Title: Forget Me Not

Rating: T

Disclaimer: "Charmed" characters such as Prue, Piper, and Phoebe are all the property of The WB, Aaron Spelling, Constance M. Burge, etc. No infringement is intended.

Spoilers: None

Pairing(s): Prue/Piper, Prue/Andy, Piper/OC

A.N. 1: This will be a joint story written by myself and rosetylerrox. All of her writing has remained mostly intact. I haven't just deleted it. I've simply…Americanized it a bit.

A.N. 2: Bold italics will be the thoughts of Prue's inner desires, the ID, based on her ID from the episode, "Just Harried." Occasionally, the same font will be Piper's ID as well.

A.N. 3: In this story, Prue is eighteen; Piper is fifteen, nearly sixteen; and Phoebe is thirteen.

A.N. 4: We both realize incest is wrong. It's just an idea.

A.N. 5 (rosetylerrox): We're ignoring the problem Prue had with saying "I love you," because it only complicates the story more and it'll make Piper sad! We don't want that! We want Piper happy! Well, as much as possible…

WARNING: This story contains incest between two sisters. If you don't like that, leave NOW! All you have to is hit the little back button…Although, this isn't gonna JUST be about incest. It's going to have serious plot, try it.

Chapter One

Today you were wearing forget-me-not blue,

I held you and said, "I'll never forget you."

You smiled at me and stroked my hair,

But you were never really there.

I cried today, I whispered and screamed,

How could they have crushed all our dreams?

I can't live without you: I'll never forget,

The day when we said our future was set.

MONDAY, FEBRUARY 27TH, 1989

"Prue?!" Piper yelled up the stairs. "Prue? You'll never believe what happened!" There was no reply. She frowned and began to climb hesitantly up the stairs. What could Prue be doing? She never ignored her.

Getting increasingly annoyed, Piper sped up the stairs and down the hall towards her sister's room. As she got closer, she realized she could hear music – the kind of music you would play during a date. Shaking her head to rid herself of that thought, Piper pushed the door to Prue's room open.

"Prue…"

"Piper!" Piper's eyes widened. Prue was down to her bra but thankfully seemed to have remained mostly clothed. Although, she was in a very interesting position – straddling Andy.

"Oh…" Piper blushed crimson and rushed out. What was going on? She felt strange, like her stomach had fallen out of her butt and her heart was desperately trying to break free from her chest. What was going on?

"Oh! Piper!" Prue scrambled to get off Andy and frantically began searching her room for her shirt. Upon finding it, she had to spend precious seconds turning it the right way around because it seemed to have gotten screwed up during the, ahem, evening's activities. Eventually, she gave up and pulled it over her head the wrong way around.

"Sorry Andy!" The voice was slightly muffled from under the material. Once fully clothed, she spared him an apologetic smile before rushing out. She ran down the corridor to her sister's room and paused outside the door.

"Okay, breathe…I wasn't doing anything wrong. I wasn't doing anything wrong…"

So why does it feel like I was? Prue ignored that little voice, as she always did; she didn't like most of what it said.

"Piper?" She pushed the door open slowly, as if hoping this would delay the conversation she knew was coming. When the door finally opened wide enough to see the bed, she saw Piper sitting with a slightly shocked expression on her face, her hands nervously twisting the sheets.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" Prue walked over and sat next to her little sister, pulling her close.

"You're shirt's the wrong way around," Piper muttered, without losing sight of the patch of carpet in front of her.

Prue smiled slightly, "I know, you caught me a little off guard." Piper didn't return the gesture.

"I just wanted to tell you…I got an A plus on that paper you helped me on; you know the one on ancient architecture? Doesn't seem so important now…" She briefly lifted her eyes off the carpet and glanced at her big sister who smiled again at her.

"Not important? But Piper that's great! I know how much your grades mean to you –Grams and I are really proud of you. You know that?" It was Piper's turn to smile; only hers was slightly less happy.

"You're just glad you managed to get one of us to do well, I know that." She returned to her staring contest with the carpet, with a little more ferocity this time.

Prue looked shocked. How can she think that? Does she think I'm always comparing her to Phoebe? Does she think that I only love her because she's a success on MY part? That isn't true! I love her because…

She quickly held that thought before it all got out of hand. I love her because we're family; she's my sister and my best friend.

