Pain, Tears & Lies

After 3 years, 10 Months and 7 Days… 49 Chapters… 229 Reviews and a staggering 176078 Words! It's time to bid farewell to this long running fan fiction which started out as one of the most popular ones around. It started with the basic idea: Cole, Andy and Leo all have a secret which they've hidden from their partners; Phoebe, Prue & Piper. What started out as a simple idea, quickly developed into a full grown blockbuster of twists, intertwines complications and extensive storylines and arches. This grew into a personal favourite of mine, one that I am so happy I started all the way back on August 8th 2005!

Over these past, almost 4 years, I've had tremendous support from so many of you. I would never have gotten this far if it weren't for all of those who reviewed my story and got me to a double Milestone of 200 reviews! Your support and guidance helped me improve this story which had impromptu storylines and ideas added in with your thoughts and ideas.

One person however who I must send my sincere gratitude to is DutchyGirl who had followed me from the very first chapter 3 years ago. You mean the world to me and I thank you from the bottom of my heart! You've stuck by my story through everything and always gave me long detailed helpful reviews. So thank you. I hope to hear from you in my other fan fictions as I'll miss your kind words.

The story title has lived up to its name. There have been lies, there has been pain and certainly a lot of tears. The same has happened in my life since the start of this story and I've grown as a person. I still look back at when I started this and how simple and easy my life once was. I was still in school, my dog and grandfather were still alive. My mum wasn't ill. I hadn't been heartbroken by love and Charmed was still on!

However, the time has finally come. I've put off publishing this chapter for I know that once I do it would be official – the story would be over. But all good things must come to an end. So for one final time:

Sit back and enjoy the LAST EVER CHAPTER which is given the title to mirror the first chapter almost thus bringing the series full circle. This 50th chapter will see loved ones return, loose ends tied up and they'll be one last shock in store! The time has come… Enjoy!

Chapter 50
The long and winding road concludes!

She sat, frozen; starring at the photo they all took three years ago. Before this nightmare began. They looked so happy. At peace. All innocent. Now it had all shattered with two pulls of the gun. She found herself gripping the photo frame and eased them, gently settling it into a standing position in front of her on the table. A tear dropped freely onto the oak hardwood and cold table. She didn't try and stop them. She had no energy. These past two weeks were stressful and agonising to say the least. As the eldest, she had to stay strong or else lose everything. It grew difficult by the day and so when she ever had time alone she was break down into fits of anguished rage. She hated Paige who had destroyed her life and the lives of her now youngest sister and brother in law.

The picture continued to stare back at her. Her bottom lip quivered, she frowned. Helplessly she sunk into her chair crumpling her black silk dress. More tears came and fell onto the table and now her dress. Her hair was tied into a bun and she wore a locket which has herself and two sisters when they were younger. She had put it away to a safe place so that it never got damaged. But now she needed it and vowed to wear it always. The golden locket dangled lifelessly, like her soul. She felt dead and drained of everything. These tears surprised her. She didn't think she would cry, not after staying strong for almost the entire of yesterday.

Her raking sobs begun to settle in and she couldn't even hold them back. She yelled at herself for crying but she just couldn't help it. Her sister was dead which was after her brother in law. A man she respected and trusted. Over the past 3 years more of her loved ones had died. Darryl, the police officer and her best friend. Cheryl, someone she game to admire and trust. Then there was of course Kurt. Someone she grew to fall in love with. Someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. All deaths were caused by the SAS, the secret organisation sent to capture Leo for a crime he never committed. A crime made by her evil heartless father. He had found out Leo's self harming secret and used that in the hospital he worked at and blamed the cutting of patients on Leo. This framing act set them all on a downward spiral which never stopped. But now it came to a sickening Holt.

