A/N I don't own jack.
This is my continuation of the story of a.u. Pru. No attacks in this one. It's just a quick story of Pru's wedding day. It takes place sometime in the 2nd season.
"Pru, you look so beautiful." Phoebe breathed. She looked at her big sister with tears in her eyes. Pru was wearing her wedding gown, a simple, yet beautiful satin dress. Piper was helping Pru arrange her veil. She stepped back to admire her handiwork.
"You're breathtaking." She assured her sister. "Andy will be speechless."
"Just as long as it passes long enough for him to recite his vows," Pru gave her little sisters a saucy wink. Unlike most brides, but very like Pru, she had no jitters. No nervous fear of what lie ahead. She greeted her wedding day with the same confidence that she greeted every day, just with more enthusiasm.
A knock on Pru's bedroom door preceded her father, Victor Bennett. Although they'd had a rocky relationship in the past, Pru was thankful that he was here, that he'd be walking down the aisle with her.
"You're stunning, Pru," he complimented, as happy as she that he could be a part of this special day. "The limo is waiting, are you girls ready?"
"Absolutely," answered Pru with a wide smile.
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Inside the church, Andy waited for his bride. At his side were his best friend and partner, Darryl Morris and Piper's boyfriend, and White-Lighter to the sisters, Leo. Darryl had recently been told the girls' secret and seemed to be taking it better than Andy had. He reminded himself with a rueful grimace that the first time he'd learned the secret he was under a truth spell which later made him forget what he'd learned and how it had broken Pru's heart to learn that he didn't want to be a part of it. In his defense, she had only given him a few minutes between telling him her secret and expecting him to give an answer to her regarding his acceptance of it. He'd been too shocked. The next time he'd learned of it, he'd done much better, still shocked, but thankfully, he was allowed time to get used to the idea and to realize that life without Pru was barely living. So he had to accept magic and the danger that Pru and her sisters faced on a daily basis, if that meant he could be with Pru, he'd do it.
The music that started coming from the organ brought him out of his musings. He watched as Phoebe began walking down the aisle, followed by Piper, both girls lovely, but he had eyes only for Pru. Phoebe and Piper stood side by side across from him in front of the church's altar and turned expectantly waiting for Pru. Phoebe cast furtive looks at Andy, wanting to see his reaction. She knew the minute Pru stepped into view, Andy's grin and appreciative eyes gave him away. Phoebe turned toward Pru and their father and watched the pair stepping down the aisle. She noticed Victor's hand enclosing Pru's, which was on his arm. Phoebe had a thought that Victor was trying to restrain Pru from making a dash to Andy's side. She smiled and then remembered that even as anxious as Pru was she would never act so indecorously at her own wedding.
Finally reaching the end of the aisle, Victor stood in front of Pru to lift her veil. After kissing her cheek, he stepped aside, placing her hand in Andy's. He damned the years that he'd been unable to be a father to his girls and almost resented Andy for taking Pru from him when they were just beginning to forge a relationship. He kept reminding himself that he wasn't losing a daughter but gaining a son. He vowed to be there for the future; to form bonds and relationships with his family, which was gaining a member today. He was just thankful that Andy was human, like him, he might be able to give the man pointers on being married to a witch.
Andy looked down at Pru's hand in his. Her touch, as always, like an electrical current on his
skin. He smiled into her eyes, she'd had that magic long before she'd become aware that she
was a witch. He leaned down and whispered, "I love you," into her ear. Together they turned toward the priest who would unite them as man and wife.