You don't love Phoebe like you love her and you know it.

Shut up! Where is this coming from?

Oh, you so know. And it's somewhere you also know Andy will NEVER touch.

No! I love Andy!

Piper looked up from the floor for another second but found herself captivated– it seemed Prue was having another one of her internal debates. She raised her eyebrows, wondering what the subject could possibly be this time.

Prue's little argument with herself continued. This has got to stop. I'm arguing more with myself these days than I am with Phoebe. And that's saying something.

Don't kid yourself, you've always argued with me. It would be better in the long run if you listened to me for once!

No! I shouldn't think these things about my sister!

"Prue? You in there?" Piper knocked on her head jokingly and she snapped back to reality.

"Huh? What?" She looked around herself, feeling disorientated.

"You were having another argument," Piper stated. There was really no need to phrase it as a question: she already knew the answer. Prue managed to look embarrassed for all of two seconds before launching back into the conversation.

"Well, I came in here to talk to you about me and Andy. I think we got a little sidetracked."

"Ya think?" Piper had completely lost her earlier depression; Prue seemed to have that effect on her.

And why do you think that is?

Oh, shut up.

No!

Really! I'm starting to get way too much like Prue…

And are you sad?

Don't even go there.

"Earth to Piper!" Piper looked up at her grinning older sister.

"Hypocrite!" She exclaimed.

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Oh, we are way too old for this."

"Just so long as you admit it."

"I'm not a hypocrite!"

"Are too!" They both started giggling. Soon after Prue was clutching her sides while Piper was desperately trying to remember how to breathe. During this painful attack, Andy wandered in.

"What's so funny?"

"Andy!" Prue couldn't hold on for long enough to form a sentence; she could only manage two syllables before descending into another fit of giggles.

"Hi, Andy! Sorry I crashed the make-out party; maybe you could try it again sometime. Prue doesn't seem to be in a fit state to stand up at the moment, let alone other things." This only seemed to make things worse as Prue cracked up all over again at the mention of the highly embarrassing situation her sister had found her in. All Andy could do was stand there looking bewildered.

"Okay…Prue, I'm going home now. See you at school tomorrow?"

"Sure…Andy…" Prue giggled. She then proceeded to fall off the bed causing Piper's laughter to start up again while Andy had no choice but to shake his head helplessly and slowly back out of the room.

Minutes later, they heard the door shut. "Is he gone?"

Suddenly, neither one of them felt like laughing. Piper's words brought them back to reality and they sat there: Prue on the floor and Piper on the bed. They stared at each other for a long time until Piper reached down her hand to gently touch Prue's face. The older girl leaned into her sister's touch and closed her eyes. Their mouths drew closer together, Piper's eyes flickered closed and their lips brushed – merely a ghost of a kiss.

Suddenly, their eyes snapped open and absolute terror took hold of their hearts. "Oh, no!" Prue jumped up off the floor and stood, her hands shaking and her eyes clouded in shock and fear. "Piper! I'm so sorry…I shouldn't have done that! Oh, no…"

Prue ran out of her sister's room, slamming the door behind her. Piper leaned back on her bed, staring at the ceiling. What had just happened? What did it mean?

I don't know, but I don't think I'll be finding out anytime soon.

I told you!

Oh, be quiet.

TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 28TH, 1989

Piper made her way down the stairs slowly – she was absolutely terrified. Would everything be different now? Would Grams notice? Oh God…

What's Prue going to do? Is she going to ignore me now? Is she going to act like nothing happened? Will she blame me? Oh, I don't want to think about this…

Piper shook her head as if to clear it, brushed her hair off her face and stood up straight. This would not defeat her: she would be strong and one day she would understand all of this. Piper walked into the kitchen and sat down, twisting her hair around her fingers nervously.

"Morning, Piper," Phoebe strolled in looking tired but happy – Piper got the feeling that something happened last night that she didn't know about.

"So what did you do this time?" She rolled her eyes at her little sister, knowing that it couldn't have been anything remotely legal.

"Wouldn't you like to know!" Phoebe took great pride in her lack of responsibility – it got annoying sometimes.

Oh God. I'm starting to sound like Prue again.

And yet you STILL don't sound very sad about it.

When will you shut up?

When you stop trying to make me.