The biggest loss was her youngest sister, Phoebe. She remembered memories with her. Helping her with homework. How Phoebe always came to her when upset or needed advice. Then Phoebe became a rebel and despite pushing her family away, she always kept a soft spot for her eldest sister. She cried harder looking at the picture frame and in a fit of rage swipes her hand across the table forcefully hurtling the frame across the kitchen. With a loud crash, it smashes into the centre island. Glass shards scatter everywhere like her life. Shattered. As she tried to compose herself, she found herself on the kitchen floor. It was cold against her skin.

"You look a state" came a voice. Stunned, she stands herself up and turns around. Her eyes widen with horror as she stares at her closest friend, Darryl. He wears a white jacket with white trousers. Her tears abruptly stop in her shock.

"She's allowed to cry" came another voice. Prue, turning to the backdoor, had to steady herself. Before her stood none other then Cheryl with a white blouse and white skirt. Cheryl emotionally smiles at Prue. There's then a squeak behind her of someone's shoe against the kitchen floor. Turning, she gasps and her tears return to her. She falls to the floor, using the table leg to slide down.

"Kurt?" she whispered in amazement.

"It's me… Us"

Cheryl and Darryl walk over to Kurt who wears a white tux and trousers. He smiles at Prue. She cries harder.

"How?" she asks.

"We're here to help you move on" replied Cheryl.

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

"Daddy, where's mummy?" she asked tenderly. His heart panged all the more and the thought that she would never see her mummy tore at his heart. Tears stung in his eyes but he held them back with great effort. With a weak smile he placed his hands gently on his daughter's arms. Penny smiled not truly understanding what was going on around her. Cole, distraught, looked into her angelic blue eyes. She was so young, so full of life. A life she would never share with her mother anymore. A tear escaped him and ran down his cheek, helplessly hitting the soft carpet beneath. He had no energy to wipe it away despite the weird feeling it left him in.

"Penny…" he choked up even more. How could he tell his own daughter that her mother is dead? How could he possibly break it to her? How could he tell her, even nicely enough to cushion the blow, that she'd never have her mother there with her? To comb her hair. Help her through periods, boy troubles, make-up and other stuff only a young female can speak to her mother about. It hurt his heart to much too even imagine a life without her. Not to be able to feel her, to smell her. Desperately anguished, he held onto his daughter. She had tears in her eyes. She knew. Slowly she slid her arms down and held onto her fathers cold hands. She managed a smile. He held onto his daughters hands as much as he could. He could see Phoebe in her. It made him smile but cry all the more inside.

"I know…" she whispered. Cole, taken aback by this, only nodded, the tears now running freely. "I know I'm only young. But I know where mummy is… She's in heaven with the angels" Cole barked a cry but stifled it back quickly. Edging closer to him, she kissed his cheek and gave him a big hug. Cole smiled and hugged his daughter equally as much, but not so much as to hurt her.

"You're such a grown up sweety. I love you"

"Mummy brought me up to be like this. I want to stay that way" she whispered, herself getting upset. Cole squeezed her tighter when he heard a noise come from in front. Looking up he saw Kahlan, his babysitter. She had long brunette hair and green eyes. She smiled through her depression and had clearly been crying. She wore a long black dress which touched her ankles and black boots. She had her hands clasped in front of her and stood as she gave father and daughter their moment.

"Kahlan's here now sweety" Cole whispered as he tried to gather himself. Penny, releasing the hug, tears running down her cheeks, didn't turn around. She simply nodded and gave her father one final, long kiss on the forehead, before embracing once again. "You be a good girl now you hear?"

"I will. Mummy is watching so I must be on my best behaviour". Penny smiled whilst Cole started to cry all the more but as silent as he could. Kahlan's face softened with anguish and tears filled her eyes. As Cole stood up, Penny went towards the door and waited. Kahlan rested a sympathetic hand on Cole's shoulder and smiled.

"You sure about this?" she asked gently gesturing towards Penny. Cole, tears consuming his next words, nodded.

