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victorsbennett:

victor really wasn’t sure how he ended up in a place called mystic falls. he’d never even heard of it. how can he find anything around here? he’s been wandering around for a good hour, maybe more until he actually finds someone. “excuse me?” he asked. “can you tell me where to get a drink around here? i could really use one.” 

   There’s a brief moment of feeling like the man in front of him was familiar. Hadn’t he seen a picture somewhere once of a man EXACTLY like him? No, it must’ve been one of his mind’s way of telling him to be alert -- or that he needed a drink too. “New here too, I take it?” Andy asks, his attention fully falling upon the man. His mind is making a note to tell Chris of the rising number of new faces to the already small and crammed town.

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pruesastral:

Prue was so c a u g h t up in looking at him, realizing that she was really in touching distance of Andy that nothing else could possibly register right now. How many nights she w i s h e d that this could happen before her life was taken by shax. It all meant something, his death, her death, and the ties that bind that lead them here. Of all places, they both arrive in Mystic Falls? It could not be a coincidence. “I’m h e r e, Andy.” It was so silly but she was feeling everything, as if it were the first time all over again.  Her lips separate, she wanted to s p e a k, to say anything but instead she was interrupted by his lips, which she was more than welcoming of. Prue’s petite hands are out of habit placed where his chest and collar bone meet and every thought, passion, feeling, and then some can be felt in the passion riddled within her lips.

   His heart races in his chest, his fingers not wanting to let go in case if he does she’ll somehow vanish on him. He had wanted so desperately to find her, find her sisters, and when he couldn’t he found himself broken and lost. His sense of direction had lead him to Chris but even then he was unsure if what he was doing would help anything at all. He was only human -- a human who had already died once because he couldn’t help in the fight with the supernatural. Perhaps that had been his plan. To die. If he had, maybe he would’ve been with her. But instead of his suicide mission working he had been forced to live again, and luckily for him it had meant seeing her again. Andy couldn’t believe it. They were both there and they were both alive somehow.

   His hands move and his arms wrap around her tightly. Andy didn’t want to risk it, and it was silly, she had never needed him. He wanted to help but she hadn’t needed his help. Taking a step back so he could breathe, he regretted moving from the kiss for only a second. When he saw her features once more he couldn’t help give a little smile. “I’ve been alive for two years, Prue. I tried... I tried to find you, your sisters, anyone who could help me. I couldn’t even find Leo.” Andy explained breathlessly. “I found your nephew, Chris, he’s Piper and Leo’s son. I... The world’s different from when it was while we were alive.” The first time, the last time.

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whitelightersleo:

Leo stares but he shakes his head. He’s forgotten about the G L A M O UR I N G again. “ You do know me. Just not with this face. “ He tells him as he stands. “ Leo Wyatt. I was always A R O U N D Piper.  “ He brushes his jeans off and looks up at him. “ You might not remember, actually. It was a long time ago. “ 

   His eyes narrow as he tries to process what he had been told. He knew the man? No, he remembered... “Leo?” Andy definitely remembered him, remembered Leo and Piper. They had been that couple who anyone could guess were going to be together. From what Andy had learned other than Piper was dead, was that they  had indeed been together. They had children, they had a life, until it was taken from them. “I remember it like it was yesterday actually but you, you know, your face isn’t your face so excuse me for not believing you.”

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whitelightersleo:

Leo isn’t E X P E C T I N G the demon to disappear in a flame and turn to ashes. He looks over at it and then up at whoever had H E L P E D him and he stares. “ A N D Y ? ” Is he seeing things ? Is Andy really the one that just  K I L L E D a demon ? 

   Andy stopped in his tracks when he heard his name. A quick glance reveals that he doesn’t know the man who had been attacked. “Yeah, who are you?” he asked as he stepped back to the man to help him up finally. “Can’t say I’ve met you before.”

[sotrudeau]

whitelightersleo:

Leo’s not expecting to be blown right off his feet but it H A P P E N S anyway. The demon takes him O F F g u a r d and he can’t help but groan in annoyance. He grumbles as he pushes himself up seeing the demon seems to have disappeared. 

   He has no magical abilities but it doesn’t help that unlike most, Andy was resurrected into original human body. Still he remembers how to handle a gun and some of the modified things Chris and the resistance had given him -- like a knife that he had sent flying into the demon with a swift throw that caused it to go up in flames before disappearing into a small ash pile. Andy steps over the man on the ground so he can retrieve the knife. “Sorry about that. You okay?”

