Back together, or not? Part 8:

Unpacking

On the other side of San Francisco Andy was just arranging the little amount of things he had, in the apartment. The first few days he had to stay in hotel, as he didn't have a place to live yet. As he finally had the apartment, he had been too busy to unpack his stuff. It was weekend now. Now he had the time to do it. Finally. He at the moment was looking at all the pictures he had. Not sure which to put up and which not. Which would hurt too much to always look at, and which were acceptable. He wasn't sure if he shouldn't just leave the living without any picture. That was his past. The past was over. He was in San Francisco to start a new life. He sighted heavily and got up from his couch, as he wandered off to the bedroom. He wanted to do something that could distract him, so he started to fill his closet. After he had removed the first few jumpers from his bag, he found something, which actually didn't belong there. What he didn't place here. His breath automatically stopped. It was a picture of him and Prue. How could this picture get into his bag? Was there even a possibility it could get into his bag. Did he pack it without even knowing, he did? Or was it his mom?

'Mom...'

Andy agreed with his playing thoughts. Andy starred for a few minutes at the picture in his hands. Speechless. He felt like it was somewhat like a sign. He was back in San Francisco. In the town he had Prue not only as a friend, but also as a girlfriend and kind of also the mother of his kid. The kid which died. He continued to look at the picture. It was one of the pictures, piper and phoebe had taken at the prom night. Prue was pregnant back then and him and Prue happy. Only a few days later Prue had lost the child and the troubles began. He slowly sat down on the bed. Still kind of shocked to find this accessory in his bag, while unpacking his stuff in San Francisco. He starred a few more minutes onto the picture of him and Prue until his hand fell down onto the glass of the picture frame. His fingers started to wander tenderly over the picture. Over Prue's face and then down her body.

'Why did u do that, mom? Don't u get, this just hurts?'

Andy again looked down at the picture. He looked at his fingers and where they were placed. They were directly placed on Prue's stomach

'Meghan...'

He thought. His emotions cracking more and more. He removed his fingers fast as he continued to stare for a few more minutes at the pictures, before opening his night stand drawer and placed the picture inside, before closing it again. He starred a few more seconds at the knob to open the nightstand before getting up and going back to unpacking.

AN:

Sorry for the long wait! I also started school this week and the stress has already picked on me. :p I Hope you are not too mad at me to keep you waiting a bit longer from time to time. Writing the things is not the problem, therefore I still have bus and breaks and things, but I can't find the time to get what I wrote into the computer. Well finally I did and I hope you don't mind to wait a bit. I promise to update at least once a week, when I don't have school in the afternoon or on the weekends, when I don't have school at all. But it definitely will be more than just once chapter then, as I will have time to type those days.

Love

Nic