A/N. Thank you for the reviews, I now got over 50! Yay! This chapter is short and a bit rubbish, but it's just to lead into the next one. Hope you enjoy. Also, Andy knows that the sisters are witches.
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Chapter 10"Andy, stop it!" Prue shrieked, trying to slither away from her boyfriend's grip as they sat in Prue's bedroom, a while after the demon vanquish.
Andy stopped pummelling Prue's neck with kisses to answer. "I can't. You're irresistible."
"Well, you'll just have to try and resist me," Prue shot back, trying not to giggle.
"You've got me under your spell." Andy moved his face away from her neck and moved towards her mouth instead.
Prue placed her hands firmly on Andy's chest and pushed him gently away. "Stop or I will put a spell on you," she threatened playfully.
"I'm stopping," Andy said quickly and jokingly, scooting over to the other side of Prue's bed.
"Thank you. You didn't want Grams to catch us, did you. Remember what happened last time?"
Andy shuddered at the memory of a furious Penny forbidding Prue seeing him. "We were fifteen though."
"Yeah, but she still treats me like a little girl sometimes," Prue sighed.
"If it bothers you that much you should move out," Andy suggested.
"I couldn't. We need to be together because of the whole Charmed thing."
"But Piper doesn't live here," the mortal pointed out.
"Actually, we're going to ask her to move in with us," Prue admitted.
"When?"
Prue frowned at the concern in Andy's voice. Why wasn't he happy for her? "As soon as possible, You don't sound that thrilled."
"I'm just worried. Are you sure you're ready for that?"
"We're stronger together," Prue replied, touched that Andy was concerned about her.
"I didn't mean as witches. I meant as sisters."
Prue contemplated the question for a moment. "I honestly don't know."
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Piper pulled away, her face flushed and her breathing heavy. "Am I dreaming?" She murmured.
Leo grinned and leant his forehead against Piper's, so they were gazing directly into each other's eyes. "No," he whispered.
"Then why am I so happy?" Piper asked, matching the whitelighter's smile.
"I don't know, but it must be contagious."
Piper's face grew serious and she moved out of Leo's arms. "Does it bother you that I'm pregnant with someone else's baby?"
"No. I realise you come together, and I knew that when I fell for you."
"Just don't hurt me okay. I can't handle anymore right now," Piper told him, looking down at her feet.
"Hey, look at me," Leo instructed softly, lifting Piper's chin up. "I could never hurt you."
Piper nodded as she led Leo over to her sofa. "So, if you're a whitelighter, doesn't that mean you're dead?"
"Yeah. I died in the war." Leo put his arm around Piper as she rested her head on his chest.
"Vietnam?"
"No. World War Two."
"Oh." Wow, Leo had been around a long time.
"I was a medic. I wanted to help people, not kill them." Leo's voice became dreamy, as if he was lost in the events of over sixty years ago. "I was tending to a wounded soldier, when I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. The next thing I knew I was bathed on white light, surrounded by Elders." Leo blinked, bringing himself back to the present. "Anyway, that was in the past. What matters in the present."
"Yeah, but it's good to remember," Piper said, her own mind drifting back to memories of her parents. "Even if it hurts."
Leo seemed to understand the meaning behind the words and he gave Piper's hand a comforting squeeze.
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Phoebe screamed and gripped the car seat tighter as Jake pressed down on the execrator. His father's car raced up the empty field, screeching in protest.
Phoebe glanced across at the dashboard. The dial read 120mph. They were going fast. Too fast. First it had been fun, freeing to drive alone in a deserted field, with just the mud, trees and each other for company. But now things were getting out of hand.
"Jake, slow down!"
Jake laughed loudly. "What's the matter, Phoebe, scared?"
"Please, slow down," Phoebe begged. She had known Jake was a bit wild, but never had she thought he would endanger their lives. She was scared.
"No, I'm having fun." Defiantly, Jake stamped down and the care sped up.
"You're going too fast." Phoebe had to practically shout to be heard over the roar of the engine.
"I'm only just getting started." Jake turned the steering wheel sharply and the car swerved right. But because of the high speed and sharp turn, the right wheel lifted of the ground, causing the car to topple over.
Phoebe raised her arms over her head as the car rolled, and everything went black.