Leo stood on the edge of the bridge and looked down, the spell in his hand. The spell to give him back his mortality.
"Leo, don't," a voice said.
He turned. "Prue?"
Blue lights swirled before him and Prue appeared. "Long time, no see."
Leo gave a half-smile. "Yeah, it's been a while. How are you…"
"Long story. I can't explain. Look, Leo, I know what you're thinking but you can't. You can change what happened."
"I let my own daughter die."
"No, you don't," Prue said. "Leo, I can't tell you much, but I promise you that you can change it."
Leo shook his head and opened his mouth to begin the spell. Tears clouded his eyes, dripping onto the paper.
"Dad, please," she said.
Leo looked up. Prue shifted forms and became a teenaged girl. "Prue, what—"
"I glamoured to look like Aunt Prue because I knew you'd listen to her. Or thought you'd listen to her."
"Who are you?" he asked, his heart not daring to hope.
She smiled. "Dad, you know who I am. The Powers let me come see you but only for a minute. I know what you're thinking, but you can change it. All of it."
"How?"
"You can save us all, Daddy—me, Chris, Wyatt…even Mom."
"I don't know what I'm supposed to do."
"Yes you do."
The girl reached a hand out and took the spell from his shaking hand. "I have to go."
Leo reached a hand out. "Lina?"
She nodded. "I love you, Daddy."
Leo smiled through his tears. "I love you, Lina."
Lina grinned and stepped forward, hugging Leo tightly. He ran a hand over her dark brown hair.
She faded out and Leo's arms fell around his own torso.