tell me about trying to fit in? Weren't YOU a cheerleader?"
"Yes and regret it. I mean look where it got me. I ended up losing a child and now i feel like I'm about to lose you."
"You can't lose something you never had."
Prue took a step back from him. She took a deep breath before talking.
"Andy you better be fucking glad that you are drunk and don't know what you are saying because I am tempted to punch the shit out of you. I will back tomorrow, hopefully you will sober and coherent."
Prue walked away and jumped in to her car to drive away as fast as she could. How she made it to her favorite thinking place she didn't know. Her tears had blurred her vision the entire way.
Prue sat on the bridge and looked down at the traffic. Maybe it was her fault things were the way the were. Maybe if she had been healthier then things wouldn't be said. But Prue knew there was sense in living in the past. It only made things worst. Prue wiped her eyes and took deep calming breaths.
Prue started to walk down the cliffy side where her car was parked. When she got half way down she tripped and fell down a few feet. though she had minor aches and bruises she had a dull throb in her heart. The exact Moment Prue fell somewhere across town Andy's car was in an accident.
Prue drove home to find the San Francisco Police parked in her driveway. Prue parked her car and ran up to the door.
"Grams! Piper! Pheobe! What's going on?" Prue frantically to the living room. There she found Grams and two officers talking.
"Prue sweetie your okay."
"Of Course I'm okay why wouldn't I be okay?"
"Prue honey I think you need to sit down to hear this."
"No just tell me what's going on?"
"Prue, Andy got into a car accident."
"So just tell me where he's been checked into."
"Prue, there were no survivors. I'm so sorry Prue, Andy's dead."
Prue's heart stopped. She faintly heard her grandmother's words, as everything went black. The free falling sensation she was feeling was nothing compared to the dull throb that kept growing. Everything she loved always ended up leaving.
A few days later Prue started to stir. She tried to sit up but she felt weak and tired. As if all her life force had been taken away from her. Prue sat up and pulled her knees to her chest. Andy was gone and there was nothing she could do about it. The last words they had spoken to each other were words of malice and pain. She never had a chance to apologize. Tears silently coursed down her cheeks. Most of her sprit left her, for so much of her spirit belonged to Andy.
Prue looked over to the window in her room. She had a plain view of the park. It was a bright and sunny day. The birds were singing and there were couples hugging and kissing in the park while watching children play. Her heart felt empty yet full at the same time. Prue stared at the window until a guy cleared his throat behind her.
"How are we feeling today miss Halliwell?" asked the guy.
"All things considered fine."
"Well I have some news for you, but I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing."
"Just tell me and I'll decipher that for myself."
"You're pregnant"
*18 years later*
Prue watched as Andi walked across the stage to the podium. 18 years didn't seem like a long time ago. the summer of Andy's death felt like a life time compared to that joyous day. Prue watched as Andi arrange her papers in front of her. She was class Valedictorian for 2019
"A wise person once told me it doesn't matter if you wore the right kind of shoes, or you were friends with the popular group in school, all that matters is that you made a lasting impression. Well this person was right. This year though it was joyous and a lot was accomplished this year, it was also a tragic year. We have lost more 30 more students then we needed to. Many of our brothers, sisters, boyfriends, best friends, and co-workers were lost. These people we have lost has hit us hard. I know this from personal experience I lost my cousin Marie, due to drugs. I lost my Fiance and best friend due to a petty argument. There's a saying a bullet doesn't have a name on it, and I know this is true.
But it is time for us to not dwell in the past. Though we lost many we will gain many more. Though we have sacrificed our own hearts we have caused joy to many, and now i believe it is time to spread more joy to the others in the world. for those who are traveling this summer and next year, be careful and came back to us, never linger to far because you'll never know when your going to need helping hand. and so to end this on a happy note I want to congratulate the Senior class. We have made it through trials and tribulations. we have made it."
Andi walked off stage to her mother and Grandfather. She couldn't stay any longer, to many memories, and to many ghost haunted that auditorium. That auditorium is where she met Chris, where they first kissed, and where he ultimately proposed to her at. Thought she was 17 and two mos. pregnant, her entire life was lived in that school.
*The Next Day*
"Mom how did you know you wanted to keep me?" Andi asked as she ate ice cream and gummy worms.
"I didn't really have a choice. the way i saw it was that i was carrying the last descendent of The Trudeau's and I wouldn't have felt right giving you up, besides I don't believe in abortion." Prue said with a smirk.
Andi threw a gummy worm at her mother and it landed on her nose. And with that one action a full blown food fight that turned in to a tickle war was in the making.
*Somewhere Else In The Universe*
"Do you think they'll be okay?" a Teenager asked and older guy.
"I know they're gonna be okay. They have strong characters."
"Hey Andy you never did tell me you relationship with them."
"I'm Prue dead ex-husband and Andi's father."
"OH, your THE Andy."
"Yep. The one and only."
"Hey do you think we'll be able to see them again once they get their gifts?"
"Only time will tell, Chris. Only time will tell."
A/N: If All goes well I Might turn it in to a trilogy of Different stories that may or may not interconnect some where with the plot. tell if i shold or shouldn't.
***PhALLoPHobIA***