Chapter 8:
"What's her last name?" Prue asked
"Turner. Jessica Turner."
Prue nearly dropped the phone. Jessica? Jessica Turner? This was her daughter? The one she'd given birth to in her freshman year of college? Here? Now? Prue's head was spinning. Her thoughts were whirring. She couldn't believe that after all these years, fate had somehow twisted its way into this. Her daughter. Her and Cole's daughter. Cole, the half-demon, half-human whom she'd dated in high school and now was hopefully rotting in hell. But she doubted that. Oh, yes, she loved him. But she hated him for abandoning her after all these years.
"Prue? You still there?" Paige asked, concerned
Prue tried to get herself together. "Yeah, Paige, sorry about that. I thought I had another phone call waiting. So her name's Jessica Turner?" she asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible
"Yeah. Well, I have to go, but I'll call you if we're bringing her home." Paige replied
"Okay. Bye. I love you. Take care of yourself." Prue said
"Bye. Love you too." Paige replied, and hung up the phone.
"Bye." Prue's voice trailed off, and she hung up the phone too. Then, she decided it was time to have a little chat with her mother and grandmother. She walked upstairs to the attic and to the Book of Shadows. She took a deep breath, and read the spell that would allow her mother and grandmother to cross over.
A few seconds later, two ghosts in shimmering white appeared.
"Mom. Grams. I think it's time we talked." Prue said
"Prue. How nice of you to call." Her grandmother replied, stepping out of the circle.
"What's this about, sweetheart?" Patty, her mother, asked, getting to the point.
"It's about Jess. They found Jess." Prue said
"What?!" came the simultaneous response
"Yes. My long-lost daughter. And Cole's still out there somewhere, and god I just don't know what to do!" Prue cried frustrated
"Prudence, sweetie, calm down. You are a Warren witch. You are a Charmed One, one of the strongest witches in the world. This daughter you bore when you were just 20 is the most powerful witch in the world. I know it might seem like a lot to take in at once, but be reasonable. You're not in over your head. You have three younger sisters who would love to have a niece. This girl belongs home, with her family. She deserves to know her destiny." Grams said calmly "And as for Cole, well, if that bastard goes anywhere near my granddaughter, I'll cut off his most prized possessions."
Prue stared at Grams. "But, this means that she's half demon too. Is she the most powerful demon in the world?" she asked
"She is the most powerful being in the world. Magical, at least." Grams replied "not even the Elders can touch her."
"They better not." Prue growled, maternal instincts kicking in. She hadn't felt this protective in years. Well, of course she had felt protective over her sisters, but for Christ's sake this was her daughter. She felt more emotion towards her daughter than she had ever felt towards anyone, and she hadn't even met the girl yet.
"Well, Prue, I really don't know what to tell you. Are you going to be taking care of this girl?" Patty asked her eldest daughter
"I think so. If Paige can't find anyone else." Prue replied
"Well, you should go by all means necessary to make sure you do become the one to take care of her. If she gets in the hands of the wrong person, she could become deadly." Patty said
"I know, I know. But Piper, Phoebe, and Paige still don't know she's my daughter. How will I explain it when she comes home and looks exactly like me?" Prue asked
"You could always tell them the truth. I know it's hard, but they are your sisters. They will always forgive you no matter what. And I'm sure they would be delighted to have a niece." Patty replied
"True, true." Prue contemplated
Then, they heard the door open. "Prue? You home?" Piper called
"I have to go. Thanks for your advice. Blessed be." Prue said quickly
"Blessed be, my darling." Patty and Penny replied while stepping into the circle.
"Prue?" Piper called again
"Coming, Piper. I'll be down in a second." Prue called back. She sighed, looking at the place where her grams and mother had just been. "I hope you're right." She muttered to the empty space.