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Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, home where I wanted to go
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Prue came home the next day. There was a small party there, consisting of Andy, Phoebe, and Piper. Leo was also there, as Piper's date.
Piper and Phoebe had set up the spare room on the first floor for Prue, until she was well enough to use the stairs a lot. As it turned out, Leo had been right. Prue hardly used the wheelchair, and when she did, it was at her sister's insistance that she shouldn't be straining herself.
Prue was overjoyed to be home. Just the change of scenery from that drab, confining hospital room she'd lived in for over a month was enough to give her spirits a major lift. Being back at the manor made Prue even more determined to attain a complete recovery as soon as possible. She worked extra hard in her sessions with Natalie. Everyone, even the hard-assed, straight-faced phsycal therapist, was happily astounded with Prue's progress.
Before too long, she was able to walk further distances on her own. One weekend, about two months after the accident, Andy took Prue to the park.
"Let me know if you get tired," Andy told her as they walked along the gardens.
"I'm fine." Prue insisted. "I like being outdoors, walking around with you. It reminds me of when we were kids."
Andy squeezed her hand. "I was thinking about that a few weeks ago, when you were in the hospital. Did I tell you? I went for a walk on the other side of the park, by the bike path, and I went to our spot. I sat there for a while, thinking about you, and about our first kiss there. You remember that?"
Prue smiled. "I remember. How could I ever forget?"
Andy smiled back, and the continued on in quiet.
Andy suddenly looked up, as if a thought had just occured to him. "Hey, you haven't met my partner, Darryl, yet, have you?"
Prue shook her head. "No, but I've heard you talk about him a few times. Why?"
"Well, his wife is throwing him a birthday party tonight, and I was wondering if you'd be my date? I'd like a chance to show you off." he said, slipping an arm around her and pulling her close.
"Sure, I'll go." Prue agreed. "I've been so cooped up the past few months, I'd love a chance to get out."
"Good." Andy said. Impulsively, he picked her up. "Now, since you're going to be coming with me tonight, you should rest up today. Come on, baby, back to bed."
Laughing, Prue allowed him to carry her home.
That night, they arrived at Darryl's house at seven.
"Darryl, this is my girlfriend, Prue Halliwell. Prue, this is Darryl Morris, my partner in crime -- um, I mean, fighting crime." Andy introduced.
Prue laughed at the joke, then smiled at Darryl. "Andy's told me so much about you."
Darryl shook her hand. "He's told me a lot about you, too."
"Oh, no." Prue said. "I think we should both be scared."
Darryl laughed. "Knowing Andy? I'm terrified. You can relax, though. Everything he's told me about you is good. Well, almost."
Prue looked at Andy inquisitively. "Almost?"
"Hey, Darryl, where is your lovely wife?" Andy asked loudly, obviously changing the subject.
Darryl motioned to a pretty young woman standing off to the side talking to friends. She excused herself and came over.
"Janna, you know Andy. This is his girlfriend, Prue. Prue, this is my wife, Janna." Darryl introduced.
The two women shook hands. "It's nice meeting you, Prue." Janna said hospitably. "You should come over and meet the other girls. Most of our husbands are officers, and we've all become pretty good friends. I'm sure you'll fit right in."
Janna guided Prue over to the group of women she'd been talking to. Prue, still something of the social butterfly she'd been in high school, melded easily into the conversation.
Andy watched her for a while, at first. Then, satisfied she was okay, he turned back to Darryl.
"So," he said, "what do you think of her?"
Darryl shrugged. "I think she's great. Janna seems to like her."
"Janna likes everybody." Andy pointed out.
"The rest of those girls don't." Darryl countered. "If she can hold her own with them, as she's doing so well right now, she's got to be pretty special."
Andy nodded. "She is."
The two men fell into silence. They stood side by side, watching the women talk. Prue was beautiful, her black curls bouncing when she laughed. It pained Andy to know that he'd almost lost her, and it hurt even more that it was right after he found her again. He shook his head. He'd always regretted leaving her after high school. Now that he had the chance to make it right, he promised himself he'd do better. Darryl was right, she was special, and no matter what, he vowed, he wasn't going to lose her again.
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A/N: Oh. My. Cod. 150 reviews. I never, ever thought I'd get anywhere near this much. I can't thank you guys enough, but if you leave your e-mail addy in your next review, I'll drop you a note. You all rock. Thanks, guys!
