Evening my precious Thanks for your fantabulous reviews! Laur is a very happy bunny! Since you asked so kindly, I've posted this today, but it means you wait longer for the next one:p Also, you may have noticed I've changed the name of the story? Hope nobody got confused! This one should end at around chapter 25/27, depending on how long the other chapters are and whether I decide to add any more! I have a huge plot outlined up until around the year 2035, but I've split up the story and turned it into a series (Does that make sense?) Anyway, back to my thanking…

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Okay, so I've tried my best to make explanations clear in this chapter, but if you don't understand please tell me! I've had these couple of chapters planned out for ages (these were actually my initial idea for a fanfic, but this had developed into so much more!), but they were really hard to put across information in, and this one's not as good as I'd hoped. Hope you enjoy anyway and please review!

Chapter18- The Soul train

"What the hell do you need that for?" Piper snapped, her eyes glazing over with tears. Of course, there was every possibility she needed it to summon Grams or Patty, but the expression on Aunt Prue's face told her otherwise. "Andy's not dead!"

"Well…"

Victor jumped as Piper collapsed into a dead faint. Leo took her from her father's arms and kissed her forehead gently. He could register none of the information he had just been given; Andy was dead? "How is that possible?" The whitelighter asked quietly, using his remaining strength to keep Piper upright and to hold back the tears that were fighting their way through the barrier he had created.

"He's not dead." Prue told the room firmly with a hint of guilt in her voice, She felt Andy squeeze her shoulder reassuringly and continued, "Just a spirit."

Something appeared to dawn on Leo as he remembered something the elders had told him and he began to gently shake his wife awake. "Piper," He whispered, as her eyes fluttered open, "Shh…it's going to be okay. He's okay."

Piper sighed in relief, but she still looked very shaken. She took a seat on the old loveseat next to Victor and placed her head in her hands. "Why do you need that spell, Prue?" She asked, wishing that her encounter with her older sister could be a happier one, but concern for her son dominating her heart.

"It's their connection of powers." Leo said and everyone averted their gaze from Prue to he.

"And spirits." Prue continued, glad that someone understood. Leo was still the reliable, walking Book of Shadows he had always been.

"What's your connection got to do with anything?" Piper questioned.

"Well, technically, Andy and I have a piece of each other's soul-"

"So he knows things about your life?" Piper's teary eyes were suddenly washed over with realisation. Prue nodded, "And that's how he knew who Andy was this morning when we were looking at those pictures?"

"Yes, but..." Prue knew she would have a hard time explaining the next piece of information, but also knew that she would have to. She closed her eyes and focused herself. "But the connection goes beyond that. When my powers transferred into Andrew, a part of me went with them. Because we share a small part of my soul, I'm sort of his spiritual guardian. I can teach him things without even being there; communicate with him without even opening my mouth. He doesn't share my memories, so to speak, but he knows things about me, and my life. There's a likely chance he'll also gain knowledge of people I've encountered or even demons we vanquished. That will be how he recognised Andy today. Before I transferred my powers, the elders warned me that it may give Andrew the ability to summon me down here, but because he did so, he took my place in heaven…" Aunt Prue screwed up her face, knowing she was not explaining it clearly enough, but she was trying to put it simply and she wasn't even sure if what she was saying was correct.

"He what?" Piper rose forcefully to her feet, her face a wash of emotion. "You said he wasn't dead!"

"Honey," Leo soothed, wrapping her in his arms, "Calm down, okay? I promise he's not. We'll get him back."

"Calm down?" Piper asked in shock, "I just learn my son is a freaking ghost because he wanted me to see Prue again and you want me to calm down?"

"Piper," Leo looked directly into his wife's watery, brown eyes and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Andy is going to be fine. We just have to get him to return Prue to heaven and he can come back."

"Wait, why can't Prue just return of her own accord? This doesn't make any sense!"

"Prue can't return because technically, since Andy has taken her place as a spirit, she's no longer dead…"

Ouch.

