Chapter 2

Perfect life, not so much

Prue got up a little dizzy and confused. An alarm clock just went off and left her completely out of place. She rolled on her side with a familiar feeling and realized she was in her bed. She smiled to the pillow. Whatever reason the alarm clock went off it didn't matter. She remembered she had been dead, dead for almost 5 years. Now she was in her bed. She was alive. It was wonderful. She did not know how, or why, she did not care at all. She was alive, she was going to do all she wanted to do, and she was going to do the right things that should have been done before…or…well, at some time.

"You should get up" a familiar voice said. Prue's heart stopped. She had already forgotten about Ethan! She felt how Ethan was playing with her smooth hair. He smelled good, that was something she didn't notice earlier. He smelled like…mint. He was being so much careful and sweet with her now. Maybe he had been intimidated…it wouldn't surprise her, after all. Dead people intimidate everyone. Prue rolled on her side again and met his eyes. He was smiling. "Hi Prue. Welcome to your life"

Prue smiled him back and laughed as hard as she thought she would ever laugh. She would probably wake her sisters up but she didn't care. Life was too short to waste it sleeping.

All of the sudden they heard a familiar voice behind the door, a voice Prue hadn't heard in so many years that made her heart froze. Her mom's voice calling her name. Ethan and Prue looked to the door and, right before it started to open Ethan whispered something that sounded like "frossego" and everything froze.

"How did you do that?" Prue asked, wondering why she wasn't surprised at all. Ethan had brought her back from the dead, somehow. So why couldn't he freeze time without even moving a muscle? She was curious though "Was that a spell?"

"It is my way to do magic. I never learned how to canalize it through my hands…" He confessed feeling somewhat guilty about it. Prue smiled, that guy was…just interesting. He could bring someone back from the dead but he did not know how to use his powers properly.

"So, what is going on?" Prue asked, not so sure if she wanted to know. "Did you already change the past, didn't you?"

"I did…" he admitted "but we have work to do…"

"We?"

"Yeah," he smiled again. He was so charming. They held in each others eyes for a second and then, he spoke again " I brought you to your teenage years, this is your Senior year at high school." Prue was going to talk but Ethan cut her off "…we don't have much time so let me explain. Paige, your sister, your youngest sister wasn't given up, your mom did not go to the lake so she is alive, that was the first event we had to fix. Phoebe did not go rebellious but Piper is still a Geek. You are popular, head of the cheerleaders and, yes, you are going out with Andy. Listen…Prue, focus" He said. When Prue heard 'Andy' her eyes were filled with hope and excitement. "However, something have changed, I am not sure of what, you will have to find out yourself, you will meet some people that you should have met earlier…and you won't meet some other people. You have been writing a diary so that would be your guide. It is September 6, school starts today. You know what you have to do right. These are your classes…"

"Do I really have to go to high school?" Prue interrupted.

"Yeah, the second event we have to change it is going to happen here, in High school" Ethan answered, "It has to do with Paige, she is going to get raped, somehow"

"WHAT!" Prue yelled. "WHEN! How?"

"I don't know" he looked away. He looked sad, he was really concern, maybe too concern. Prue was getting suspicious. "It is going to happen here in this time but I don't know where or when…or by whom. Paige is eleven…and if it happens, she will run away and won't come back to San Francisco until days after you were killed. That means, if you don't make it, you die. If you make it, you can change your destiny's and Andy's. Maybe your mom's too…"

Prue smiled deeply. She realized she had a second chance. "…however, things are different Prue, I'll come back when the next task comes. Good luck"

Things are different. Yes, Prue knew that, her mom was alive. Phoebe wouldn't go revel and she had another sister. A little sister…defiantly life was different, it was way better.