"Did you actually bother with that study date with Marianne? Or did you go to that party at Rick's?" Phoebe looked rather shocked at Piper's awareness. "Oh wait, don't tell me. I already know." Piper gazed heaven-ward and mocked praying for her sister's redemption. Phoebe went quickly from shock to amusement.

"Fine, you know…just don't tell Prue."

"Tell me what?" Piper couldn't hide her smile as her big sister leaned on the doorway to the kitchen, raising her eyebrows at Phoebe – she knew her as well as Piper did. Her eyes glanced towards her other sister, hoping for a clue as to what Phoebe has done this time, and found her smiling in amusement. Piper looked back at her and they shared a look – they always did this when they knew Phoebe had done something wrong but this time it was different. Neither girl could look away.

The youngest sister looked from one girl to the other in confusion. She was used to being ganged up on but this seemed different from all the others.

Suddenly, the phone rang and the two girls snapped back to reality. "I'll get it!" Phoebe tried to run out but found her way blocked by Prue who hadn't moved from her position in the doorway.

"Oh no, Phoebe. You can stay here and keep Piper company while I go find out another reason to ground you," she walked away and picked up the phone in the landing.

"This is not good," Phoebe looked worriedly at her sister, glancing from her to the door as if expecting Prue to come back any minute and tear her to pieces. "This is very not good, as in I don't think I'll see the sun for the next millennia." Piper just grinned at her and the eldest sister's angry footfalls could be heard coming towards them shortly after. Piper put on a mock-frightened look before bursting out into giggles.

"That was Marianne's mom, wondering why her daughter has collapsed on the couch and why her breath reeks of alcohol. Why do I get the feeling you had something to do with this?"

"Err…you see, Marianne finds Algebra very difficult. She tends to understand it better with a little bit of wine?" Phoebe looked hopefully up at her big sister, even though she knew this was a fight that she'd already lost.

"A little bit of wine doesn't usually leave people passed out on the couch. I think you went to that party at Rick's last night, didn't you?"

"How does everyone know about that party?" Phoebe muttered, exasperated.

"Don't change the subject, besides, it's not exactly a gathering of friends. I think all the schools in California heard – including the kindergarteners! You're grounded."

"What?! That's so not fair!"

"Oh, it is and you know it. You're only allowed out of the house for school, end of story. Piper, I need to talk to you." Prue's crystal blue gaze switched from Phoebe to Piper in a millisecond. She gestured towards the living room and left with an accusing glance towards her youngest sister. Piper followed her dejectedly; she wasn't sure whether it was about what Phoebe had done last night, or what they had done.

"We really need to talk about what happened last night, Piper. I need to know how you feel about it."

Please say you don't hate me! I couldn't stand it…

"Prue…"

What do I say?

How you feel, that's what she wants.

What if she doesn't feel the same way?

She does, you know that.

Piper stared at her sister, Prue's eyes had lost the certainty they usually had: they were clouded again with guilt and fear, fear that Piper wouldn't forgive her or wouldn't feel the same way or would think that she was disgusting for feeling more than sisterly feelings towards her.

"Prue, I won't lie to you, you mean too much to me. I don't regret it."

"Does that mean…?" Prue's eyes widened in surprise.

Is she saying what I think she is? Oh, I hope so…

"I don't know what it means, I'm so confused but I think I'm in love with you, Prue." There. She had said it. Piper let out a sigh of relief and bowed her head against what she knew would happen next.

Oh god, she's going to hate me forever, I shouldn't have said that…

No, you should have. You did the right thing.

Piper's eyes opened in surprise when she felt the gentle touch of her sister's hand on her face, she glanced up quickly, afraid of what she would see. Prue wasn't having that, though. She took Piper's chin in her hand and raised her sister's head up until she had no choice but to look at her.

"Piper, I don't know what this is, I don't know why it happened, but I think I love you too," Piper's eyes widened and her mouth formed an almost comical 'Oh' and Prue couldn't help smiling. She stroked her sister's hair off her face absent-mindedly, thinking.

"Sweetie, I think this is going to have to be our little secret. Nobody can know – they wouldn't understand."

"So what do we do?"

"We act as though everything's normal. I'll keep going out with Andy and you keep up your grades and find a boyfriend when you're ready."

"I don't want a boyfriend, Prue."

"I know, I don't either but we have to do this." Their eyes met in silent agreement, both knowing that they had no other choice.