That hit a sore spot in Piper. "Prue's alive?" She gasped. Her son had the ability to bring her sister back from the dead at the cost of his own life and he was willingly doing it for her. As much as she wished Prue could stay on earth, she wanted Andy back. "But if Prue's alive, how is Andy not dead?"

"Because." Leo could feel his wife's confusion and it hurt him to see her so distressed. " She's not alive…just not dead." The whitelighter knew everyone but Prue was looking to him for an explanation and he was aware of everyone's eyes glued on him. "Andy's not destined to die yet, so for his spirit to go into heaven, someone had to be taken out. Because he has a small part of Prue's soul, when he became a spirit and entered heaven, she was the clear choice to come back to earth. Does that make sense?"

"I think so," Piper replied meekly. "…So, Prue can't return to heaven because Andy took her place, but she can't stay on earth because she's supposed to be in heaven?"

"Yes, to put it simply. The only way for Prue to return is for Andy to willingly come back down here."

"How do we get him to do that?" She questioned, her voice a hushed whisper.

"Either we summon him, or we ask another spirit to talk to him for us…"

"Okay," Piper was slowly calming down, but she was still visibly shaking. "We need candles…"

"Can't you just tell his teenage years are going to be fun?" Victor whispered to Paige, as they both watched the tender moment between Piper and her husband.

"Oh yeah!" Paige smiled at Victor's wisecrack, imagining what it was going to be like to send Andy to his room and discover five minutes later he had disappeared to heaven.

" Okay, I'm completely lost over here!" Phoebe exclaimed, waving her hand to get some attention. Prue and Paige rolled their eyes in an identical manner.

"Look," Paige interjected calmly, walking forward so she was between all three of her sisters, "Maybe we should go downstairs? The attic isn't exactly the most comfortable room in the Manor."

"I don't care if we're comfortable! Someone just get my son the hell back here!"

"Honey," Leo attempted to soothe his wife, by running is hand over her hair, but Piper met him with an icy glare. "Paige is right, let's go downstairs. We'll have Andy back soon."

"Promise?" She replied, with hope shining through her fear.

"I promise."

Piper, Leo, Victor, Phoebe and Paige quickly left the room, but Prue waited for Andy, who was trailing behind with a bemused look on his handsome face. He had certainly never expected to be back in the Halliwell Manor again. Yet here he was, in the middle of a magical situation, and he was beginning to feel out of place. Andy couldn't help but wonder if he would be used to these if he had lived.

"What's wrong?" Prue asked him, noticing he was dawdling.

"I was just thinking." Andy replied, taking her hand and leaving the attic.

Piper made her way quietly to the kitchen and smiled gratefully at Mark, who had removed the cake from the oven before it could burn. Rachael was watching attentively as her father mixed a bowl of frosting and MJ sat on the ground at his feet, pushing one of the toy cars Andy had received for his birthday back and forth between her legs. Leo wrapped his arms around Piper from behind and, as if reading her thoughts, whispered in her ear. "He'll be able to play with it soon."

The sound of the doorbell brought them both back into reality, but neither moved to answer it.

"Well don't all rush at once," Mark quipped as she dashed through the foyer, with Rachael resting on his hip, to answer the door. He took a quick glance at the staircase to find his wife only half way down them, and opened the door cheerfully. "Hi!" He greeted, but his face fell as he looked to the man, dressed completely in black, who was standing there.

"Hello," replied Paul McFarland, his voice sounding cold; it sent a shiver down the Nauctater's spine. Even in February, he was wearing his large, dark glasses and, nearing the bottom of the stairs, Paige struggled to hide her inquisitive look. "I got some of your wife's mail delivered to my house."

"Oh, thanks." Paige replied, moving into the doorframe and taking the envelopes from the man's outstretched hand. Her hand brushed his and, for a brief moment, Paige felt the need to vomit. She did not notice him flinch. Whoever this man was, she did not like the feeling he was giving her. Apparently, Rachael was no a fan of him either. Her lip began to tremble and she buried her face in Mark's shoulder. Paige wrinkled her brow and looked to the strange man. "Don't mean to be rude, but it's my nephew's birthday and I'm baking a cake!" Paige's lie seemed satisfactory and before Paul McFarland could even say goodbye, the door to the manor had closed.