"You kid get up!" Patty Halliwell yelled through the door while Ethan disappeared. Her mom broke in the room really angry and pretty much pulled Prue out of the bed. Too confused to react Prue fell on the floor. "You are so lazy and stupid Prue, just get up damn it. Go to school and learn something productive cause next year you are out of here!" Patty Halliwell yelled. Prue tried to get up but Patty slapped her and she fell again.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Prue yelled. She regretted it the second after. Her mom slowly turned red and looked at her. Prue could see anger held in her mom's eyes. "I'm sorry mom…I…"

"Don't mom me Prue…" Patty almost yelled to her daughter. "I am Patty to you. God, when will you learn?"

Patty slapped her again and left Prue too shocked to say anything. She was bleeding because her mom had some ring on that hurt her. However, what hurt her the most was the fact that it was her mom the one who had slapped her. Her eyes were filled with tears of anger and confusion. She didn't know. She didn't understand. Her mom had been a wonderful woman, loving, caring and understanding. She had been the perfect mom hadn't she? What happened? Suddenly Prue felt guilty, guilty because she changed that…she changed her mom…

"Prue…You okay?" a much younger Phoebe came in her room. Prue was surprised. Phoebe was nothing like she remembered. Phoebe wasn't Freebe anymore…She was just a normal teenager, pretty and happy. She had a cute ponytail instead of her usual thick black hair all in her face. Instead of black ledger clothes, she was wearing a regular pink T-shirt and a denim mini skirt. Her make up was much lighter and her eyes didn't seem angry at all. She should have met that Phoebe. Prue ignored that, in fact, that was the Phoebe that years later will work at the Bay Mirror, helping people. Phoebe saw Prue on the floor and gave her a little smile. She walked toward her big sister and helped her to get up. "I'm sorry Prue…It wasn't your fault"

"What wasn't my fault?" Prue asked confused. Phoebe looked at her with tenderness and hugged her. "let's get ready okay?"

"No Phoebs wait. What wasn't my fault?"

"Mom being mad at you…Prue what is wrong with you?" Phoebe asked "You look different…"

"Just tired. Look Phoebe I don't know what's with mom but she is not like that…I know she is not…" Prue said trying to convince herself more than her sister. Phoebe laughed.

"What are you talking about, she is a bitch. You have said it yourself a million times" Phoebe said, convinced that she was right.

"Phoebs, don't talk about mom like that. I could have never said that!" Prue said indigenized. Phoebe gave her a weird look and said "Prue, you are really freaking me out, are you sure you are okay?"

"Yeah. Go get dressed" Prue said without believing a word. She felt that everything was completely unreal. Things are different. "Phoebe"

"Yeah?"

"Do I have to wear my cheerleading uniform today?"

"Of course are you mad. You know that!" Phoebe laughed. "Seriously Prue, you are acting so weird this morning" Phoebe left the room and Prue went to her closet. It was good to know that she had almost the same clothes, at least the same style. She had to admit that she would have enjoyed looking through her closet, and her body! She liked being a teenager again, but while she took her pajama of and saw all the bruises she went pale. Had her mom done that? Yes, it hurt to admit it but yes. Did her mom hit Phoebe, Piper and Paige too? She thought about Paige, she didn't really know her. Suddenly she felt excited, at least Phoebe looked alright and she had another sister…

Prue went through her stuff and saw the pictures on the wall. In most of them she was with Andy or her sisters. Especially with the sister she didn't know. Paige. There weren't very many pictures of her with Piper, even though she had the best relationship with her sister. She wished she had more time to spend looking the pictures and her diary but she had to get to school. She put her cheerleading uniform on and grabbed her stuff that was already prepared to go. "Some things never change after all" She grabbed her keys and realized that she wouldn't be driving the same old car Grams got for her when she turned sixteen. She was driving a Mazda.

She ran down the stairs and found her sisters. Nothing would have prepared her to face her sisters. She loved them so much. Paige jumped in to her arms and Prue, very surprised held her. "I'm sorry mommy hit you because of me today" Prue looked at her baby sister. They both looked alike but Paige had Phoebe's eyes. Prue smiled at her like saying "it is not your fault" but she didn't really know whose fault it was…well yes. Hers.