"Yes. I can't have her at the funeral. It'll be too much for her to handle. Just show her the photo album and the home movies as much as possible. Celebrate her mother's life with her, please Kahlan" Kahlan, now crying in turn, gave Cole a hug.

"Of course. They're all in the car" after a brief pause Kahlan said the next part in a pained whisper. "She's safe now. She's at peace. She's watching down on you. She'll never leave you" and with that she turned on her heels and went to Penny who bravely attempted to hold back her tears. Cole, taking one last look at his daughter, smiled at her bravery and maturity. At only the tender age of 2 going on 3, she had grown up fast. Her vocabulary was so vast it amazed him. She smiled back and Kahlan opened the condo door before closing it behind them. At that moment, he could hear Penny crying almost immediately. He wanted to comfort her but knew he shouldn't. It then hit him that she was being strong for him and now gone, she could cry.

Turning around and walking across the condo, he made his way into the bedroom where the double bed hasn't been slept in since the incident which saw his wife get murdered. Taking a deep breath he walks to Phoebe's side of the bed and kneels down. It was then when he allowed himself to burst into uncontrolled tears. Heaving, coughing and wails escaped him. His tears came with such speed and strength they hit the bed, soaking the white sheets. Grabbing her pillow, he pressed it against his face and took a long deep smell. He could still smell her, even after this long. He cried harder. The pain in his heart was unbearable. Squeezing the pillow forcefully, his muffled crying suddenly drowned out. Getting up and crossing over to his side of the bed he opened the white chest of draws and pulled out a small bag of white powder. Turning, he made his way into the living room and approached the glass coffee table littered with news papers and magazine. With no energy to calmly remove them he swooped his arms across the table sending all the papers flying. With it came a furious scream. Kneeling down and emptying the bag, he begun to line up the white powder into 6 long thin lines.

"Stop that" came a voice spoken strong but with remorse. Cole, stunned, looks up and turns to face Aaron. Cole doesn't look impressed.

"There was me thinking all that alcohol held no effect. Come join me" grinned Cole turning back to the cocaine.

"You're not drunk Cole. You're very much sober. I've always told you get the more expensive stuff" smiled Aaron. Ignoring him and about to snort the first line he heard an all too familiar voice which sent shivers up his body giving him cold Goosebumps.

"What would Phoebe think?" she asked. Looking up, Cole faced his mother dressed in a white top and skirt. Next to her stood Michael, Cole's brother who wore a white shirt and trousers, the same as Aaron.

"Hey bro" he smiled. Fresh tears consumed Cole as both mother, brother and best friend looked down at him.

"We're here to help you. But you must get rid of all that first" said his mother softly…

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

Her tears wouldn't leave her. She hated that they were there and wished them gone. She wanted her tears to go along with the agony inside of her. Not only had she lost her husband but she also, the same day, lost her younger sister. Standing still in the empty bedroom, pale and thin after refusing to go outside or ear, a sight she herself hated to see, she held firmly onto her sister's favourite brown flowered blouse. Piper wore a blue baggy top with black trousers and she stiffed desperately at the top. She couldn't smell her anymore. Screaming into the top with anger, she heard a shatter of glass come from down stairs but couldn't bring herself to inspect it. Collapsing to the ground she cried in anguished screams and chokes. "Come back to me, please come back!" she screamed. She turned to her side to find the photo of herself and Leo on a boat, the same blue top she's wearing, smiling happily with the sun behind them. It was their honeymoon.

Her face scrunched up even more and she cried with more intensity. She tried to sniff at the top but couldn't smell her sister anymore. Clutching onto her husbands top, she could smell him but having been on her, the smell was fading and being replaced with her own. She had gripped tightly on her sister's top and her husbands cloths and refused to have them removed. So she sat in what was her younger sister's bedroom before she moved out to live with Cole. Looking to the heavens and holding onto the top tighter she cried out. "Bring them back! Please bring them back!"