Outside, Paul smirked. His visit to the Manor had been totally unnecessary, but he had to keep up pretences and it had satisfied him to see how much he was riling the Andersons. He liked nothing more than to see them suffer, even if it were only for a brief moment. However, where Paige had touched his hand, he felt as if a disgusting morsel of good was contaminating him. The redhead was also proving to be a problem. She appeared to have a very strong ability to detect evil. "Filthy half-breeds!" He snarled, wiping his hand on his black shirt in disgust.

When Prue and Andy reached the second floor, Prue looked to the stairs, which her sisters and Leo had already made their way down. Since the last time she had been at the Manor, it, once again, had dramatically changed. Hanging on the walls, in place of pictures of Halliwell ancestors, were pictures of Phoebe and Jason's wedding, little Prue's first ballet recital and family portraits of all three families. Prue let out a melancholy, yet oddly happy sigh. They still had the picture of she and Andy before the prom they never made it to hung in the corridor next to the room that used to be hers; she knew Piper would never let anyone take it down.

"Oh my god!" Andy said with a grin moving down the corridor to look at the picture of his seventeen-year-old self in a tuxedo, "You looked beautiful, you know?"

"And you looked as dorky as ever…too bad that dress didn't stay on for too long, huh?"

"Too bad? That was the best night of my life!"

"Yeah right!" Prue scoffed. She glanced inside Laura and little Prue's bedroom and her eyes widened in shock as to how much it had changed, but also to how much she would have loved that room as a little girl. "Look at my old room!" She said, pulling Andy closer to show him the pink and yellow walls and the stencilled 'Disney' patterns of the room where her nieces sat.

"I thought that was your old room." He replied, nodding in the direction of Piper and Leo's bedroom.

"Oh yeah…I moved after you…um…died." Prue saw Andy roll his eyes and gave him a playful smack. "But you remember where my room was?"

"Of course. Things happened in that room that I'll never forget!"

"Like what?" A new voice cut in as Laura and Prue emerged from their bedroom.

"Um…" Andy looked at Aunt Prue for help but she grinned at him and picked Prue up and rested her on her hip.

"Dug yourself in that hole, honey!"

"Like what?" Laura repeated with pleading eyes. She had taken quite a shine to her 'Uncle Andy'.

The sound of a ringing doorbell, shortly followed by the sound of Rachael crying saved the ex-inspector from having to answer. At the sound of her sister's tears, Laura orbed herself out with a concerned expression on her face.

"Thank god for the over-protective Halliwell gene!" He whispered, but noticed both Prues had followed the little girl in a separate cloud of blue and white lights, which Andy was positive, were called orbs.

When he eventually found Prue, she was in the living room with Paige and Mark, trying to calm a very panicked Rachael. The small girl's face was red from tears and her beautiful, blue eyes were full of sheer determination. Andy couldn't work out what she kept repeating to Paige and Mark until he was only a few feet away from them.

"He dat bad man!" She insisted with a sniff, obviously someone had riled her, "dat bad bad man!"

"What bad man, Rachy?" Laura asked her sister, deep concern showing.

"Door man bad!" The redhead replied as ice chips shot from her fingers and into her sister's hair.

"Shh, Snowflake." Mark whispered as Paige wiped Rachael's tears with a tissue. He turned to his wife and raised his eyebrow, "Is she talking about the creep from across the street?"

"Yeah…I think so… Snowflake, are you talking about Mr McFarland?"

"Yuhu…" Rachael's face freed of frustration as her parents caught on to who she was talking about, but her lips remained in a firm pout.

"Sweetie, why is he bad?" Paige was curious as to how this man could have caused her daughter to be so frightened. Of course, she had received a bad vibe from Paul McFarland too, but nothing so strong as to terrify her. Rachael looked as though she was contemplating the question, and when she finally looked up at the people around her, all she could do was shrug. Paige felt Mark give her hand a reassuring squeeze, but she couldn't help feeling perturbed. Rachael was not even two yet, perhaps the bad vibes radiating from their mysterious neighbour had effected her so badly because she was so small? The youngest charmed one sighed and shook her head, snuggling into Mark's embrace and watching Laura hug Rachael. Whoever Paul McFarland was, she would find out…but that was going to wait until Andy was safe and sound, back in the land of the living.