Piper however, avoided her eyes. She was wearing jeans, no make up and a really dorky shirt with the picture of a horse. She had braces and glasses and a really greasy hair. She almost forgot the 16-year-old Piper Halliwell.

"What's with you Prue? Lets get out of here!" Piper angrily said. Angrily. Prue had never seen Piper angry before. Not in that way.

Up there, however, wasn't going that good for the young Ethan. The elders were mad, as mad as anyone had seen them in a long, long time. Most of them had completely lost their tempered. Most of them yelled out all the words an elder should never say. Most of them felt anger and, of course, betrayal. Nevertheless, only one of them didn't lose his cool. His name was, or had been a long time ago, Logan. His hair was extremely blond, almost white and his eyes where oddly yellowish, those eyes were feared all over the magic community. Elders wanted to be like him, demons feared him. Even The Source itself had feared the one that many people called 'The Elder'. Logan smiled at Ethan who didn't look away, everyone saw that as an offense.

"…I can't believe it! Ethan we all thought you knew better" one of the elders said discussed. He looked at Ethan with disagreement and, a shadow of what fear could have looked like within an elder's eyes.

"I know better Delphos," Ethan said, while he looked up in a very arrogant way. "I am doing what I am doing for the good of the community. That is what I have been trained to do, that is what I am willing to do. It is not my will but the community's will" Ethan held the Elder's look with anger.

"The kid has a point," Logan said trying not to laugh. Most of the elders looked at him surprised. Logan had always been Ethan's favorite elder and, person in the entire world. Logan had pretty much taught him everything he knew, including his manners.

"Have you gone mad Logan?" The one called Delphos yelled. "The funny kid has abducted Prudence Halliwell from heaven, brought her back to life, change the charmed one's future behind our back, and saved Patricia Halliwell who was supposed to die…"

"WHO ARE YOU TO DECIDE WHO HAS TO DIE AND WHO HASN'T?" Ethan all of the sudden yelled.

"Ethan please, manners"

"Screw manners!"

"Ethan!" Delphos warmed him.

"Yes sir, I am sorry sir" Ethan looked at him, mad and angry. He could feel his anger boiling within his blood but he didn't say anything…He would never contradict Logan.

"…Patty was supposed to die because of her future mistreatment towards the Charmed ones!" Delphos said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"That can be changed!" Ethan argued. "Prue will change it!"

"Prudence Halliwell is only a witch" Delphos sentenced.

"or not" Ethan replied.

Most of the elders where now impressed, not many people dared to say nothing to an elder, but it was true that there weren't many people like Ethan around. Ethan had known the elders forever that was why he never feared them, the was born and raised 'up there' that is why, he wasn't and elder, but he was one of the few people actually close to them. He could tell everything about them, that was why, he wasn't allowed to have a life. The elders knew everything about the kid, well, almost, they didn't know about his obsession with Prue Halliwell. Ethan had watched Prue growing up and he admired her to death.

"I don't think Prue is just a witch Ethan," Logan's voice spoke inside of Ethan's mind. That was one of the things that Logan had taught him. They would have vital conversations within their minds, discuss business or just talk about nothing and no one had to know. No Elder knew anything about that especial connection. That was another of the thousand secrets Ethan hid.

"Then why don't you say anything?" Ethan replied to Logan.

" Ethan, you know we can clip your winds for this don't you?"

"Yes I do" Ethan said. "But they won't dare to do so"

Logan smiled. Ethan was right , yet he didn't know how much the elders feared him. They wouldn't want a mad nineteen year old walking around with their secrets in his hands, that was Ethan's curse and blessing at the same time. The Elders wouldn't get rid of him no matter what did, so Ethan had grown up doing whatever he wanted without fearing any elder, or any other creature.