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Your heart is not open so I must go
The spell has been broken, I loved you so
Freedom comes when you learn to let go
Creation comes when you learn to say no
You were my lesson I had to learn
I was your fortress you had to burn
Pain is a warning that something's wrong
I pray to God that it won't be long
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Prue sat down on Andy's couch, completely numb. She was vaguely aware of Darryl, Leo, and her sisters surrounding her. She was even less aware of the police that had swarmed the apartment. She didn't hear anything that was being said to her. Her mind was reeling.
Andy. Andy was dead. He'd been called in as backup during an armed robbery, a routine procedure. Except this one hadn't been routine. Andy had taken a bullet in the wrong spot. There was nothing anyone could have done. And now, Prue was completely lost.
How could he be gone? He'd been right here, just a few hours ago, fooling around with her. Prue kept thinking about those last few moments. "Love you, too, baby." Those had been the last words he'd ever said to her.
Prue curled up into a ball, resting her chin on her knees and rocking herself back and forth. Piper and Phoebe exchanged worried glances. They tried to comfort her, had been trying for over an hour now. She had yet to acknowledge that they were even there.
Phoebe sat down next to her. "Come on, honey. It's late. Let's go home."
Prue didn't move.
Piper tried her luck next. She sat at the edge of the couch, and kissed her sister's cheek lightly. "Hi, sweetie. Hey, come on. Let us take you home. You can come back tomorrow if you want. Let's go."
Prue looked at her, and then at Phoebe, for the first time fully registering that they were there. She nodded weakly, and let them help her to her feet.
Leo put a comforting hand on Prue's shoulder, and she leaned against him, exhausted both mentally and physically. He stroked her hair in a sympathetic, brotherly gesture. In the past few months, as he spent more and more time with Piper, he'd become like a big brother to her sisters. Right now, his first instinct was to help Prue in any way he could.
Leo exchanged glances with Piper over her sister's head. He had been the one to answer the phone that night, when Darryl had called the manor looking for Prue. He been the one to tell her the awful news, and he had been the one to drive them all to Andy's apartment to be there when Darryl told Prue. "Thank you." Piper mouthed silently. Leo smiled at her sadly, then turned his attention back to Prue.
"I'm just gonna get the car, and then I'll meet you guys downstairs." Darryl said. He looked tired and beaten.
Phoebe ironically thought of the expression, "You look like you just lost your best friend." Fact was, Darryl just had.
It was two in the morning when they got back to the manor, but nobody even thought of sleep. They gathered unceremoniously in the living room. Prue was sitting on the couch, leaning against Darryl, crying. The others were strewn about, alternately trying to comfort her or lost in their own grief. They'd all loved Andy. Even Leo had formed a strong friendship with the man.
For Prue and Darryl, the two people who'd been closest to him, that night was pure hell. Hour after hour, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Nobody knew what to do. Hour after hour, Prue remained lost in thought, staring up at the ceiling and crying silently.
Then at last the morning came.
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A/N: I know, Prue/Andy fans are going to hate me for that one. I am going somewhere with this, I swear it's not just to piss you off. But don't take my word for it. Review and you can see for yourself...
~from the song "The Power Of Good-Bye" by Madonna~
Your heart is not open so I must go
The spell has been broken, I loved you so
Freedom comes when you learn to let go
Creation comes when you learn to say no
You were my lesson I had to learn
I was your fortress you had to burn
Pain is a warning that something's wrong
I pray to God that it won't be long
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Prue sat down on Andy's couch, completely numb. She was vaguely aware of Darryl, Leo, and her sisters surrounding her. She was even less aware of the police that had swarmed the apartment. She didn't hear anything that was being said to her. Her mind was reeling.
Andy. Andy was dead. He'd been called in as backup during an armed robbery, a routine procedure. Except this one hadn't been routine. Andy had taken a bullet in the wrong spot. There was nothing anyone could have done. And now, Prue was completely lost.
How could he be gone? He'd been right here, just a few hours ago, fooling around with her. Prue kept thinking about those last few moments. "Love you, too, baby." Those had been the last words he'd ever said to her.
Prue curled up into a ball, resting her chin on her knees and rocking herself back and forth. Piper and Phoebe exchanged worried glances. They tried to comfort her, had been trying for over an hour now. She had yet to acknowledge that they were even there.
Phoebe sat down next to her. "Come on, honey. It's late. Let's go home."
Prue didn't move.
Piper tried her luck next. She sat at the edge of the couch, and kissed her sister's cheek lightly. "Hi, sweetie. Hey, come on. Let us take you home. You can come back tomorrow if you want. Let's go."
Prue looked at her, and then at Phoebe, for the first time fully registering that they were there. She nodded weakly, and let them help her to her feet.
Leo put a comforting hand on Prue's shoulder, and she leaned against him, exhausted both mentally and physically. He stroked her hair in a sympathetic, brotherly gesture. In the past few months, as he spent more and more time with Piper, he'd become like a big brother to her sisters. Right now, his first instinct was to help Prue in any way he could.
Leo exchanged glances with Piper over her sister's head. He had been the one to answer the phone that night, when Darryl had called the manor looking for Prue. He been the one to tell her the awful news, and he had been the one to drive them all to Andy's apartment to be there when Darryl told Prue. "Thank you." Piper mouthed silently. Leo smiled at her sadly, then turned his attention back to Prue.
"I'm just gonna get the car, and then I'll meet you guys downstairs." Darryl said. He looked tired and beaten.
Phoebe ironically thought of the expression, "You look like you just lost your best friend." Fact was, Darryl just had.
It was two in the morning when they got back to the manor, but nobody even thought of sleep. They gathered unceremoniously in the living room. Prue was sitting on the couch, leaning against Darryl, crying. The others were strewn about, alternately trying to comfort her or lost in their own grief. They'd all loved Andy. Even Leo had formed a strong friendship with the man.
For Prue and Darryl, the two people who'd been closest to him, that night was pure hell. Hour after hour, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Nobody knew what to do. Hour after hour, Prue remained lost in thought, staring up at the ceiling and crying silently.
Then at last the morning came.
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A/N: I know, Prue/Andy fans are going to hate me for that one. I am going somewhere with this, I swear it's not just to piss you off. But don't take my word for it. Review and you can see for yourself...
~from the song "The Power Of Good-Bye" by Madonna~