[detnylaharper]

CHARMED MEME: [1/1 relationship] andy trudeau & prue halliwell

but after i died, i felt it even more. everything that i was, everything that i ever had been and ever would be, loved prue halliwell. loves her.

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@pruesastral

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pruesastral:

It was very r a r e that Prue couldn’t find words to say, but right now was one of those moments. She would have given a n y t h i n g to bring him back before and hell she tried, but no matter what she did it was not fruitful. Andy was dead, all for the greater good.. whatever that even meant anymore. Desperately all she wanted to do was to hug him, take c o m f o r t in one of the few faces that could ease her, but who knew how long he had been back and exactly what he was back for. The last thing she needed to do was be selfish. “All that matters is that you a r e back.” It was pointless to try and keep her tears at bay, face now lined with salty pathways from her eyes. Between the two of them, it was as if no time had passed at all, maybe they each had a few more years in age but they way she felt the last time she was in Andy’s presence was s u r r o u n d i n g her. “Trust me, i’m just as shocked as you are. But i’m real, i’m here and so are you.” It may have been her shoulders but his touch sent shivers through her s p i n e, in the way that only Andy could. “Never say never, not with me.” Words were in a whisper considering his proximity, Prue look up and index finger is used to catch his tears. “I feel like I am still dreaming right now.”

    There were so many things he wanted to do, wanted to say. A million thoughts raced through his mind as he took it in that she was there and she was alive. First of all, did the wind suddenly not feel as if he were being hit by bricks and his heart wasn’t weighed down by the sadness he had been carrying for what seemed like so long? She was there in front of him and he could feel that she was real. He wasn’t imagining it. Prue wasn’t a voice in the wind or an echo in the silence that had plagued him and despite having spent so long looking and hurting, it hadn’t hurt as bad as it did when he noticed her eyes. He didn’t want her to cry. Hell he hadn’t wanted to cry himself but he felt his eyes doing it for him anyways. “You’re back.” he whispers with a small laugh that sounded more like a choke instead. She was back. His mind forcing himself to deal with it. Seventy-five million emotions -- a bit dramatic but definitely so -- running through him.    His hands began moving from her shoulders to her neck. The warm was something and it seemed to radiate into him. Life. Her words meant so much to him that he couldn’t speak. Instead his instincts had taken over and Andy did what he thought to do; pull her closer and kiss her lips, a need that he had almost forgotten.

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samuelsource:

Sam isn’t  particularly F O N D of the upper world but  since he’d L I T E R A L L Y just been allowed to come from the underworld to roam around all these human and O T H E R beings, he wanted to see what exactly he had in store for himself. He knew about most things, but as the saying was ignorance is B L I S S and he knew little about the  P E O P LE in this town itself. Sam finds himself catching the eyes of someone. “ What ? “ he asks. 

   “Oh!” he exclaims upon realizing that he had been staring at the figure. His mind had been elsewhere and with each passing moment he had found himself almost fading away from the Earth. “Sorry man, I wasn’t looking at you. I was distracted.”

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pruesastral:

He said her name, and with the simple act of that alone the pit of her stomach dropped. Andy was a l w a y s her person, it was the reason she never could find love with another man because there was no one else, and there never could be. Her palms sweat, heart beat rapidly, and she s w o r e her knees could buckle at any moment. Before his death they had been so c l o s e to getting everything they wanted, he knew who she was and what she stood for and he accepted her, loved her in spite of it. But who she was got the both of them killed and to this day Prue never forgave herself for it.  “It’s me Andy, I am here.” Even if she wanted to speak up, her voice wouldn’t allow it. Seeing him again about knocked any rational thought in her mind, right now all she could concentrate on was Andy. “How are y o u here? What brought you back?” Just then, the reason her voice had been so low was pointless as her voice cracked anyway.

   “Prue,” he repeated as if he couldn’t believe it. She still looked the same if not just a little older than the last time he had seen her but it made his heart beat quicker none the less. Andy’s lungs were on fire and his eyes burned as if they would be next. Belief in good had allowed him to believe that this had happened for a reason even if it killed him each and every day without her. Prue Halliwell was and is the love of his life. Seeing her again, hearing her voice against the wind, was as if he had still been lifeless living in darkness -- but she was his sun and there she was, warming the deepest parts of him that he had ignored in the process of living without her. “I don’t know.” he admitted, his own voice filled with a weakness he hadn’t allowed in years. 