"I got candles!" Phoebe announced as she stepped into the living room, Victor and Jason, who was carrying Charlotte, following closely behind.

"I getted candles too!" MJ yelled, waving the brightly coloured box of birthday cake candles she had just picked up from the kitchen in the air excitedly. "For da birsday cake!"

Phoebe smirked at her daughter before shooting Paige a confused glance as to why Rachael had been crying, but Paige responded with a disdainful roll of her eyes. She loved her sister to pieces but was Phoebe completely oblivious to everything? Aunt Prue caught on to her youngest sister's chain of thought and struggled to contain a snort of laughter. She and Paige were definitely very similar.

Phoebe placed the candles in a circle on the living room floor, unaware of Aunt Prue and Paige smirking to each other. When Piper, Leo and Prue entered the room, she began lighting the candles as an odd silence swept across the family. Everyone knew the time was nearing to say goodbye to Aunt Prue, and a theme was beginning to emerge in that her visits would always be short lived.

"So…" Aunt Prue rose to her feet, preparing to bid farewell to her extended family, slightly irritated that she could not stay for longer. First, she picked up MJ and kissed her cheek. "You be good, okay?" She said with a toothy smile. When MJ nodded, Aunt Prue turned her attention to Phoebe's other daughter. She pushed her face close to the tiny baby and grinned. "Bye baby!" She cooed, before adding in a sly whisper, "…and promise me you'll inherit your father's brains…"

"Prue!" Phoebe scolded teasingly, knowing her sister had intended it as a joke, but taking a slight offence.

"You know I was kidding!" Aunt Prue told Phoebe, pulling her into a tight hug. "I'll miss you! And you make sure my nieces grow up good, okay?"

"Of course!" Phoebe replied as tears began to form in her eyes. "I'll miss you too."

"Jason," Aunt Prue continued, deciding she did not know him well enough to hug him, but taking the opportunity to let her protective oldest sister genes shine through. "You treat Phoebe well, or you'll have me to deal with. Got that?"

"Um…" Jason looked slightly taken aback, but his shocked look soon turned to a loving smile, "I could never do anything to hurt her."

"Good." Aunt Prue looked satisfied and turned to face the second brother-in-law she did not know. However, surprising everyone in the room, she pulled Mark into a hug. She lowered her voice to a faint whisper, so that only the nauctater could hear her, "Look, I didn't get the chance to protect Paige in life… but I think you're doing a damn good job of it now! Thank you, and make sure you look into that guy who made Rachael cry."

"O…kay…" Mark looked even more taken aback than Jason had done, but felt a sense of self pride. If the all-powerful 'superwitch', Prue Halliwell, had accepted him into the family, then he was definitely worthy of the Halliwells. He met Paige's confused look with a grin, which said 'I'll tell you later.'

"You, little missy," Aunt Prue continued, crouching to come face to face with Rachael, once again lowering her voice, "You be good and make sure you practice your powers a lot around Uncle Jason, okay?"

"Yup!" Rachael beamed, kissing her Aunt Prue' nose, before blushing innocently and running to hide behind her father's leg.

"Please, please, please don't go!" Laura pleaded, knowing she was next in turn for a hug. "You can have my bed! I can sleeps on the floor!"

"I'm sorry sweetie, but I have to go back up there."

"Okay." Laura looked disappointed, but smiled sweetly.

"Goodbye Sweetie. Be good, and look after your sister, okay?"

"Okay… Goodbye."

"Missy Paige," Prue stepped towards her youngest sister and smiled. Although they had met each other three times now, there was still an awkward tension between them. They shared a hug and Aunt Prue, finally getting a chance to play big sister to Paige, looked her in the eye lovingly. "Be good," She said, as though she had been waiting to say it her entire life.