~from the song "Clocks" by Coldplay~
Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, home where I wanted to go
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Prue came home the next day. There was a small party there, consisting of Andy, Phoebe, and Piper. Leo was also there, as Piper's date.
Piper and Phoebe had set up the spare room on the first floor for Prue, until she was well enough to use the stairs a lot. As it turned out, Leo had been right. Prue hardly used the wheelchair, and when she did, it was at her sister's insistance that she shouldn't be straining herself.
Prue was overjoyed to be home. Just the change of scenery from that drab, confining hospital room she'd lived in for over a month was enough to give her spirits a major lift. Being back at the manor made Prue even more determined to attain a complete recovery as soon as possible. She worked extra hard in her sessions with Natalie. Everyone, even the hard-assed, straight-faced phsycal therapist, was happily astounded with Prue's progress.
Before too long, she was able to walk further distances on her own. One weekend, about two months after the accident, Andy took Prue to the park.
"Let me know if you get tired," Andy told her as they walked along the gardens.
"I'm fine." Prue insisted. "I like being outdoors, walking around with you. It reminds me of when we were kids."
Andy squeezed her hand. "I was thinking about that a few weeks ago, when you were in the hospital. Did I tell you? I went for a walk on the other side of the park, by the bike path, and I went to our spot. I sat there for a while, thinking about you, and about our first kiss there. You remember that?"
Prue smiled. "I remember. How could I ever forget?"
Andy smiled back, and the continued on in quiet.
Andy suddenly looked up, as if a thought had just occured to him. "Hey, you haven't met my partner, Darryl, yet, have you?"
Prue shook her head. "No, but I've heard you talk about him a few times. Why?"
"Well, his wife is throwing him a birthday party tonight, and I was wondering if you'd be my date? I'd like a chance to show you off." he said, slipping an arm around her and pulling her close.
"Sure, I'll go." Prue agreed. "I've been so cooped up the past few months, I'd love a chance to get out."
"Good." Andy said. Impulsively, he picked her up. "Now, since you're going to be coming with me tonight, you should rest up today. Come on, baby, back to bed."
Laughing, Prue allowed him to carry her home.
That night, they arrived at Darryl's house at seven.
"Darryl, this is my girlfriend, Prue Halliwell. Prue, this is Darryl Morris, my partner in crime -- um, I mean, fighting crime." Andy introduced.
Prue laughed at the joke, then smiled at Darryl. "Andy's told me so much about you."
Darryl shook her hand. "He's told me a lot about you, too."
"Oh, no." Prue said. "I think we should both be scared."
Darryl laughed. "Knowing Andy? I'm terrified. You can relax, though. Everything he's told me about you is good. Well, almost."
Prue looked at Andy inquisitively. "Almost?"
"Hey, Darryl, where is your lovely wife?" Andy asked loudly, obviously changing the subject.
Darryl motioned to a pretty young woman standing off to the side talking to friends. She excused herself and came over.
"Janna, you know Andy. This is his girlfriend, Prue. Prue, this is my wife, Janna." Darryl introduced.
The two women shook hands. "It's nice meeting you, Prue." Janna said hospitably. "You should come over and meet the other girls. Most of our husbands are officers, and we've all become pretty good friends. I'm sure you'll fit right in."
Janna guided Prue over to the group of women she'd been talking to. Prue, still something of the social butterfly she'd been in high school, melded easily into the conversation.
Andy watched her for a while, at first. Then, satisfied she was okay, he turned back to Darryl.
"So," he said, "what do you think of her?"
Darryl shrugged. "I think she's great. Janna seems to like her."
"Janna likes everybody." Andy pointed out.
"The rest of those girls don't." Darryl countered. "If she can hold her own with them, as she's doing so well right now, she's got to be pretty special."
Andy nodded. "She is."
The two men fell into silence. They stood side by side, watching the women talk. Prue was beautiful, her black curls bouncing when she laughed. It pained Andy to know that he'd almost lost her, and it hurt even more that it was right after he found her again. He shook his head. He'd always regretted leaving her after high school. Now that he had the chance to make it right, he promised himself he'd do better. Darryl was right, she was special, and no matter what, he vowed, he wasn't going to lose her again.
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A/N: Oh. My. Cod. 150 reviews. I never, ever thought I'd get anywhere near this much. I can't thank you guys enough, but if you leave your e-mail addy in your next review, I'll drop you a note. You all rock. Thanks, guys!
~from the song "Clocks" by Coldplay~