"I remember this with great regret" came an elderly but gentle voice. Kahlan knew right away whose it belonged to. Looking up, she starred at her future self. She only leered at her and returned to sniffing desperately at her sister's top. Grabbing the photo, she slowly begun rocking back and forth uttering inaudible words of comfort and pray. "I had warned you to prepare for this"

"How can anyone prepare for this?!" screamed Piper, fury replacing her distraught albeit for a few seconds. Future Piper didn't falter but softened her face with emotional depression. Closing her eyes for a brief moment, Piper heard noise come behind her. Turning around, he stifled back a gasp with the arrival of Jeremy and Dan. Two of her exes before she met the love of her life, Leo.

"We're so sorry, Piper" said Dan.

"You're not real. None of you are! Ghosts don't exist!"

"Technically speaking. No, we're not. We are in your head and you created us through your turmoil" said future Piper softly. Piper stood herself up but didn't release the top or photo. The blue top hung lifelessly in the humid breeze.

"I would not want to see two exes or my future self. I want to see Leo! I want to see Phoebe!!" she shouted distraught growing. "I need to see them again!"

"You can't" said Jeremy. Piper spun around and threw her sisters top at him followed by the photo frame.

"Shut up!" she bellowed, spit and tears sent flying. The photo and top went through Jeremy who didn't move and collided with the cold hard floorboards. The glass shattered and the frame split and snapped from hitting the wall and then the ground. The top landed lifelessly. Piper gasped, shocked. "No!" she cried and ran over to the heap. Reaching for the top, she shrieked with pain and snapped her hands back. She was bleeding from her index finger and thumb. Small trickles of blood flowed down her finger and down her arm which she solemnly watched. The sight proving most disturbing.

"We're here to help you through this" said Dan. Piper looked up at them and nodded.

"No one can help me. The pain is too deep!" she then brought her knees up and cried into them heavily. "They're gone. They're gone!"

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

She stood in the cold but light breeze which blew in small groups, only breaking for a few seconds. Her dark hair blew aimlessly in the air above her and she made no attempt to move her hair once it got in her eyes. Only on occasion would she remove strand hairs after becoming stuck to her tears. Her chest rose and lowered in agony. The tears come out in hoarse groans. Her tears, tears she always felt had left her, didn't stop. The pain in her heart was making it difficult to hold herself up. Her knees were weak and she had no more energy anymore. But she knew she had to stay strong. She was next. Taking a deep shaking breath, she approached the front with sympathetic arms touching her shoulder or holding her cold hands for brief amount of times. She couldn't see very well because of the tears which consumed her sight.

"Phoebe was…" unable to hold herself up, the last of her energy used to speak, her knees went. About to fall, she felt strong hands grip her armpits preventing her from hitting the ground mere inches from the coffin. Gasping, she smiled at who was holding her up. "You came" she cried. She smiled back, nodding.

"Barely. But I had a few friends help me" she whispered, tearful. Prue, nodding, helped Piper pick her up.

"Me too. Where's Cole?" Piper was unable to answer. Just then everyone could hear pebbles being stepped on. Turning, they found Cole slowly approach them all with his hands behind his back crying. He smiled at Prue and Piper, now both linking arms. Cole, ready to stand at the foot of his wife's coffin, was coaxed over by the two sisters. Starting to cry, Cole walked past all the mourning guests and joined Prue and Piper. Standing beside Piper, she held her arm around him. Piper, Prue and Cole shared a brief hug of comfort along with tears before turning back to the front.

"Phoebe was an amazing woman who cared for everyone. She always put others needs in front of herself" started Prue, tears taking over. Piper decided to continue.

"Phoebe was one of the funniest people I know. She loved cracking jokes whenever possible. Or doing practical jokes. Like for instance at the manor when we were children. She placed a whoopee cushion on a chair where our Grams sat on and of course- the noise occurred" everyone laughed at the moment. Prue and Cole laughed for the first time in what felt like forever. Across the funeral site stood a group of people, all dressed in white.

