Chapter 34: Change of plan

"NO!" Suddenly from nowhere, someone orbed Piper out of the fireball's direction, so it hit the wall of the cave instead. Not wasting her chance, Prue immediately used her telekinesis to throw Cole along with Phoebe away when Paige brought her back, in order to make them not being able to attack for awhile, for at least they'd have some time to think of a way to vanquish the Source.

As the stranger orbed back with Piper in his arms, he made the group's jaws drop. It was none other than Piper's husband, Leo. "What? But I think you were captured by him!" Paige shouted in great surprise, pointing to Cole, who was trying to get out of the mess he'd been thrown to.

"I was. But Brendan saved me." The whitelighter answered, as he walked to the warlock who was holding a key. "Sorry I led you to his trap, but I'm betrayed too you know. Now I've realized my fault, and I know the bad side isn't the place for me. Could you guys please forgive me, just this time?" Brendan begged, never in his life had he spoken as truthfully as that time.

"Oh really? How could we know if it's not just one of your tricks? How can we believe you?" Piper replied sarcastically, holding tight her husband's arm, afraid if she was going to lose him again. "I think we should think about that later, Phoebe and Cole are coming around, we gotta do something fast." Prue interrupted, she was still so shocked with the news that she was actually betrayed by none other than her fiancé.

"You fool! Following the good side will begin the doom of yours!" Cole shouted, as he lifted himself up along with his wife, ready for another attack. But Paige and Leo were faster, they quickly orbed all of them back to the manor just right when the Source finished his sentence, avoiding any more loss. "Cowards." He murmured, turning back to Phoebe. "We should be aware for their next arrival, shall we my queen?" he asked, in such a lovingly caring voice, as he extended his hand gently.

The lower-middle Charmed One hesitated. Although evil had filled her mind, but there was still this thing deep inside told her that wasn't right, that she was doing the wrong thing. But when she looked deep into Cole's eyes – the man she'd ever truly been in love with, she suddenly felt secure and her mind once again had nothing but the desire to destroy the Charmed Ones, whom just days ago she still called 'sisters'. "Of course, my king." She answered, smiling seductively with her husband and took his hand.

The following morning, in the Halliwell manor's kitchen…

"Okay, this is going to be really crazy." Paige murmured, as she poured the potion from the saucepan into small phials. "Are you sure this one's gonna work?" The Charmed Ones had been working since the visit to the Source's place, and after hours of thinking, finally they'd come up with a plan that they hoped would work.

"40 it'll stop Cole from moving, then we'll be able to talk to Phoebe and if we have luck, she'll be back." Piper answered, checking the potion again to see whether its signs were similar with the ones in the Book.

"Funny." The witch/whitelighter moaned disappointedly, as she started to tidy the mess on the table which she'd created during the potion-making.

"Do you have plan B? Just in case this one fails?" Leo joined their conversation, as he orbed in. Piper and Paige shook their heads; they were too busy to think of another plan. "Prue's writing a spell. If I'm right then it'll make us easier when convincing Phoebe?" the whitelighter asked, pointing upstairs. "Yeah. Seems like Prue's spell-writing skill is as good as our Pheebs, huh?" Piper commented, while turning to Paige, and immediately realized she'd just hit her raw nerve, although the youngest Charmed One tried to hide it. Looking at her half-sister for a moment, she decided to do something, "Don't worry. We'll get her back. I promise." She reassured, putting a hand on her shoulder. They shared a smile before starting to warm things up again.

"Talking about Prue, where is she?" Paige asked, just when Prue walked into the kitchen, carrying a piece of paper with her. "There's your answer. Is that the spell, Prue?" Piper questioned, as she grabbed the paper in her oldest sister's hand.

"Yeah. Hope it's alright." Prue replied, while turning to the youngest Charmed One to check up the potions. "Is there anything needed to be done here?" she asked, just when Brendan blinked in. As soon as the photographer noticed his presence, she quickly left the place without a word.

"Oh, there you are. I was wondering if you can help me with this…Wait Prue, where are you going?" Paige tried to yell after her oldest sister, surprised by how she reacted, but it was no use. She had been out of sight way before the witch/whitelighter did that.

Just as Brendan decided to chase after Prue, Piper stopped him, "Just give her some time, okay?" she comforted in a low tone of voice.

"It must be really hard for her when someone she trusted so much turned out to be a betrayer." Leo commented, and immediately he received a glance from the good warlock. "What? I'm just trying to help!" He quickly defended himself, raising his hands upward.

