Summary- This is some thing I thought might be cool in an honor to the New Year. It's sort of like a bunch of compiled (but not randomly compiled) one-shots, one chapter/letter per sister. I'm not expecting it to go any where but some reviews would be nice. ) Thanks and Happy New Year to all!

Disclaimer- I don't eat--err-- own, Charmed. Or eat it. Unless...you know...I feel like it.

Month/Date/Year/Time of day- January/1'st/2002/8:23am

Takes place- The first New Years after Prue died. This is basically just a bunch of letters to her from the sisters, and yes I decided to do Paige. Hope you enjoy!

Title- My Sisters

Piper sighed and put her hand on the knob of the door. "Ready Pheebs?"

"Yep." she replied, clutching her envelope and Piper's in her hands.

"Ok." the oldest replied, at the same time Paige bolted out of her room, envelope in hand.

"WAIT!" she hollared, paniced. Piper looked back, shocked. Phoebe was just curious. "Here." she said, handing Piper the letter. "I...wrote one for her too."

"Oh. Well, alright. I'll take it. You wanna come?"

"S-sure." Paige grinned a crooked smile. Piper smiled back and opened the door.

"Hey Prue." Piper said simply as she put all the letters down on the grave stone. "Happy New Year." It was quiet for a minute, and the wind began to blow lightly. After a minute, Paige looked down at the gravestone. The three letters they'd set there were replaced by one simple letter.

"Hey, look!" she said, reaching down to pick it up. "The other two were here a minute ago..." she flipped it over. No address. "Hm?"

Slowly she began to open it. Inside was a letter from Prue. Paige's jaw dropped. "It's...from Prue." she squeaked, eyes shifting over the carefully printed letter.

To Paige, it said this;

Dear Paige;

Welcome to the family. I'm glad you've come to be a sister to my family. They're the best friends you'll ever have, trust me. And I know exactly how you feel about your -new- family. Don't worry. I felt the same way.

Personally, I think you've done a pretty good job of being a witch and a sister. You've done some pretty amazing things, don't worry about comparing to the likes of Prue. I'm not as amazing and they think I am, trust me. Doing some amazing things doesn't make you an amazing person any more than doing bad things makes you a bad person.

I understand your guilt, Paige. I felt guilty being the oldest at first; I knew I didn't deserve it. But it was my position, I was there for a reason, just like you are.

Maybe we have more in common than you think; even the oldest here has to say she admires you. I envy you, just because you're you. Not because you're alive, just because of how brave you are.

I know exactly how you feel when you say this. I felt the same way when mom died. But I had to realize that a relationship with mom wouldn't have been a relationship with me. I wanted that relationship with them. But still I misunderstood. And yes, there were times at night when I'd close my eyes and ask how I could live by being the bastard I was. I hated myself. But then I got over it. There are more important things in life.

I want you to know that I am glad you wrote to me. It's nice to get to talk to the new member of our family. And I can hardly wait to meet you.

I also need to inform you that no one else will see what I've written to you unless you want them to. This talk is completely confidential.

Pruedence Victoria Halliwell, aka "Prue".

To Phoebe, it said;

Dear Phoebe;

Happy New Years right back! I hope you get to turn over that new leaf you've been wanting to turn since you were five. But I think we're out of leaves by now. Try a rock this year.

Oh my God...Phoebe...and you waited until the after life to tell me this? I'm sorry...I really am... from up here I can feel your soul. And all the shit that I've caused alone...I'm sorry. I'm sorry for every thing. I should've been a better person... but I'm glad that you understood that I love you.And that I wanted to help. The things I'd kill for right now...

I've forgiven you Phoebe. And I've never believed that you're a screw up. Maybe a little screwed up, but hell we're all screwed. Especially from where you're standing. Life sucks, doesn't it?

Can't wait to see you again either sis. I want the relationship with you the way you want it with me. And trust me, we'll have the time. I'm in Heaven now, watching over you forever.
Much love;

Prue.

To Piper, it just said;

I'm not as great as you think I am. It's a hard truth, but I'm not. It's just as simple as that.

Still, I love to hear from you. I miss you so much. Guiltily, I think I've always favored you Piper. I miss you the most of all of our family. Of course, most of our family is up here... but still Piper, I miss the closeness we always had. I really do miss rocking you to sleep at night and being there to comfort you in your sorrows. But don't be too hesitant to let Paige in. She'll make a great friend, I promise.

Don't look back too far at the past, Piper. Please? I will come to visit you in your sleep when ever I possibly can. I love you...and I can barely stand this apartness that we seem to have now that we're not together on earth or in Heaven. I wish I could still be there for you. More than any thing you know.

Happy New Year, by the way. And no, I'm fine with Paige being a member of our family. I know you guys would never let me be replaced.

We should make plans for when you guys get up here. You know, get a party and dinner plan started! I mean, we should have plenty of time. Oh great, now I'm all excited! Haha. See you soon!

Prue.

With love to all of my sisters.

Paige smiled sheepishly. "Piper...?" she muttered stand-offishly. "Do you hate me too much?"

"No. I don't hate you." she laughed, looking up at her. "I just miss her." Paige stood off, looking uncomfortable at the tears in Piper's eyes. "Come here."

"Piper..."

"COME-HERE!" she demanded playfully, tackle-hugging Paige. Phoebe smiled dumbly and ran her hand along the gravestone.

"So I guess we'll never no."

In a sudden silence, wind began to wash over them. The wind carried with it a voice. Maybe an inner voice...maybe an outer voice. But whatever it was, they all knew it was from Prue.

I love you all, Happy New Year...my sisters.

A/N: Happy New Years every body!