"That was pretty funny" she laughed.

"You didn't say that once I took your television away from your room" replied Grams with raised eyebrows. Phoebe looked at her and stuck out her tongue. Patty, standing beside her daughter the opposite side to her mother smiled at the pair but solemnly turned back to the funeral.

"If only we could console them some how" sighed Patty. Phoebe, tears in her eyes nodding, couldn't say anything. Cheryl, Kurt, Darryl, Dan, Jeremy, Michael, Aaron and Gabrielle all approached the scene closer.

"We did our best" said Cheryl as the ceremony continued with Cole, Piper and Prue detailing fond memories of Phoebe. Next to them all was the other grave for Leo not yet spoken of yet.

"Thank you guys. I wish I could have gone to them myself" said Phoebe depressed.

"Me too" came a voice from the back. Through the heap of people came Leo upset as he watched Piper give her speech on Leo. The mourners fanned out so that the coffins were between them all. Piper crouched down and placed the photo of herself and him on the boat on his coffin. Prue made her way to Phoebe's coffin and placed a photo of herself, Phoebe and Piper at Golden Heights happily smiling. She, like Piper, kissed the photos. Leo and Phoebe smiled. They made their way to the front of everyone. Cheryl joined Kurt and Darryl for support. Dan and Jeremy joined Aaron who watched on emotionally. Michael held onto his mother whilst Penny and Patty held onto each others hands.

"Was it a good idea to tell them we were only figments of their imaginations?" asked Kurt looking around everyone. They all, but Patty, Penny, Phoebe and Leo, briefly looked to him and then back to the funeral site to where Piper kisses Phoebe's coffin just as Cole places a white flower onto her coffin. Phoebe breaths back her distraught. Tears fill her eyes but Leo grips her hand tight.

"Yes. If they knew that we were real then they would find someway to channel us. To see us again" replied Cheryl with regret in her voice, clearly wanting to spend longer with the three.

"They could never truly move on" confirmed Darryl, him too sharing in the depression.

"They're going to be alright, won't they?" asked Phoebe now crying. She couldn't stop herself. Everyone at the funeral site started to walk away. Many heavily crying. Elise Rotham, Phoebe's former boss, held onto Prue and Piper's hands who stood stiff in-between the two coffins. They smiled at her and she walked off. Phoebe and Leo made their way closer to the three. The other ghosts were now gone into the afterlife to spend eternity in peace. A breeze picked up. Leo and Phoebe were now a short distance from them all.

"Yes. They're all strong. Especially my Piper" cried Leo. Piper fell to her knees and allowed her anguish to take over once more. The coffins begun to lower into the ground. Prue followed with her sister and both cried with great intensity. Cole just stood there, stiff, unmoving. He was under a whirlwind of emotion he didn't know how to feel but the numb feeling he grew to know.

"I don't want to leave them. I'm not ready" cried Phoebe, turning to Leo for his support. He gave her a pained look which told her they had to.

"The light has arrived" said Leo distantly looking into the distance. Phoebe followed his stare and shook her head. Gripping onto Leo's hand.

"Oh god… This is really it"

"It really is…"

"Come…" said Patty softly by the light. She held her hand out. Phoebe and Leo turned back to Prue, Piper and Cole who had now begun crying. The sun was now brighter then it had been and there was no wind. They all looked up at the sudden change in weather.

"It's them…" said Piper in awe. "They're here with us!" Prue, crying, nodded doubting it, but encouraging the thought.

"I know…"

"We love you!" cried out Piper. Phoebe stifled back another strong bout of tears. Leo, kissing his hand, followed by Phoebe, blew them to the group. A strong gust of cool, calming and refreshing air enveloped them all. The group took a deep breath and smiled. "I can smell them!" she cried out joyfully. Prue, realising the truth, smiled in shock and delight. Now believing Piper's statement.

