A/N: I don't know why but I've been getting songs stuck in my head and just couldn't help relating them to Brendan and Prue. I've never written song fics before and I'm sorry if it's annoying but this is what's running through my head. Sorry. So the last chapter was Phoebe's premonition and this chapter is the vision set in motion. Sorry, I've just been getting lovey dovey pieces of fluff stuck in my head.

Two weeks had passed since the sisters had saved Brendan from his fierce, brutal brothers. Brendan had been staying with the sisters, training in his powers which had been dormant for years now, and helping to coordinate offensive attacks against the triad and the source. Demonic tribes and clans were being taken out left and right as the sisters showed the other side just how powerful they were. His brothers were trying to create alliances quickly as the charmed ones took out their old ones.

Still, his brothers were strong and had proven so tonight when Kaleb had faced Prue. Equally matched, an end had been nowhere in sight. That is, until Greg and Paul had managed to catch Brendan off guard. They were desperate to turn him quickly in order to gain back some of their ground work with their plans to take out the charmed ones. The sisters had already taken out the source, no easy feat, and they were wreaking havoc on the underworld so much so that demons wanted nothing to do with the brothers. Capturing Brendan had stopped Prue's ability to fight. Though Brendan knew that if Prue could take Kaleb out that none of this would be a problem, he also knew that Prue would never sacrifice an innocent just for the vanquish.

Prue had allowed herself to be tricked by their scam and had received a stab wound to her heart. Her sisters were held at bay by Paul's shielding power, and only then had she been saved by Paige's ability to telekinetically orb things. Piper had scared his brothers off with her explosive power and Paige had healed Prue. Returning to the manor, Prue had stayed up even after her sisters retired to their bedrooms and she was standing in the gazebo in the backyard. Brendan went to her their and neither could say a word or look at the other. They stood their for minutes just wondering what they would have done if something had happened to the other.

And even though the moment passed me by I still can't turn away Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose Got tossed along the way And letters that you never meant to send Get lost or thrown away
Brendan watched Prue turn to go and grasped her upper arm. Looking down at his hand first, Prue then turned her gaze upwards and met his. Tears could be seen in her crystal blue eyes; sorrow and longing could be found in his.

And now we're grown up orphans That never knew their names We don't belong to no one That's a shame But if you could hide beside me Maybe for a while And I won't tell no one your name

They lingered in the moment unsure of what to do or say. Neither had the courage to name what it was they wanted. Somewhere along the line they had stopped allowing themselves to dream. Both had learned long ago that giving into such folly would only mean hurt later when others stole and slaughtered those wants.

Still, Brendan had to believe there was hope for him and for her, and so he took her in his arms and held her there for minutes as they clung to each other. This time alone would be few and far between as they tried to make a life for themselves without the evil that followed them everywhere. Locked in their embrace, both were safe from outside influence and they knew that no one but the other could ever know their true needs and desires.

Scars are souvenirs you never lose The past is never far Did you lose yourself somewhere out there Did you get to be a star And don't it make you sad to know that life Is more than who we are

They fit together as if sculpted and shaped to mold together as one; a piece of art. No one else could understand the hurt that had created them. The loss of loved ones, childhood, innocence, could be seen but not understood by others. Neither could they understand the effects of true evil's influence on this man and this woman. The dreams and hopes that had been killed along the way; the small pieces that became huge chunks in their hearts and souls.

You grew up way too fast And now there's nothing to believe And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell your name

Brendan and Prue had become used to history repeating itself. The deaths of loved ones, sacrifice of dreams, the constant hurt that accompanied their battles. But they understood each other. They knew the deepest darkest places in one another because they were the same and as long as they were together they didn't need to put a name on what or why they were.

Brendan and Prue had become used to history repeating itself, so instead of lingering in the heartache they moved forward. Lips met hesitating a split second before skin to skin contact was made and Prue sighed as Brendan moaned. They could have each other; they could have this if only just for right now.

I think about you all the time But I don't need the same
It's lonely where you are come back down And I won't tell your name

Phoebe looked out her window into the backyard, praying that this wouldn't be the only memory the two lovers would share. She had to hope that they were to have more time together than what she had only seen in her vision two weeks earlier.