A/N: Wow! 200 Reviews, I really don't believe it! Zythe: Yes, this story is set in season 3. I'm so glad most of you are pleased with Cole's strongarming of Natalie! Thanks again for reading and reviewing. Only a few more parts left!
"Mmm" Phoebe purred into Cole's lips, returning his kiss, "did you find out anything about Andy?" Cole's hand fell into the small of her back, pulling her in close, while the rest of the family hustled to prepare for the celebration of Piper and Leo's wedding "I did"
"And?"
"And it would be easier for me to vanquish Natalie and ten banshee's than it would be for me bring Andy back"
Phoebe's brow furrowed, "what do you mean? where is he?"
"Somewhere in the eighteenth century" he answered.
"The eighteenth century? But how? I thought Leo said the Elder's were going to recycle his soul"
"They decided that he was too much of asset to lose" Cole explained, "so they sent him back in time to protect demons like me from going back and destroying precious wiccan bloodlines"
"Like mine?" Phoebe smiled as set of white swirling lights circled, transforming into her favorite matriarch, Melinda Warren. "Find him and bring him back to Prue".
"Phoebe it's not as easy as you think"
Upstairs
Prue sat on the edge of her bed, scrawling down her thoughts in her journal. Piper and Leo have been married one year, today. It's been one year, since my astral side ruined their wedding, one year since Mom cast her spell, and one year, since Andy came back into my life. She put her pen down and smiled at her daughter. Amanda was sitting in an infant swing cooing at the sunlight streaming through the window.The tiniest Halliwell wore a black velvet dress, with a white lace collar, white infant sized tights and tiny patent leather shoes.
Setting her eyes back on her journal, Prue flipped back through the pages until she found the spot, where she'd taped Andy's promise ring, her wedding ring.
"Prue!" Phoebe's voice rang from the top of the stairs. "Melinda's here!"
"Be right down!" Prue called back. She looked down at the ring again, circling with her index finger. "Happy Anniversary Andy" she whispered closing the book.
Living Room
"My Charmed daughters!" Melinda Warren held her arms out inviting the three Charmed Ones into a group hug. "I've missed each of you so much," Tenderly she kissed each of their foreheads.
"And who is this?" Melinda asked looking at Amanda.
Prue held the baby out to Melinda, "this is my daughter, Amanda" Prue said proudly with Phoebe peeking over her shoulder.
"We call her Mandy for short"
Melinda took the child carefully into her arms, inspecting her carefully. "Amanda" the matriarch whispered shifting her eyes back to Prue. "She is of great strength."
A loud pop from a champagne bottle sounded from the dining area causing scaring Amanda. Instantly she went invisible in Melinda's arms.
"She has a power that is not of our blood line?"
"Her father is a Tracer," Prue explained as her daughter came back, sucking her right thumb for comfort.
"A Tracer?" Melinda handed Amanda back to Prue. "My daughter Prudence had a Tracer that served her, his name was Andrew"
"Andrew?" Prue's eyes widened. The mere mention of the name tugged at her heart.
"Andrew" Phoebe repeated softly. Prudence Warren-Wentworth had become an eighteenth century orphan after her mother; Melinda had been burned at the stake. "Andrew-Andy"
"Yes" Melinda smiled, "Andrew was a great asset in keeping my daughter's powers a secret. He protected her from dark magic many times"
"He must have been very special to her" Prue commented thinking of Andy.
"He was" Melinda sighed thoughtfully, "Prudence told me, that he managed to capture her heart, but alas, his love was pledged to someone else"
"That sounds so romantic," Piper commented, missing the mutter under Phoebe's breath.
"That's too freaky," Phoebe thought for a moment. "Did Prudence say, who his love was?"
"Andrew would never speak of her, only to say that he loved her, and his daughter very much. Other than protecting my daughter, his life was devoted to them. Even though he couldn't be with them, they were never from his thoughts"
"Why couldn't he be with them?" Phoebe asked curiously as all of the pieces started to come together.
Melinda frowned thoughtfully, "thanks to an evil enchantress who influenced the powers that be Andrew was banished from seeing his love; banished from the world in which she and his daughter exist"
"Evil Enchantress...powers that be" Phoebe surmised silently, "Natalie and the Elders"
"Why was he banished?" Prue asked, picking up on the similarities.
"Prudence did not say, only that finally Andrew reunited with his daughter when the love of his life was tragically, killed" Phoebe's mind was then flooded with vision of she and Piper standing over a white coffin; both were crying.
"Prue!" Phoebe said urgently. All eyes fell on upon her.
"What?" Prue looked at her sister strangely. Thinking of a plausible excuse, Phoebe's eyes darted back and forth. "Your camera. You don't have your camera and we can't have Piper's anniversary without pictures, now can we?"
Prue's brow furrow, "uh No...but I was planning on taking pictures after the ceremony"
Melinda reached for Piper's hand, "Speaking of ceremony, we should begin if you and Leo are ready?"
"We are" Piper answered smiling as Leo joined her. Prue watched through bittersweet eyes as Piper and Leo quietly renewed their weddings vows. Melinda then lit a candle and said a blessing for the daughter they someday wished to conceive.
"May the journey to carry on your heritage begin" Melinda said, May the Lady of the starry heavens, wise All-Father bless you so that the child you desire is conceived and brought forth in love. Bless and protect him or her and grant the gifts of wisdom, inspiration and wonder".
"Blessed Be"
"Blessed Be," Tears formed on Prue's lashes, as she looked down at Amanda.
1700 Salem Massachusetts
Dressed in eighteenth century attire, Cole rode down the streets of Salem on horseback. The familiarity of the town brought shivers to his spine. It had only been a little over a year by mortal standards, since he'd tried to prevent the birth of Melinda Warren.
"I'm good now," he reminded himself as he stopped the horse in front of the local mercantile and dismounted. A group of women stood on the porch looking upon him with admiring eyes. "Good day my ladies" he greeted bowing to their presence.
"Good Day" the women in the back replied with a hint of confidence that Cole instantly recognized. An arrogant confidence he knew to be Prues.
"Prue?" he said unconsciously as the ladies in waiting all stepped away from servant women they were surrounding.
"My name is Prudence," the women returned, "Prudence Warren"
"Pleasure to meet you, my lady" replied recognizing her Charmed heritage. "I am Lord Turner".
A tall women, standing next to Prudence shoved her hard to the ground, making her fall to her knees. "There is no need for you to bow to her Lord. She is but a servant. "If it is your bidding you may take her and do your bidding for a small price."
Cole smiled almost evilly, digging two gold pieces from his pocket to pay the madame.
"Lord Turner" Prudence pulled to her feet and nodded giving the half-demon her best curtsey. "How may I be of service to you?"