"Me too… I love you both. Rest in peace!" cried Prue before both her and Piper were consumed in tears once again but they were smiling. They knew they were safe. Cole looked around and seemed to stop at Phoebe for a brief moment. Her heart skipped a beat. But he then resumed to looking around, eventually looking to the sun.

"Rest in peace my angel. I love you"

Phoebe cried as Leo led her towards the light. He took one last look at his wife before being consumed in the light. Phoebe took her final look and smiled. "I love you all" and with that she vanished. The light from the sun faded and the cold breeze begun to return. Piper cried with anguished torment. "They're gone… There's at peace now" said Cole. Prue and Piper held onto one another with so much strength it made it all just a little bit easier…

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

1 week later…

They all stood by the open doorway of the manor. The sun was starting to set overcastting the sky with a breathtaking orange glow. The streets were quiet. All was peaceful. They took a deep breath to gather what was happening to them. So much was happening and it seemed to go quick. After the funerals, peace had gradually begun to seep back into their lives but not quite as much as they would have wanted. They knew that they would never properly be alright and that their lives would forever be in turmoil. But at least they knew that Phoebe and Leo were now at peace. Safe. "Take care of her when you're away!" warned Piper raising her index finger up at him. Cole smiled, nodding his head.

"She's our little niece. Anything happens to her and you'll have me to see to" added Prue. Cole smiled and she smiled back. Penny, now 3, sat in her father's car, asleep. The back seats and boot were packed with suitcases for their move to England. Cole, feeling it was the right time to get away and start a new life, decided England was the place to do it. "Oh, and don't forget to visit!"

"I won't. She'll be safe. I can promise you that" they smiled at him. "I'll miss you both very much"

"We'll miss you too" smiled Piper now getting emotional. She gave him a hug and he turned to Prue who also gave him a strong hug. She stopped herself from getting emotional as she squeezed his shoulders.

"After everything we've been through, I never thought I'd be upset to see you leave. But what do ya know?" she asked with a small laugh. They broke away from the hug and Cole smiled at her before wiping a tear from Piper's cheek. She smiled.

"Be safe" she told him in a whisper. He nodded and Prue smiled at him gently. Turning around, he made his way towards his car and got inside, gently closing the door as not to wake Penny. Taking one last look at the sisters and the manor, he took a deep breath and started the engine. Tears now in his eyes, he drove off down the road. Once out of sight, both Piper and Prue walked towards the couch, Prue closing the door. Once sat down they took a moment, holding one another's hand. They took in the empty quietness of the manor.

"It's strange to have this place this deserted" smiled Piper in deep thought.

"I agree. Seems wrong somehow. We need some more people I think" smiled Prue. Piper took a deep breath and held her stomach.

"Maybe I can help with that". Prue widened her eyes in shocked happiness.

"You mean…?"

"I'm pregnant!" beamed Piper. Prue, cheering with delight, stood up and picked up her sister. They hugged for a long time, Prue bouncing on her heels excited. "It was Leo's final gift to me before he passed away" cried Piper with sadness. Prue held her tighter.

"I'm so happy. For you both. I know he's up there just witnessing the news. Phoebe, Kurt, Cheryl and everyone else too" smiled Prue. Their happiness slowly died down as Piper took another deep breath.

"What a couple of years huh? This long and winding road begun the day Leo left for England all those years ago" reminisced Piper.

"From there we had a secret organisation track us down. Bad people turn good. Explosions. Betrayals. Deaths. A birth. Funerals. Car chases. Near death experiences. Fighting… Am I leaving anything out?" asked Prue. The sisters laughed gently.

"Weddings, helicopter crashing into a deserted island. Three dark secrets. Drugs. Alcohol. An evil father. Ghosts returning… To name but a few more" laughed Piper. Prue laughed back finding it refreshing and a relief to now laugh about all that had happened to them. "Speaking of betrayals, an evil father and all that… What's happened to them all?"

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

Before – Catch up.

