A/N: This is the first in a series of one shots. Once the series is completed this will make up the "back story" for Prue and Cole. This is being written for my livjournal rpg charmedliferp.
This first part takes place after Prue is with Bane and before the start of season 3.
Prue downed her fourth drink of the evening and sighed deeply. "Bane – you suck. Why are you in jail?" she asked aloud. People started looking at her funny. "What?" she snapped. "You want some?" she asked a particularly good-looking woman at the end of the bar and then went back to her drink. "Empty" she whined, "Bartender- one more please"
"Put it on my tab" said a voice over her shoulder. Prue looked up and saw tall, dark and handsome stranger. "Hello" he started, "I am Cole Turner"
Prue regarded him silently for a moment. "Is telling you my name necessary?" Prue asked. Cole shook his head.
"You can do anything you want," He answered. The bartender brought Prue her drink and she turned it up quickly.
"So- Cole Turner" Prue started, "What do you do?"
"I am lawyer," he answered taking a sip from his own glass of whiskey, "And you?"
Prue thought about that for a moment- not sure what to tell him, "I am a big sister. Re-fucking-sponsible. Everybody's momma" Prue looked up into the handsome face of her new friend. "Without me I truly believe they would stupid to death"
Cole laughed and leaned in, "Well- good thing you are around, huh?"
The music was intoxicating as the alcohol. She didn't even feel bad for going to a club that wasn't P3- she didn't feel guilty now after being plastered for a few hours. Prue suddenly put her glass down, "Want to dance?"
"I don't dance well" Cole replied. "Sorry- not my thing"
She needed to do something. She needed to be out of this rut. Prue looked at him long and hard. "Want to have sex?" Prue asked. "Do you do that well?"
Cole raised an eyebrow at her and smirked, "Extremely" he answered.
"Let's go to your place" Prue said grabbing him by the hand and leading him out of the nightclub.