A/N: This is set in season three, after 'All Hell Breaks Loose'. I would like to thank the guest AlyssaM Fan who gave me the idea to do a letter from Prue to Phoebe. Please review. Enjoy!

To Phoebe,

I'm starting off this letter to you by saying that none of this is your fault. None of it at all. I may be dead but that doesn't mean I still can't tell what you're feeling.

I know you're upset, I'm glad you are actually. If you weren't I'd be really annoyed. But what you also feel is guilty and that's exactly what you shouldn't be feeling.

I know that when we were younger, we didn't always see eye to eye but that doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that you have to move on, I'm not saying forget about me, don't ever forget about me. But what you have to do is accept that I'm dead, get on with your life, I know this might sound harsh, but I'm never coming back.

You don't have to be strong for Piper either and she doesn't have to be strong for you. You're together and safe and that's all that matters. I'm with mom now, I'm finally getting to know her and when it's your time, you can too.

I miss you Phoebe but at least I can watch over you, guide you. And don't give up with Cole, he has potential. He may be a demon and I may not trust him but you love him and he loves you back.

Another thing Pheebs, never give up on magic and don't let Piper give up either. You may not be the Charmed Ones at the moment but as Grams always says: "Your destiny still awaits you".

You always loved magic more than Piper and I and now you may hate it. But don't. Magic brought us two closer than any councillor could have and I am so glad that it did. These past three years, I've felt that I actually know you. You have always been my sister but we never talked, we never confided in each other. Now you are one of my best friends and I'm sorry that we couldn't have been for longer.

I always used to envy you when we were teenagers, you never gave up and nothing ever stopped you from being you. I used to be popular but I never liked it Phoebe, never. I wasn't being me but you, you always were yourself and I envied you for that.

You are beautiful Phoebe; you have a kind heart and a strong one too. You're never afraid to risk your life for others but sometimes you have to be afraid. Don't pretend you're not scared because you think it makes you tougher, it doesn't. It makes you careless, like I was. And now, I'm dead and I can't protect you anymore. You are my baby sister, Phoebe, I am never going to leave you, I promise. I will always be there, even when you can't see me.

Magic may have killed me Phoebe but magic also made me. Without magic, I never would have got to know you; I never would have been myself. I would have stayed that bossy, overreacting cow that you always used to remind me I was.

Phoebe, all I really wanted to say is, I love you. And I always will, no matter what. Just be careful.

Lots of love,

Your sister, Prue xx

A/N: Was this letter okay? I don't know if I wrote it that well. Please review with your comments and any other ideas for letters. Thanks!