A/N: Happy New Year!

wyatt333, Sorry I never e-mailed you, as you had suggestion, but 11 chapters of this are already typed (but I've hit writers block and I've been so busy on my other two fics that I haven't had a chance to try and write for this again) and I already have something worked out. Also, you'll just have to wait to see what happens!

svata2004, Glad you like it!

PrUe AnD AnDy!, Glad you liked it and you'll have to wait and read to find out!

Sorry for the delay! I've been working hard on "A Vision of Utopia" and I kind of neglected this and Generation Charmed. I'm so sorry!

Please enjoy and please review!

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Prue closed and locked the door behind her as she entered her house. She could hear Bryce working in the kitchen and walked to him. He was under the kitchen sink insulating some pipes so they wouldn't freeze in the cold weather.

"Hey," Bryce called when he heard her enter the kitchen. He climbed out from under the sink, smiled, and kissed her. When he drew back he saw her pale, scared expression. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Nothing I'm fine," she said, crossing her arms and backing up a step. "I-I think I'm going to go take a shower to warm up. If you need me-" she turned to leave.

"Prue." Bryce took her hand and forced her to look at him. "When you first moved here, you told me very little about yourself and I accepted that, especially after I found out your sisters had passed away. I felt bad. But now I'm curious. You look like you've seen a ghost. What's wrong?"

Prue shook her head, forcing a smile. "Nothing. Stop worrying so much. I'm fine. But I'm freezing. So you finish up here while I go shower."

"Why can't I shower with you?" Bryce asked, pouting like a puppy dog.

Prue laughed. "I never said you couldn't."

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That night, Prue had trouble sleeping. Bryce had been worried about her so at that moment, he was sound asleep beside her.

She kept thinking about Andy and hearing his voice. She longed to speak with him and tell him she was okay and happy. That she didn't want to be found. But if she spoke to him, she was sure he'd beg her to come back and she'd give in. She couldn't though. She had made a commitment to Bryce, her boyfriend, and she had left her old life behind. What did she have to go back to, anyway? Her sisters were dead; she had no job back home; she'd probably lost the house. Everything she had was here now.

Bryce stirred. Prue glanced at him and smiled slightly. She loved him so much. She snuggled down into the covers and cuddled up to him. Then she fell asleep.

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6 Months Later

"To our one year anniversary," Bryce announced, holding his glass of champagne up.

Prue toasted to his glass and sipped her drink, smiling happily. She had Bryce were in a very fancy, very expensive restaurant, celebrating their anniversary.

It had been six months since the day she had tried calling home. She hadn't done so again and Andy hadn't found her yet; hopefully he never would.

"There's something I need to ask you," Bryce said.

Prue smiled and nodded, placing her glass down. "Ask away."

Bryce stood and stepped beside her, getting on one knee and holding her hand. With his free one, he pulled out a small, velvet black box, causing Prue to gasp.

"We've only been together a year but in that year, I've gotten to know you pretty well, aside from those few things you refuse to tell me," Bryce said, smiling. "And I know, without a doubt, that I love you with all my heart and I always will, no matter what. Prue Bennett, will you marry me?"

"Yes," Prue blurted without hesitation. She nearly burst into tears and started laughing when the whole restaurant – who had turned their attention on her and Bryce when he had knelt down – burst into applause.

Bryce smiled and slipped the big, beautiful, sparkling diamond engagement ring onto Prue's ring finger. He leaned in and kissed her for a long, long time before finally settling into his seat.

"Bryce, it's gorgeous!" Prue gushed, unable to look away from the ring.

"I'm glad you like it," Bryce said, smiling more.

"Like it?" Prue asked. "I love it!"

"The perfect way to end a perfect evening," Bryce said with a grin.

Ten minutes later, they had paid and left the restaurant. Once home, Prue kissed Bryce goodnight and went up to get ready for bed early. She was beat. She had planned on going to bed early; Bryce was going to be up late doing some work. However, Bryce ended up coming to bed early and-

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A/N: First, there's gonna be a lot more skipping around from here on in so I can get to where I need to be. Enjoy!

(2 years later)

"Prue Walters," Prue said into the phone at her new job. It felt weird to call herself 'Prue Walters' since A) she was Prue Halliwell and B) She had been using Prue Bennett since her move. But she and Bryce had recently gotten married, soon after their daughter Jaclyn was born, and she had taken on his name.

"It's me."

Prue smiled. "Hey, Bryce. What's up?"

"Not much," Bryce replied. "But – uh, heh. One thing."

Prue frowned. "What? What's wrong?"

"Jaclyn kind of . . . spit up everywhere and it's really gross," Bryce replied.

"Some father you are!" Prue laughed. "Kay, well, my lunch break is coming up. I'll stop home. Just . . . put a towel over it and around her or something."

"And then you'll be home?" Bryce asked eagerly.

"Yeah," Prue replied.

"Yes!" Bryce cried happily. He said his good-byes and hung up. He turned to look at a very clean Jaclyn, laughing. He'd lied, yes. But Prue would be coming home now!