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Chapter 2.2 – Not Exactly Perfect

Darryl frowned. "The only person I was introduced to was . . ." his voice trailed off as realization came. "You were Cousin Manny!"

Andy nodded. "That was me. Thanks for including me in your eulogy by the way."

"I guess that explains why I had never heard of Cousin Manny," Darryl said with a chuckle. "I didn't think I would've forgotten you telling me about him. But what are you going to do now though? I know you are alive, again, but that's something awfully hard to explain to people who know nothing of magic."

The nine other people in the room looked at each other. Leo looked over at his wife with a sigh. "He's right. The Angel gave us a very amazing gift, but he didn't make everything perfect. We have to find a way to make our choices work."

Andy nodded. "I guess it wouldn't work so well if I were just to show up alive after being dead for two years." He looked at Prue next to him. "We'll figure this out though." Andy turned to Darryl. "Can you think of any logical reason why everyone thought both or even either of us dead and we aren't?"

Darryl shook his head. "Open-casket funerals don't leave much to guess at. It would have to be a very elaborate cover-up and I don't think you can create one. Even if you could, how could you explain this away to your family and friends, about why you never told them?" He looked at Andy and Piper. "On the other hand how are you supposed to get around it? You can't just pretend to be someone else." Darryl raised an eyebrow at Andy as an idea suddenly popped into his head. "Or can you? I mean you looked like someone else at the funeral. Could you do that on a regular basis? I could try to get used to seeing someone else and knowing it's you."

Andy shook his head. "I gave up my powers. I no longer can do that."

"Maybe I can," Piper commented, considering the idea. "I'm still a witch."

"You don't have that power though," Phoebe protested. "And even if you did, that wouldn't help Andy, so we'd still have to come up with a solution for him."

"A spell," Piper suggested. "After all, what good is keeping my magic if I can't use it?"

"Sounds a little too much like . . ." Prue trailed off.

"Personal gain?" Piper suggested with a grin. "Well, I don't have to worry about that anymore, now do I?"

"Nope," Paige agreed. "Neither do I. It's one of the main reasons I decided to keep my powers. Getting to use them without worrying about personal gain sounds like fun!"

Prue looked at her sister, then at Andy by her side, and returned her gaze to Piper. "Sounds like it's worth further thought." She looked back at Andy, wondering if she could get used to seeing him in another body. "I don't suppose there's a way to make it so we could still see you as you are."

Suddenly an idea hit and her eyes lit up. "Hey, Phoebs."

Phoebe turned to look at her. "What?"

"Even though you aren't a witch any more, you can still write spells and you were always the best at writing them. Think you could come up with a spell for this?"

"I guess," Phoebe shrugged. "Exactly what I am I writing a spell to do?"

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