A/N: As per request from Princess Pinky Andy's Powers are as follows: Orbing, Fading (temporary invisibility) and the ability to conjure defensive weapons (crossbow, exploding probes). Thanks for all of the great reviews!

"I'll give you all some time to think about it," Natalie said quietly before orbing out leaving Piper to shake her head in disgust. "I don't know what she thinks there is for us for us to consider here...we have to side with Prue on this"

"But it might be the only way to get our powers back," Phoebe said softly.

I don't believe you, Phoebe! After all we've been through with Cole, you are going to ask Prue to sacrifice what is probably her most cherished memory of the only man she ever loved?"

"Maybe it's time I left," Cole said in Phoebe's ear

"Stay." Phoebe placed her hand on Cole's chest, and turned to her sister, "No Piper, I don't want to do that, but in all fairness both you and Prue asked me to vanquish Cole when you thought there was no other option."

"Cole was evil then. But that's not the point," Piper retorted. "Prue has sacrificed everything for this family. She deserves to at least have the memories of the love she shared with Andy. The girl's inner desires ruined my wedding for God sakes. She needs something of her own to believe in Phoebe!"

"I know but right now we have to protect the power of three," Phoebe added sheepishly.

"The Power of Three?"

Phoebe glanced Leo and he stepped forward, "I think the point Phoebe's trying to make is that you need your powers back without them you are vulnerable to any demon who wants to attack, not to mention your destiny"

"Destiny," Piper ground, "I am so sick of that word!"

Upstairs, Prue stood in front of her mirror, and raked a hand through her hair, "okay, how in the hell did I do that?" She knew that she had felt some sort of power flowing through her, a power in which she didn't feel like she could control. It was almost the same way she'd felt when she'd first received her power of astral projection. One thing was certain however; she wasn't about to tell Natalie about it.

3 Days Later...

Phoebe leaned against the bathroom door and knocked softly, "Prue are you okay in there?"

In the middle of the bathroom floor, Prue knelt over the toilet, "Phoebe don't come in! I'm sick!"

Phoebe's face frowned with concern as she listened to the sound of wrenching, "It's the third time this week. Isn't time you went to the doctor?"

"No Phoebe, I told you I'll be fine," Prue called back.

Phoebe pressed her hand against the door. "Stubborn," she grumbled, "Just let me know if you need anything."

"I can handle it." Prue promptly vomited again. When she was finished Prue reached for a tissue and wiped her mouth before rising to her feet. She then reached for a small glass of water and rinsed her mouth. "Ok, let's see if there's a reason for all of this."

Leaning against the bathroom counter, Prue waited anxiously for the results of a home pregnancy test she'd purchased. "Positive," she whispered seeing the plus sign. She was pregnant with Andy's baby.

She placed her hands on her flat belly and smiled, "so that's how we did it". As if giving a response, the child inside her made her fade and then returned. "You have Andy's power," she murmured. "And right now I don't have any". A decorative bar of soap lifted from the dish near the sink, and then floated back to it's spot"

"Oh, you have that power too"

Prue closed her eyes for a moment, thinking of what new complications her pregnancy bring. If marrying Andy had enraged the elders, then certainly having his child would too. Then there was the whole issue with her powers. "If I let them erase all of my memories, then I no hope of ever letting you share a life with your father." She needed to do something but what?

She looked down at her stomach and patted it gently, "don't worry, I'll protect you."

"Prue? Are you talking to somebody in there?" Phoebe's voice rang from the other side. Prue quickly discarded the remains of her test, and opened the door, "just the toilet"

"Prue, I know that you're mad at Piper and me, but we're worried about you."

You don't have anything to be concerned about Phoebe. I have everything under control" At least she hoped she did. She had no idea of how she was going to hide a magical pregnancy from the Elders, much less her sisters. They had been through enough because of this already. Prue couldn't allow them to suffer anymore.

"Do you?"

"Yes, Phoebe"

Later that afternoon Prue drove to the other side of town to a deserted strip mall. Stepping out of her BMW X5 she walked towards a small shop. "Gypsy Fortunes Told Here," the sign outside the door read. Prue opened the door and walked into the sitting room where a women dressed in traditional Romanian garb greeted her.

"May I help you?" The women extended her hand, "My name is Magda"

"I'm Prue and I need a potion," Prue said slowly, trying to build her confidence in the women.

"A potion?" the women smiled at Prue curiously, "what kind?"

"A binding potion."

"A binding potion?" The women's smile grew bigger, "forgive me for asking but I do not get many requests for binding potions"

Prue looked down at her feet, uncertain of how much to say. "It's for my baby," she replied softly.

"You are with a magical child?"

"Yes"

Magda reached for Prue's hand. "May I?"

"Of Course," Prue took a seat at the small table that the women had set up for telling fortunes and extended her hand.

"You are gifted with magic yourself," the gypsy observed. "Charmed in fact."

"Yes," Prue gazed at her hand as the women seemingly read all of the lines running through her palm. "The child you carry will be extremely powerful. Are you sure want to bind her powers?"

"Her?" Prue questioned, her eyes brightening. Madga placed her hands over Prue's. "Charmed Ones are destined to have girls are they not?"

"Yes, we are." Prue was half tempted to ask the gypsy what other powers her daughter would channel but decided against it. "And I do want to bind her powers immediately. She needs protection" Prue didn't bother to tell the women it was from the greater good.

"Very well," Several moments the women returned with a small paper sack. Inside were three small vials of liquid. "Take these and say the words as I have prescribed, and by the way I also threw in something to help heal your heart. It is hurting, no?"

"Thank you," Prue reached for her purse to pay the kind gypsy but Magda stopped her. "There is no charge. We enchanted must care for our own."

"Thank you again," Prue smiled.

"Blessed Be, Child"

Prue unknowingly stepped out of the shop and right into the path of danger, a demon dressed in mortal clothing was racing right towards her, athame in hand. He was running from something.

"Perfect," he hissed setting eyes on Prue. "Hey!" Prue shouted.

The two collided and his arms were around her neck instantly, trapping her in a headlock. "You'll do quite nicely," the demon threatened brandishing the athame, under her chin.

"Let me go!" Prue struggled unsuccessfully until a familiar voice made her heart freeze. "LET HER GO, NOW!"

"Andy?"