A/N: OKAY...so the past was change successfully and the prophecy now includes all four sisters. Stay tuned to see if changing the prophecy changed the sisters' fates. And READ and REVIEW

Prue Halliwell couldn't wait to grow up. All she wanted was to get out of the Manor, get away from her sisters, and start having her own life. The fairy tale was still going strong for her mother and Sam but Prue was far from having her own. At sixteen years old, Prue was starting to think about her future, and in her heart she knew that what she wanted most was to go into photography. Her mother, father, and stepfather had made it clear to her that while college was a must she had three little sisters who also had to attend college and she had to choose a school that was affordable or stay home and go to community college for her associates first.

Grams, however, had a different opinion and it was causing chaos in the Halliwell manor. She wanted Prue to stay home, because and I quote, "it was her responsibility as the eldest to watch over her sisters because they were the Charmed Ones." What watching over did they need? Sam was an ex-angel and Mom is a witch; they were more than capable of watching over their own daughters. Besides which, the girls had all been trained since birth in their powers and their magic. There had been karate class, poetry club for spell writing, history lessons in mythology and lore, tutoring in Latin, etc. Plus, Grams also wanted Prue to give up "the foolish notion of photography" and go into history to be the Charmed Ones personal encyclopedia.

Prue was at her wits end and her sisters weren't helping any. Piper was thirteen and didn't understand why college was such a big deal. She wanted Prue to stay home and do what Grams said, probably because she and Prue were best friends and she didn't want her to go anywhere. Phoebe was eleven and a pain in the but. She kept yelling that she wanted Prue to go so that she wouldn't have to see her ever again, but Prue and Piper knew that she didn't really want Prue to go either and felt abandoned already. At nine years old, Paige was the only one who understood. Going away to college was a normal thing for a teenager, and it wasn't right that her family was making her choose between them and her education. Just because Piper was eager to please everyone and Phoebe thought Prue was selfish for going, Prue couldn't always put herself last like Grams had taught her to do. Prue wanted to have a life, and she knew that if she stayed there would be no chance for her.

Prue packed her bag and waited for Piper to meet her in the car. She was still upset about her breakup with Andy, but in her heart she knew it had been coming. They loved each other, and probably would always love each other, but they wanted different things. She had tried to make him understand that she had no plans of letting Grams derail college for her but Andy knew Grams and had put his faith in her rather than Prue. That had been the final straw for the two high school sweethearts.

Piper got in and Prue made her way to Baker High before pulling into a parking spot and making her way to homeroom. She sat in her normal seat before noticing a new kid walking by her and sitting directly behind her. A chill rolled over her spine as she had a strong sense of deja vu. Turning around, Prue offered her hand and a smile. "I'm Prue," she said.

He smiled and almost immediately her heart melted. "Hi, I'm Dean."

Dean had transferred to Baker High in the middle of the first semester and before he knew it he was involved with the prettiest girl in school. Prue was something special; student body president, captain of the cheer leading team, a member of the karate, gymnastics, and dance team, as well as a foreign language honor society and was hands down winning the valedictorian spot for their class. The girl took all AP classes and everyone knew who she one week of being in San Francisco, Dean and Prue were inseparable. They hung out after school, sometimes dragging Piper and Sam along since they both had strong family responsibilities that involved watching younger , Dean and Prue found time to be alone together. When they weren't hanging out after school, they were sneaking out to meet each other.

Patty was worried about her eldest daughter. She never caught the girl sneaking out but how can you catch someone with the ability to astral project and control both both bodies? Still, Prue was tired in the mornings and was becoming more and more irritated with her sisters. At first she just thought that it was about the fights over her college. She and Victor had talked about it constantly. Patty had agreed that Prue deserved a normal life outside of magic but her mother was becoming a thorn in her side. She knew how stubborn Penny Halliwell could be and she was afraid it was driving her daughter away.

Still, no matter how much her mother was interfering, Patty knew that Prue was going to be limited by their income when choosing her college. Sam made a comfortable living as a college Professor but without a second income from Patty there was no extra money. Victor helped when he could and had just been offered a good job but it would be a while before he saw an increase in his income. Prue would have to stay home and go to state school, and Grams would win this fight.

Patty and Sam tried talking to Prue but it was clear that the girl was changing. Prue had never been one to back down from a fight but she had also never really stood up to her Grams and parents before, usually just abiding by their wishes. This time it was different, and Patty knew why. She just didn't know what they were going to do.

Dean took Prue to the waterfalls at Golden Gate Park. He had brought a blanket and some take out, and the two were just lying down in each others arms looking at the stars. Prue curled into him so that her head was on his chest and put her hand on his heart. "I wish we could just stay here like this forever," Prue said.

"Things still bad at home?"

"You have no idea," Prue said. "It's like my sole purpose in life is to play nanny and I don't even get paid for the job. I'm their eternal slave. You must know what that's like," Prue told him.