   His feet moved so fast that he nearly gave himself whiplash. Up in an instant he found her face nearing him quickly until he stopped, his hands reaching out to touch her shoulders. Please don’t be a dream, please don’t be a dream. His fingers felt her shoulders and a small gasp left his lips. Andy could feel her there and for a moment he felt guilty for wanting her there with him in the hell that had become Earth. “You’re real.” It was a whisper and he wasn’t sure he had even spoken. Now he couldn’t stop himself -- the tears began pouring as he found himself face to face with the woman he loved. “I thought I’d never see you again.”

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ABOUT ANDY’S RESURRECTION

Andy was brought back to life about two years ago. He returned in his actual body since we’re AUing it up in here. It was probably a “call to arms” spell side affect. He looked for the Halliwells until he came across Chris and learned what had happened to the Halliwell women. I’m gonna headcanon that he keeps his past with Prue to himself since most of the children never knew her and he figured it would be something that would be vvv hard to explain because he loved/s her so much. So for two years he’s been with Chris and the resistance trying to be some kind of fighter for the cause because he believes that’s what Prue and the others would want from him. Being alive without Prue made him vvv sad.

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pruesastral:

A n d y. He was right there, how could she not have noticed it was him until drawing in closer? This was the man she would have given e v e r y t h i n g for, the one that quite literally did give everything for her.  Prue couldn’t even bring herself to speak, she opened her mouth to but no sound came at first. “T h a n k   y o u.” It was said so delicately, she was unable to stop staring at him. 

   Prue, her name echoed in his mind with a longing that made him feel sick inside. He had wanted everything with her. Everything. The man had, had dreams of her and the life they had both wanted. He remembered his promise to her; to always be there watching over her and in death he remembered being the first to welcome her into the afterlife or what he assumed was the afterlife. Being alive again, he wasn’t sure what it was. He just knew that it wasn’t right. Prue was meant to live. When his eyes opened again he went in search for her -- that was how he had come across Chris and learned what had happened to Piper, Phoebe and a sister he never knew about, Paige. The Halliwell women were gone. Yet as he finally looked up to look at the woman he found his breath hitching in his throat at the beautiful sight in front of him. There she was. If he reached out he could touch her (  and he found himself filled with a fear  ).    If he breathed would he knock her down? If the wind blew would she disappear forever? Was she real? He had lost her. After promising he’d always be watching over her, she was dead. After reuniting in death, she was gone again. Lost to him the way time was lost to the world.    “PRUE.” came out of his mouth hesitantly, his brain not willing it to happen yet his mouth moved anyways. “Is it really you?” Andy wondered as it felt as if his lungs would explode from the lack of air inside of them.

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pruesastral:

Prue had been locked away for y e a r s. When she died, she didn’t stay dead the entire time. About three or four years ago she was given the chance to come back by the Angel of Destiny, but the elders wouldn’t have it. They s p e l l e d her into a deep sleep in a cabin in the woods in some town just outside of Mystic Falls. They couldn’t risk her joining Wyatt and dramatically tipping the scales in his favor, no matter the consequences that may follow. But now here she was, bare foot walking through the grass as she had just walked into the town square after making her way into Mystic. “Ex c u s e   m e.” Eldest Halliwell witch spoke up. “Where exactly are we?”

   When he had awoken it was as if no time had passed since the moment he stopped breathing for the last time. That was two years ago. His memory of his death fading and what happened after, in and out, in and out but he remembered h e r. Oh he didn’t know if he could EVER forget. Maybe if he could it wouldn’t hurt so damn much to be alive again. To know that all of the Halliwells he knew were gone broke him but he knew that they’d want him to fight if he could. “Mystic Falls,” he told the voice without looking at it. Everywhere he looked he found little reminders of her. For a little while he wondered if he was forgetting what her voice sounded like but that voice... It sounded like Prue and he didn’t want to look up and find that he had imagined it again. His eyes scanned the paper lazily, his brain not registering words. 

[katerinapetrova]

the world gets so heavy, you don’t understand.

 insp.

[halliwellmagic]

Charmed 01x07: The Fourth Sister.