A/N: Hm, okay there was some confusion with the last chapter and one person in particular who got confused, so let me thank the reviewers so I can clear things up.

wyatt333, Bryce is kinda cocky, but that's part of his charm! Lol. As to your PS: I didn't even realize, about P3. I'm so used to Piper having it, that it didn't occur to me. Thanks for pointing it out! I'll just say that the time line was changed and she had the club already. Lol. Ah, yes, I do tend to break up couples, don't I? Not intended, I assure you . . . – devil horns appear –

Jade-eye Halliwell, I know they lived in San Francisco. But Prue's lying to him. She told him her name was Prue Bennett and said she lived in Los Angeles to throw him off. She's trying to start over. It might make more sense the more chapters I post. Sorry for the mix-up, but glad you're enjoying it!

Kay, please enjoy and please review!

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6 Months Later

Prue awoke to the sun shining brightly in her room. She yawned, stretched, and pulled the covers tightly around herself. She shivered; winter had set in and it was pretty cold out. A thin blanket of snow covered the world outside.

The sound of the shower water turning off in the bathroom caused her to smile. Her smile broadened when Bryce walked into her room, dressed in nothing but a towel.

"Morning, sleepy head," Bryce said, smirking as he opened one of the drawers in Prue's dresser. He'd stashed some of his clothes and belongings there for days like this when he'd spent the night. Prue, as well, had some of her things across the street at Bryce's house.

"Mourning, Mr. Tall Dark and almost-naked man," Prue joked, sitting up and yawning again. She ran her hand through her hair. "I think I'll go for a walk. It's kinda cold but it sounds nice. Wanna come with?"

Bryce shook his head. "I'm going to do some repairs around this place. With winter here, it needs to be done or you'll have snow in your kitchen and frozen pipes in your downstairs bathroom."

Prue nodded. "Got it," she laughed. She got up and walked to the closet where she pulled some running clothes out. She changed, kissed Bryce, and walked out of the room, down the steps, and outside. She shivered slightly before turning left onto the street and walking.

Before long, her body became accustomed to the cold and it wasn't so bad. Her breath rose in a white cloud before her. She smiled happily. She had finally been able to get over her sister's deaths. Well, not get over them, but move on at least. She accepted that they were dead and she knew she couldn't get them back, but she still missed them and loved them. For the first time in a long time, though, she wondered if she was being selfish. She'd used the cloaking spell so no magical beings, good or evil, could locate her and she'd up and left without telling anyone, even Andy.

Andy. She missed him.

Up ahead, she saw a pay phone. She bit her lip as she approached it. She had to call him and tell him she was okay. She'd keep it short, so he wouldn't be able to track her call. Hands shaking, she dug into her pocket and found some loose change. She dropped it into the pay phone and dialed Andy's work number.

It rang four times. She was about to hang up when-

"Andy Trudeau."

Prue froze. Her heart was pounding so hard against her ribcage, she felt sure her ribs would crack. Hearing his voice made her melt and she almost felt guilty about being with Bryce. But- no, don't feel guilty, she told herself. She wanted a normal life and she'd left her old life behind. That included Andy.

"Hello?" Andy said.

Prue opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. What was she supposed to say? 'Hi Andy, it's Prue. Sorry I left without saying a word but I had to leave my life behind and that includes you.'? No, she couldn't do that.

"Is anyone there?" Andy asked agitated.

Again, Prue tried to speak but found no words. She was about to hang up when Andy spoke again.

"Prue? Is that you?" Andy asked.

Eyes wide, Prue hung up. She backed away from the pay phone then turned and ran in the direction of her house.

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Andy hung his phone up with a heavy heart. How stupid was he? He never should have asked if it was Prue (Which, it so clearly had been). He should have let her speak first. Now he'd never find her.

He'd been trying for six months, since the day she'd left, to find her. But his attempts had failed. He'd even stopped at the Manor to see if she'd returned; she hadn't.

"Andy?"

Andy looked up from his desk to see a man standing before him. He had blonde hair and worried blue eyes.

"Yeah, I'm Andy. Can I help you?"

"Did you, by any chance, know the Halliwell sisters?" the man asked.

Andy nodded, suspicious and concerned. He sat up straighter. "I did. I used to date the oldest one, Prue, back in High School and we met up last year again. Why do you ask?"

"I was good friends with them. A few days after the funeral, I went to visit Prue to give my condolences. But I couldn't find her. I've been . . . unable to locate her since. Have you seen her?"

"No," Andy replied, still suspicious. "But I almost spoke with her a few minutes before you got here. She called me. She didn't speak but I know it was her, only I made the stupid mistake of saying her name and she hung up on me."

The man frowned. "I need to find her."

"You do? For what?" Andy asked. He knew a supernatural being had killed Piper and Phoebe. But he was still suspicious of this man who, for all he knew, could be a demon trying to finish off Prue.

"I need to talk to her about something very important before it's too late," the man replied. "We need to find her or she's going to die."

Andy frowned, reaching into his holster for his gun. "Are you threatening her?"

"No," the man replied. His eyes looked even more worried now. "I'm trying to save her life. Will you help me?"

"Help you? I don't even know you and now you're threatening Prue's life. Why should I-"

"I'm not threatening her," the man insisted. He leaned in close. "I know what the Halliwell's were, what Prue is. I know you know, too. If we don't find Prue and help her she'll die. Are you with me?"

Andy hesitated a moment before nodding.