"It's a little different," Dean said placing a kiss on her head. "When my Mom died my Dad didn't know what to do with us. I was only four and Sammy wasn't even a year old. We didn't have Grandparents to help him and I've just had to do what I do."

"I guess your right, I just don't understand why it has to be this way."

"It doesn't," Dean said and rolled over so he was half on top of her and looking down into her eyes. "You're so smart and you can go to college anywhere."

"Yeah, but I don't have the money for it," Prue told him.

Dean sat up and reached into his bag and took out a thick packet before handing it to his girlfriend. "I, uh, had Sammy help me look this up for you. It's a list of schools and scholarships. We searched using your GPA and extracurriculars and this is what we came up with."

Prue leafed through the packet and started to squeal and sat up on the blanket. "This is amazing. I mean, I probably wouldn't have found this on my own. This is great," she said and kissed him. "I still have another year before I have to apply, though."

"Unless you graduate early,"Dean told her taking her hand in his. "I mean, you have all of your AP credits and you said it yourself that you were only sticking around because of your sisters."

"I could easily get my letters of recommendation done in the next week," Prue murmured. "And some of these schools deadlines for the scholarships and applications are only a week or two away. If I stay after school I can use the school computers to get this done."

"And if you get the scholarships then you don't have to worry about money," Dean said.

"But what about us," she asked. "You said that your dad moves around a lot. What happens if I leave a year earlier? I won't get to see you," Prue said.

"Unless I go with you," Dean said. "Dad's business means a lot of traveling but me and Sammy don't need to go with him. We could get a place together and Sammy could finish High School in the same place. We've never had that before."

"What about your Dad?"

"He doesn't need us, and it's not exactly like me and Sam have had a normal life since our Mom died. Do you really think she would have wanted this life for us?"

"You would really come with me," Prue asked. "I mean, it would be nice to know someone if I'm practically going to run away."

"I would do it," he said. "If you really wanted me to come with you."

"I do. I really do," she said and kissed him. They fell back onto the blanket and stayed there all night.

"Mother, I need your help," Patty said over the phone. "I need you to come with me to vanquish Zepar."

"Zepar? Is he the one responsible for the recent string of attacks on the couples in Golden Gate Park?"

"Yes," Patty said. "The Book says that he's responsible for making couples fall in love, and then he goes to the woman after taking the face of her beloved, this way she'll trust him. He impregnates them and the pregnancy occurs in a much smaller period of time than a normal pregnancy."

"How long," Penny asked.

"About an hour," she told her. "The birthing is unbearable and makes the mother sterile. I believe that's why he's going after witches."

"Because he eliminates future generations of good at the same time that he makes sure that powerful demons are being born," Penny realized where her daughter was going with it. "Well, we know where it strikes and we know that he's been striking every night this past week. Is there a potion or a spell?"

"A potion made from acacia, bay leaves, dill, elder wood, etc. Ingredients that inspire true love opposed to his fake lust. I'm about to make it and I'll bring it to the park tonight. Will you meet me there at eleven?"

"I'll be there," Grams said. "Make sure you use enough..."

"Mother," Patty said through clenched teeth, "I know how to make the potion!"

Prue put on her coat. The temperature had dropped and San Francisco was chilly. Prue leaned down and kissed him. "Hmm, the only thing better than your kiss was the pie that you brought."

"Do you want more," he asked. When she nodded he got up. "I just have to go to the car to get some. You gonna be alright all alone for a few minutes?"

"Yeah," Prue said getting up and giving him a kiss. "Now hurry!"

Prue paced back and forth, exercising her legs because lying down had given her a cramp. Hearing footsteps she turned to see Dean there. "You're back fast. Where's the pie?"

"Oh, yeah. I'm gonna go get it, but I missed you," he said kissing her.

"I guess pie can wait," Prue told him.

"Which way," Penny asked as she and her daughter ran through the park.

"I don't know," Patty said and the two stopped and turned to look in different directions. "Oh, my God. Prue," she called out and the two older women started running when they saw more people running towards Prue.

Dean dropped the pie and went running before he noticed his father who was holding a riffle and fired a shot of rock salt. Prue realized what must be happening and tried to run when the demon grabbed her around the waist. The rock salt didn't work, and Zepar through John across the park. Patty raised her hand to throw the potion when it broke in her hand and turning to see him, saw Zepar's hand curled into a fist.

Penny opened her mouth and quickly rhymed a spell and was shocked when it didn't work. "You're not getting out of here alive," she told him.

Laughing, he shook his head. "But I have your little witch," Zepar said and Dean couldn't believe what he was hearing. "How do you plan to stop me," he said trying to control a wiggling Prue, when all of a sudden her body disappeared into thin air. "What the..." he started to scream in anguish.

Prue had manifested her astral body near Grams so quickly that no one saw her before she had released control on that projection before she appeared behind him and threw the potion on his back, causing him to erupt in flames.

"What the hell was that," Dean yelled.