Chapter 26: Only You

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A/N: Okay here it is. Just so people who are reading this are clear, I know it. That you're reading, that is. Remember how I mentioned that a few chapter back? Anywho, on with the fic.

"Cole," Phoebe said as she shook Cole's shoulder to wake him up. "Cole!" She yelled as her first attempt had failed.

"What…" Cole said vaguely without opening his eyes.

"Cole, wake up," Phoebe prodded, "It's important."

"Demon?" Cole questioned as he bolted upright.

"No," Phoebe rolled her eyes at Cole's assumption.

"Well what then?" He said throatily, lying back down on his pillow.

"Where do you think he went?" Phoebe continued.

"What….who went where?" Cole solicited, still half asleep.

"Bane!" Phoebe almost yelled as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

At this Cole sat up again with a highly confused look upon his face.

"Bane?" Cole repeated.

"Yeah," Phoebe nodded her head in conclusion. Cole stared with the same expression on his face and Phoebe kept talking.

"What?" She asked quickly.

"Why do you care?" Cole said with the look leaving his face a bit.

"Well, you know, I was just wondering," Phoebe answered, seemingly thinking it was odd that Cole would ask this question.

"Wait," Cole started, a look of concern flashing across his eyes, "You don't wanna go kiss him too, do you?" Cole asked seriously.

"You…" Phoebe started, "You think that I?" She pointed to herself, "Wanted to kiss…" Phoebe's face broke into a grin as she pointed out the window.

Cole nodded his head, his face remaining in its same severe expression.

Phoebe howled with laughter at seeing Cole's face.

"Hey," Cole said, sounding genuinely hurt.

"I'm sorry," Phoebe said though giggles, "It's just…I can't believe you'd think that I…" Phoebe couldn't get another word out as she continued to laugh.

"Well with everyone else in this house running off to be with him a guy starts to wonder," Cole concluded.

Phoebe stifled her laughs long enough to speak.

"Aww, sweetie," Phoebe said, laying her head on Cole's chest, "I love you. That means you never have to worry about me leaving you. Ever."

"Well Prue loves Andy doesn't she?" Cole questioned, "And as far as I know Bane didn't cast any spells on her. So what if love isn't enough?"

"It's enough for me," Phoebe concluded, "Prue's just…she's just confused right now."

"Well promise me you won't go getting confused," Cole said, pulling Phoebe closer.

"Promise," Phoebe said.

"So," she continued, "Where do you think he went?"

"Away from here," Cole said, laughing a little.

"I'm sure," Phoebe agreed, "Away from here and away from—"

"Prue!" Andy called, turning over and over on Prue's bare mattress.

"Prue no!" Andy continued, his eyes still shut and terror breaching his face.

"Andy what's wrong?" Prue said, waking up and trying to calm him.

"Don't…" Andy continued to scream, "Don't, please! Don't make me…I don't want to."

Prue furrowed her brow, still trying to steady Andy. He calmed down for a bit before starting up again.

"You don't want it!" He screamed, "I'm here, Prue. You don't want him! I'm still here. Can you hear me baby? I never left. Please hear me."

Andy stopped turning and scrunched up his face a little.

"I don't want to go," he said softly.

Though no tears fell Prue could tell Andy was sobbing under his eyelids.

"Andy," Prue called quietly, "Andy wake up."

Andy's eyes shot open with confusion and he sat upright.

Prue hugged him tightly, not knowing what he was talking about but knowing that look on his face…the one that Prue couldn't stand to see. The one that she had made him wear for the past three days.

"Tell me what it was," Prue urged as she broke away from him.

"It was just a…a bad dream," Andy said nonchalantly as he put on a big smile, "Nightmares, you know…they seem so real—"

"Andy," Prue cut him off, "What was it?"

"I…" Andy began, "I was just dreaming…reliving I guess…the day when…when you saw Bane again. For the second time."

Prue nodded with realization at what Andy was talking about. She wanted him to stop talking—she could see that this was hurting him much more than anyone should have to hurt.

"Andy…" Prue started.

But Andy continued talking, his face downcast, seemingly in some type of trance.

"I was remembering when they…when the Elders made me make you…they told me it would make you happy. And that was my job."

He looked up into Prue's eyes with a look so pleading it made her break out into tears before she even had time to stop them.

"I called you," he continued, "I yelled out to you. 'I'm here, Prue. You don't want him! I'm still here. Can you hear me baby? I never left. Please hear me,'" Andy mimicked his own words.

"Please hear me," he repeated.

"But you didn't…you couldn't," he continued.

Prue tried to move, but she couldn't. She wanted him to stop but at the same time she wanted to hear more, know what he was feeling. She wanted him to let go what he had been holding on to for such a long time.

"So I did what I had to do," Andy said, still looking straight into Prue's eyes, "I did my job. And I don't know if it's possible for a dead man to die more…but I did."

Prue's heart lurched at Andy's words.

"Andy…" Prue repeated her earlier words to no avail.

"Just a little more, Prue," Andy said, "That day I died all over again…just for you. All for you."

Prue had heard enough. She ran forward and kissed Andy hard.

"I love you," she said through chokes and sobs, "Never anyone else. My whole life, Andy. It's only been you. I'm so sorry I ever made you doubt that."

She rested her head on Andy's shoulder as they laid back down on the mattress, Prue hoping that maybe, one day, Andy could remember that he was the only person she'd ever loved.

A/N: Can you say filler? Apparently I can. Nothing happened and it was a whole lotta randomness. But I felt like explaining more of how Andy was feeling since I spent so much time on telling how everyone else was feeling. That's the definition of filler, I know. But maybe the people reading this will like it. I don't know, we'll see in the two…maybe even…dare I say it? Three (shudder gasp) reviews that I get on this chapter. I'm being a dumbass, I know. Not to mention just plain sardonic and a little retarded. But wouldn't you be?