Piper sat in front of the T.V starring at the gormless screen, she was watching nip/tuck and was drawling over the desirable Dr. Troy.
When suddenly just as he began to remove his shirt, to show his buff, tanned body, when to her great dismay the phone began to ring, and she found herself having to tear herself away from his fantastic body and hesitantly to the phone, "hello?" she asked, as she tried to turn her neck so she would still be able to see the buff body, "Hello?" she asked again, slightly scared by the silence that haunted back to her, but as she stood clutching the receiver to her ear, she found nothing until a few seconds later when she thought someone was about to talk, the phone just died, and she found her self retuning to the T.V set to find that the fantastic Dr. Troy was now resealing his body away, much to her annoyance.
Prue slowly replaced the receiver to the public phone both she had been using, she was going to talk, to peak just even hello would of done. But as she heard her little sister's voice float though, she knew she couldn't, it was her mess, her mistake, her problem. An she couldn't get them involved, they had their own lives, problems and messes, and there was no way she was going to let them share her's. She was the oldest sister, she had to be the one with the brave front all the time, she had to be the one with no problems, who never screwed up. An yet here she was with the biggest screw up of all.
She slowly walked back to the car, she had no place to go but the flat, she couldn't go to the manor Piper would ask to many questions, P3 would be filled with en, who like many times before ignore the engagement ring and try to hit on her, and the office well it would be closed. So she knew she had no other choice but to go back, and hope like after many of their fights, he would just ignore the issue and act as though nothing had happened.
But this hadn't been a fight it hadn't got far enough to be a fight, he just wanted to know who Andy was, was that to much to ask. An then she had gone and blown it all out of proportion by walking out, oh crap, she thought to herself, it was all her fault. She had noon else to blame, and now she was going to have to tell him more than she had ever hoped to, and more than he had asked.
Roger had stopped crying now, and had closed the door; it had been hours so he had done a lot. But she hadn't returned, where was she was now what bothered him, and they're where only two places he could think of that she could be. At the manor, with Piper, or somewhere else with…. with him.
And with that very thought crossing though his mind, he grabbed his own jacket and stormed out of the flat, on his way to his car.
20 minutes later Prue was stepping back into the flat, but without Roger, she had expected to find him there, at their home. but to her surprise he was not there, his car was gone, as was his jacket, and she soon found herself alone in their flat, in their room, and in their bed.
But she found herself not thinking or even worrying about the wear about of her fiancé, but instead too much shock, she was thinking of Andy. Dreaming of Andy, but mostly dreaming of sex with Andy!
Roger pulled up outside the manor, he wasted no time between that and running up it's steps. Before banging violently on the door.
Shouting suddenly awaked Piper and banging that seemed to be coming from downstairs. She slowly heaved herself from her bed, and with much moaning dragged her tired body downstairs, and to the door. Which when she opened it was surprised to find the figure in front of her, who had been making such a racket was Roger.
"Roger?" she called in her tired voice, but with out saying a word he barged in and pushed her out of the way and stormed into the manor.
"Prue!" he yelled in distress and began to frantically hunt from room to room, as Piper watched in total confusion until he reached her back in the foyer.
"Roger what's going on?" she asked, and as she looked at him her brown eyes speaking her thoughts of confusion, worry and pure panic. He realised she wasn't lying, she was as concerned as himself, and she wasn't hiding Prue. By the look on her face she didn't even know about the guy, or Prue storming out, or that she had been missing for nearly five hours now.
An so in his moment of vulnerability he found comfort in Piper's arms as she hugged him still unaware of what was going on. Though as soon as he had finished crying, and she found him pulling away from her embrace, she found herself now being forced into questions she didn't have answers for.
"Who is he?" he asked, and before Piper could even ask who he was carrying on. "She was looking at him like…. Like she's never looked at me." And then he began to cry again, piper just able to hush him down long another to ask who it was and to her astonishment found him saying: "Truedue… Inspector Andrew Truedue." And with out another word she hushed him to the couch where she quickly made a bed up for him, still astonished but also unsure of if she had heard right. Andy Truedue was, he had been, but then again it would explain Prue's irrational behaviour. But she couldn't cope with this alone, she needed Phoebe at least to handle this.
So as she tucked herself into bed she started to plan her course of action….
Okay i wrote this agess ago and only just found it, Please reveiw if you are reading this and I'm sorry it took me so long to update my head seems to off dried up lately lol. Anywyas please reveiw and check out 'Parrell intill one night,' and if you are reading it sorry i haven updated lately.