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"Love, your older sister-" Piper paused because she saw someone in the foyer walking towards the door. The figure had long hair and was slim. She figured the figure was a woman because she was wearing boots with heels on them and a leather jacket. Piper shouted out to the woman, "Prue!" Piper fainted as the woman turned around when she called out her name.
The woman immediately ran over to Piper's side, blocking everyone from getting to her. The woman kept her head down so the others couldn't see who she was. She took Piper into her arms and held Piper against her like a mother comforting a child. She stroked Piper's head whispering into her ear: "It's okay, Piper, I'm here. Wake up, sweetie."
"Okay, so who ever you are, get your measly little hands off of our sister," Phoebe said as she grabbed Paige's hand. Phoebe was hoping against all odds that the woman that was presently holding Piper was in fact Prue. All Phoebe needed to do was to see her face, and at the precise moment that she does, she would know whether or not that that woman is Prue. But no one in the room moved.
"You heard what my sister said," Paige said nervously. "Get your hands off of her or-"
"Or what, Paige?" Henry jutted in. "I know that you don't hurt innocents, and even if this woman is a demon or warlock, she isn't hurting Piper. Just breath and-"
"Henry! You honestly think that Paige or Phoebe would relax if any type of being is holding onto their sister?" Coop protested. Coop looked down at the woman holding onto Piper, his face contorted with fear, but it smoothed out and eventually turned into a soft smile.
"Why are you smiling Coop?" Leo asked. Every eye in the room, except for the mysterious woman and Piper's eyes were on him at the very moment. Coop looked up and scanned the confused faces.
"Well, you know how I can sense love because I am a Cupid, right?" Coop asked in one of those 'I-like-to-explain-things-so-I-sound-smart' tones.
"Yeah, dad, we know…" his middle child spoke up. Coop just chuckled and continued.
"Well, all I feel in this room right now is love," he said as he looked down at the pair on the floor. "Especially from her," he said as he pointed at the woman Piper called Prue.
"So she's not going to hurt my mom?" Wyatt stepped forward, getting a better look at the woman holding his mother. Coop shook his head.
"Who is she though?" Chris asked. He crossed his arms and stood next to Wyatt. Wyatt looked over at him and shrugged. At that moment, Piper started to wake up.
"Prue…" Piper started to say. Then, after realizing what had just happened to her and what she had seen, she shot up and out of the woman's arms. "Prue?!" She screamed. She looked over to the door where she thought she had last seen her. Her face fell and her head dropped as she realized she was no longer there. She then felt someone stroking her hair.
"It's okay, honey" the person whispered into her ear. Piper recognized the voice and turned to look at the person who uttered those words.
"Prue?" Piper only breathed. Piper staggered backwards, not believing her own eyes. "I-I don't understand…" She pushed the strands of hair that fell in front of her eyes behind her ear and then let her hands drop to her sides. "Is it really you?"
"You tell me," the woman said as she revealed her face to everyone in the room. Only three people in the room gasped. Piper, Phoebe, and Leo were stunned. All three of them had one question on their mind: How could this be? Melinda, Piper's only daughter, ran over to the fireplace where an old picture of her mother, her Aunt Phoebe, and the woman her aunt had just explained as being Aunt Prue were pictured smiling. The picture she was holding was the last picture ever taken of the three of them together before Prue died.
"Well, from the looks of things…" Melinda started saying, comparing the picture she had in her hand to the woman standing in the middle of the room. She has the same ice blue eyes, same raven hair, same figure, same face structure- G-d she has the same everything!!! Melinda thought. "I would say that she is Aunt Prue."
The next sound that was heard was sobbing. Phoebe and Piper had practically flung themselves onto Prue. Yes, it was official; the woman is indeed Prue Halliwell.
Everyone was sitting in the parlor by the fire place amazed on how their relative, who died 21 years ago, was actually breathing and sitting on a couch that very moment.
"So, who were you most annoyed with when you were growing: my mom or Aunt Phoebe?" Chris asked. No one, except for Prue, saw Phoebe raise her hand as she blushed a little bit. Prue smiled at her, who she still considers, her baby sister.
"No, no, no, Chris. I have a better question: Didn't Aunt Piper and Uncle Leo's bedroom used to be yours, Aunt Prue?" Prue asked. Phoebe, Leo, and Piper looked at her questioningly. She shrugged her shoulders. "I had a premonition in there one day where I saw her sleeping in there and this weird, almost gothic-like, chic was opening her bedroom door while she was sleeping," Prue said almost in one breath. She then looked at Prue again. "But you had short hair back then and so did you, mom," she said as she turned to her mother.
"Oh, yeah, that Aviva chic," Prue said as she shook her head. She looked at Phoebe, "From the way you are now, Phoebes, I would have never guessed you would've been friends with her."
"Thanks, I think," Phoebe said as she smiled back at Prue.
"Not that I am not happy to finally meet you, believe me I am, but how and why are you back?" Paige asked.