Charmed/VD | prue/bonnie
Title: More Deadly
Fandoms: Charmed/The Vampire Diaries
Pairings: Bonnie/Prue, Cole/Phoebe, Damon/Phoebe, Cole/Damon, Leo/Piper, Damon/Piper, Damon/Kyle
Rating: R
Word Count: 590
Summary: Love is more deadly than hate. Bonnie comes to San Francisco with Damon in tow and the Halliwell family breaks apart.
originally posted here
“I need your help” were the first words Prue ever heard from Bonnie’s lips. Pick a number and join the queue, Prue wanted to say irritably; it was one of those days: Cole was in town, Phoebe was barely home, Leo was annoyingly Zen about everything and Piper was doing her best to hide from all to avoid being a go-between. But Prue wasn’t prepared for what Bonnie said next: “And you are going to need mine.”
Almost a year has passed since that day and Prue can’t really tell how exactly things have managed to get even more complicated than they already had been. Deep down she blames Bonnie even if that doesn’t exactly seem fair. Leo tells her the Elders had suspected an impending vampire threat long before the young witch came to warn them and her help continues to be valuable in their ongoing fight with the allied forces of demons and vampires but she’s not sure it was worth all the mess that has been brought into her family.
A year ago Prue was convinced that Phoebe’s (mostly) happy fling (Prue refused to call it anything else) with Cole was a curse that would eventually tear her family apart, not suspecting that in fact it would be its end to burn their happiness to the ground.
She shouldn’t blame Bonnie, but it was her trail Damon followed, fleeing a town torn to peaces by reckless massacre after too many deaths that hit close to home. And it was on the day Bonnie first brushed an uncertain kiss against her lips that Damon showed up unannounced at the family dinner, throwing calculated, charming smirks into the room, watching who would pick them up.
When guilt first made its appearance in Phoebe’s eyes Prue was almost happy and she gladly paid for the repairs after the vicious fight between Cole and Damon in the living room, hoping this would keep the demon away. But Cole’s revenge was much more profound. The perfunctory tryst in the attic was carefully arranged for Phoebe to see, Prue could tell by Damon’s fake, deliberately transparent innocence and the hurt fury in Cole’s eyes. Two days later Phoebe moved out and while she was still in the frontline of the war she hasn’t set foot in the house ever since.
But in the end it was Piper’s sacrifice that sealed the end. They could do nothing but stare in shocked silence when she took a fireball aimed at Damon. Even he didn’t quite manage to joke about that.
Leo is gone too now. Devastated about his wife’s death and wounded by her betrayal he couldn’t bear the thought of staying. Their new whitelighter, Kyle, is young, determined, and scarily efficient. A valuable asset to their side, but he’s not family. And Prue would bet the Book of Shadows he’s fucking Damon too.
It’s all such a mess.
Bonnie wakes up every night with screams beside her, drenched in sweat, mumbling about two boys crying for a mother they would never have now and the Power of Three reborn. Prue holds her as she’s shaking, feeling truly helpless for the first time in her life and the only thing she can think of is kissing Bonnie with enough force to bruise their lips.
Frantic, desperate fucking to kill thoughts and pretend life isn’t taking the better of them is no solution but it has worked for Damon for 145 years, so Prue thinks it might just do for her too for the time being.
Fandoms: Charmed/The Vampire Diaries
Pairings: Bonnie/Prue, Cole/Phoebe, Damon/Phoebe, Cole/Damon, Leo/Piper, Damon/Piper, Damon/Kyle
Rating: R
Word Count: 590
Summary: Love is more deadly than hate. Bonnie comes to San Francisco with Damon in tow and the Halliwell family breaks apart.
originally posted here
“I need your help” were the first words Prue ever heard from Bonnie’s lips. Pick a number and join the queue, Prue wanted to say irritably; it was one of those days: Cole was in town, Phoebe was barely home, Leo was annoyingly Zen about everything and Piper was doing her best to hide from all to avoid being a go-between. But Prue wasn’t prepared for what Bonnie said next: “And you are going to need mine.”
Almost a year has passed since that day and Prue can’t really tell how exactly things have managed to get even more complicated than they already had been. Deep down she blames Bonnie even if that doesn’t exactly seem fair. Leo tells her the Elders had suspected an impending vampire threat long before the young witch came to warn them and her help continues to be valuable in their ongoing fight with the allied forces of demons and vampires but she’s not sure it was worth all the mess that has been brought into her family.
A year ago Prue was convinced that Phoebe’s (mostly) happy fling (Prue refused to call it anything else) with Cole was a curse that would eventually tear her family apart, not suspecting that in fact it would be its end to burn their happiness to the ground.
She shouldn’t blame Bonnie, but it was her trail Damon followed, fleeing a town torn to peaces by reckless massacre after too many deaths that hit close to home. And it was on the day Bonnie first brushed an uncertain kiss against her lips that Damon showed up unannounced at the family dinner, throwing calculated, charming smirks into the room, watching who would pick them up.
When guilt first made its appearance in Phoebe’s eyes Prue was almost happy and she gladly paid for the repairs after the vicious fight between Cole and Damon in the living room, hoping this would keep the demon away. But Cole’s revenge was much more profound. The perfunctory tryst in the attic was carefully arranged for Phoebe to see, Prue could tell by Damon’s fake, deliberately transparent innocence and the hurt fury in Cole’s eyes. Two days later Phoebe moved out and while she was still in the frontline of the war she hasn’t set foot in the house ever since.
But in the end it was Piper’s sacrifice that sealed the end. They could do nothing but stare in shocked silence when she took a fireball aimed at Damon. Even he didn’t quite manage to joke about that.
Leo is gone too now. Devastated about his wife’s death and wounded by her betrayal he couldn’t bear the thought of staying. Their new whitelighter, Kyle, is young, determined, and scarily efficient. A valuable asset to their side, but he’s not family. And Prue would bet the Book of Shadows he’s fucking Damon too.
It’s all such a mess.
Bonnie wakes up every night with screams beside her, drenched in sweat, mumbling about two boys crying for a mother they would never have now and the Power of Three reborn. Prue holds her as she’s shaking, feeling truly helpless for the first time in her life and the only thing she can think of is kissing Bonnie with enough force to bruise their lips.
Frantic, desperate fucking to kill thoughts and pretend life isn’t taking the better of them is no solution but it has worked for Damon for 145 years, so Prue thinks it might just do for her too for the time being.