"I'm always good!" Paige replied cheekily with an innocent twinkle in her eye.

When Aunt Prue finally turned to face the Halliwell-Wyatts, she was almost too choked up to say anything. Nevertheless, she fought her tears and gave her niece a hug. "Goodbye Prue,"

"When can you come back?" The little girl asked quietly.

"Whenever you summon me." Aunt Prue replied and before Piper even asked, she looked to her sister and answered the question that was on the edge of her lips. "If you summon me using the spell, Andy can stay here. It's only if he uses our connection to summon me that he'll go to heaven."

"Right…" Piper stepped forward for a hug, but Aunt Prue moved toward Leo first.

"Bye Leo," She said simply, not having any advice to give to the whitelighter.

"Bye Prue."

"Piper…" As the two eldest sisters shared a hug, Aunt Prue could not hold back her tears any longer. She had saved her farewell with Piper for last because she knew it would be the most difficult goodbye. With her death, Aunt Prue had caused Piper so much pain and although Piper had overcome it, Prue still felt guilty. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "Bye."

"I love you." Piper replied tearfully. "Say hi to mom and Grams."

"I love you too, and… if Grams is speaking to me, I'll say hi!"

The four sisters, as if a director was cuing them, stepped forward towards the circle of candles and joined hands, preparing to say the summoning spell.

"Here these words, here my cry," Paige began.

"Spirit from the other side," The second youngest continued.

"Come to me, I summon thee." Piper whispered, praying that Andy would appear when the spell was finished.

"Cross now the great divide." As Aunt Prue spoke the final word of the spell, a shower of golden light brought the small form of the two-year-old witch whitelighter.

"Oops!" Andy yelled, shrugging his shoulders and shooting his parents an angelic look. He clearly knew how panicked he had made his mother, but the look of accomplishment spread across his smiling face was too cute for Piper to get angry at. "Hi Auntie Plue! Uncoo Andy!"

"Hey little guy." Big Andy replied, speaking for the first time since entering the living room. So this was the boy who had inherited his name? He could not have been more honoured.

"Andrew," Aunt Prue let go of her sisters' hands and knelt next to the circle of candles, "I think it's time for me to go home now."

"Why?" He asked mischievously, certainly enjoying being the centre of attention.

"Because if you don't come back now, you won't get any cake!"

It appeared that Aunt Prue knew just how to convince this boy to come back, because as soon as the word 'cake' left her lips, a blinding white light erupted from Andy's chest. Everyone had to shield their eyes to stop them stinging, but when the light finally dimmed again, Aunt Prue had taken Andy's place in the circle. She smiled sadly, knowing she would have to return to heaven. "Honey, you've got to step into the circle!" She told big Andy, who looked slightly apprehensive, but obeyed Prue's order. "We'll see you guys soon, okay?"

"Bye!" The three oldest cousins replied in unison.

"Blessed be." Aunt Prue said, before shooting big Andy an impatient glare and nudging him in the ribs.

"Oh, uh… Blessed be!" He repeated with a smirk.

"Blessed be." Everyone chorused as the two visitors disappeared.

A melancholy silence lingered over the living room for a few seconds, but was broken by Piper reuniting with her son.

"You promise you will never ever do that to Mommy again, okay?" Piper's face was a wash of relief as Andy kissed her cheek and hugged her.

"Where da cake?" He asked with a sly grin, "…dust kiddin'."

AN- I hope you weren't too confused! Basically what I meant was if Andy summons Prue using their connection, he has to replace her in heaven to keep the balance. However, if someone summons Prue using the summoning spell, Andy can stay on earth because the summoning spell is the natural way to contact the deceased! Yeh, it's a bit far fetched, but the connection is important later! Onyhoo, I'll have to love ya and leave ya! I'm off to London:D

Next chapter, "Attack of the Clones"- Prue and Laura cast a spell resulting in magical chaos in the Manor. The Andersons prepare to move out. Prue wants her dad to be home more often. Paul's true identity is revealed to Laura...or is it?