Chapter 3.3 – Until Morning
John looked at his wife and daughter. "I did promise to help Phoebe write that spell."
"You don't have to convince me, Dad," Paige assured him. "I want to get to know them."
Mary smiled. "I just got a second chance at life. I think I'm willing to call in at work for one day. Besides, if it wasn't for these girls and our Paige, Kernus would still be alive, so I want to help them, too." She looked at the full couch. "Besides, it's Andy we're talking about here, too."
"So in the morning?" Piper repeated. "Let's say 9:30 - 10ish? I can make breakfast."
"You have to come back in time for Piper's breakfast," Phoebe told them. "That--her cooking--was one of the things Prue and I missed most about her not being around."
"So I don't even have to cook?" Mary asked. "Maybe I should die more often."
John shook his finger at her. "Don't even think about it," and everyone laughed. Then he turned to the Halliwells and their friends. "We'll see you then." He looked past Prue at Andy. "Take care, Andy."
"You, too, John," Andy told him with a smile. "See you in the morning."
John, Mary, and Paige headed out of the attic, Prue once more standing and heading after them to get the door.
Cole stood up and looked down at Phoebe. "Do you want me to stay over, again?"
Phoebe considered this. "How about we talk about this downstairs?"
Leo walked around the couch and looked lovingly down at his wife. He extended his hand to her and they headed down the stairs together in sweet silence.
Watching them, Cole smiled back at Phoebe. "Sounds good to me," he agreed as he realized that he and Phoebe now had a chance to be that sort of a couple, too.
Andy watched as Phoebe and Cole left the attic, leaving him alone. He stood and paced around the attic, wondering if perhaps he should go downstairs, too, and meet Prue on her way back up. Another glance around the attic convinced him that it really was pointless to remain up there, so he strode over to the door and walked through it. He stopped on the top step to shut the door behind him, then smiled and walked down the steps. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, Prue's voice stopped him.
"Going somewhere?"
Andy smiled. "And where would I go? I don't exactly have a house or apartment to go to anymore." With a grin he added, "And I'm mortal, again, so I'm not exactly going to be going Up There."
"You're welcome to stay here," Prue assured him.
"I hoped you would say that," Andy told her.
"I'm glad you're back," Prue said with a smile.
And so was he.