"She'll get over it. C'mon, as I was saying, I want you to help me with this…" Paige interrupted, grabbing Brendan's arm and pulled him to the table where the saucepan contained the potions laid, telling him her needs. Meanwhile, Piper and Leo decided to go after Prue to see if she was okay. But when they arrived at the attic, the only thing they found was Prue's limp body sitting on a chair. It was obviously that she was using her astral projection power. But the matter was, the couple didn't know where she had gone.

Only Prue herself knew, evidently. The place she astralled in was pretty noisy, even though it was just early in the morning. Of course it was, it always had been, because there were millions of patients who needed to be cured. She was at the Bay General Hospital. Stepping out of the bathroom, which was the only place she couldn't be seen doing magic, the oldest Charmed One walked straight toward to the room numbered 43. Just as she was starting to open the door, a second thought entered her mind. She hesitated, and somewhat was confused, didn't know whether she should go in, or more, if she could pluck up enough courage to go in. Suddenly a voice echoed behind her, making her turned around.

"Can I help you, Mrs. Trudeau?" Andy's nurse asked, apparently didn't know that Prue and Andy had divorced.

'Mrs. Trudeau' She repeated her words, ironically. Little did the nurse know those words she had just said hurt the witch so much as if they were stabbing into her already broken heart, 'She sure hasn't known that we've…divorced.' Such thoughts entered her mind along with a strange but also familiar feeling, a feeling of being Andy's wife again. "Um…no thanks, I'm sure I…can handle it myself." The oldest Charmed One replied, smiling at the nurse, although she wasn't sure whether she was actually lying or not. She smiled back, and walked away.

As soon as the nurse was out of sight, Prue let out a sigh of relief, though she still didn't know what to do, what to decide. It wasn't like she didn't want to go inside and see Andy for herself, but it was just so…embarrassing and awkward meeting him, since it was her who asked for a divorce from him in the first place. But staying outside the room was worse. Everybody nearby was looking at her strangely, for her had been standing in the same position for over 10 minutes without moving. And she was definitely not going to astral back to her body at the manor, it was her decision to come to the hospital and she was not changing it. Sweat covered her abundantly as her hand was grabbing the door-handle, Prue took the deepest breath she'd ever taken, and then she pushed the door open, trying to summon up every of her courage.

She was completely relieved when she realized her ex-husband hadn't wakened yet. Walking into the room, she admired Andy's handsomeness, especially when he was asleep – which was one of the things she loved most about her whitelighter. At first she just wanted to come and check on him, but then it all changed when the oldest Charmed One staring in his face, she suddenly wanted to stay with Andy longer. 'A few minutes wouldn't hurt.' Prue consoled, trying to convince herself to stay. Looking around for a chair, the witch felt totally comfortable by sitting next to Andy. Although one of them was in a coma, there was still an awkward silence for a few minutes before Prue decided she had to say something, so she started.

"Erm…Andy, hi…um…it's me, Prue. I'm just…passing by to see how you're doing. But, well,…um…unfortunately you haven't awaken yet, so…I guess I'll just…try and talk to you in this way and see if you can hear me, okay? I know it sounds stupid, but…it's not like there hadn't been anyone who'd done this before, right? Um…so…uh…I'm sorry I didn't come earlier…Just that I had to astral myself to the hospital's bathroom and…it took me a few minutes to get out without being suspected, you know, people seeing me go out without entering, and…stuffs like that. And there was the…your nurse who…asked me if she could help me and…you wouldn't believe this but she called me Mrs. Trudeau!" Suddenly Prue let out a laugh, but it disappeared as fast as it came.

"Mrs. Trudeau huh, Andy? Do you know what it means? She thought that I'm still your wife, that I'm still yours. But little did she know that if I was, you wouldn't have been in this coma, am I right? Am I right Andy? You knew that if you were stressed then you'd be in danger right? And you also knew that accepting our divorcement would bring you pressures right? Didn't you? So why did you sign it? Why did you sign the paper I gave you?" Before Prue knew it, tears had already begun to roll down her red cheeks, as she was hit by the truth that Andy had already known what'd happened to him, but he still accepted it – which she'd never noticed before. Did he just want to make her happy? Maybe she'd never know, 'cause the Grim reaper was coming nearer to him by seconds. And if it succeeded in taking her Andy away, then it'd be all her fault. "It's all my fault…It's all mine…" she sobbed silently, kept whispering those words just until a voice suddenly pulled her back to her chair.

"It's not only yours, Prue. Listen to me."

A/N: Sorry for the REALLY long update! I've just had some issues and my final exam's just been over! I'm gonna make up by posting 3 chapters once, and I'm VERY sure that the next time I update won't be that kind of long!

Really sorry to all my readers, and thank you for reading my fic.