It's dark and quiet. The wind is blowing fiercely. At the headstone which reads 'Paige Mathews. Rest in Peace' is being mourned over by only one. A man in his early 20's. He stands lifelessly over the grave.

Yells erupted of angry men. Cheering on the assault, the large group watched on with sickening delight. Many yelled for there to be more blood. Others wanted bones broken. Others yelled to hear him scream and beg to be spared. The convicts, in blue jackets, watched on in the large gym area. Above stood hundreds of jail cells where other convicts cheered on the assault. One large man with a shaved head and scars on his arms and face continued to punch Andy's face. His nose, hanging to the left, broken, gushed blood. Andy's eyes were closed shut, he was bruised and cut. He yelled out from another punch as the convicts cheered and the policemen watched…

Looking to make sure no one was watching, he took a deep breath. Standing himself on the old brown stool he secured the thick rope around his throat and tightened it. At first shaking, he smiled just when a police officer approached his cell. Unable to even blink, Victor leaped off the chair and with a sickening crack on the neck, he hung lifelessly on the rope. Victor done one thing right in his life – he killed himself.

The sun is shining brightly. Hundreds of construction workers and machines filled the large area once the SAS head quarters. A skeleton shell of what will be the new prison facility for the most deadliest and dangerous of criminals was being laboured over vigorously to be built before the new year.

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

Now…

"Are we there yet?" she asked yawning. Cole smiled at his daughter and stroked her head which was now rested back on the seat of the airplane.

"Almost sweety. Go back to sleep" he told her and without further encouragement, she closed her eyes and was sound asleep. Looking out the window, he could see the London Eye and Big Ben. Two landmarks in London, England. He smiled before turning back to a photo of him and Phoebe at their wedding. He took a deep breath, tears in his eyes, and kissed the photo.

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

In a heart wrenching moment, she flicked the switch. The P3 light flickered and then vanished leaving only the light beams in a black mass. With a deep breath she approached the stairs and took one last look at her club. Switching off the light she ascended the stairs and made her way outside. Closing the door she walked a couple of feet away from the club and past the 'SOLD' notice sign. Looking back at P3, she took a deep saddened breath before returning to her car and driving off, not looking back.

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

At the manor, she solemnly walked inside. Prue, already there with a cup of hot chocolate, handed her it. Piper, happily smiles and takes off her jacket of which Prue hangs up for her. Forgetting to close the door both sisters made their way over to the sofa with Prue's arm around her sister's waist. Piper, feeling the depression, took a sip from the hot chocolate and rested it on the coffee table. Both sisters turned to the sofa and held one another's hands. They then begun to fall into it…

Flashback… 5 Years Ago.

…With Piper at the end, Prue in the middle and Phoebe at the end, all three sisters collapsed onto the sofa with giggles and laughs. Phoebe made the loudest chuckle. Cole and Leo, appearing from the stairs, smiled at the three before walking into the kitchen. "See?" spoke out Prue happily to Piper, "It'll just be like having your own place"

"Yeah" agreed Phoebe, beaming, "Only with your sisters right now the hall" they all shared a laugh.

"Yeah. I mean, I know we can't be together forever…" thought Prue aloud.

"But it feels good that forever isn't today" smiled Piper and all three girls cuddled up…

-o-o-o-0-o-o-o-

Now…

Prue and Piper sat cuddled up on the sofa allowing all to take over them. They looked at one another and smiled, Piper resting her head on Prue's shoulder gently. She suddenly shivered and both sisters turned around to see the door was open. "Oh, sorry. I forgot to close it" she said trying to get up.

"No!" said Prue, holding Piper down before gently rubbing her belly smiling. "You rest. I'll close it" smiling at Piper, she smiled at her back and nodded. Grabbing her hot chocolate she gave Prue a kiss on the cheek who returned one to her now youngest sister's cheek. Getting up and walking over to the door, a strong gust of wind blew her hair behind her. Looking out to the lowering sun, she took a deep breath. Phoebe, Leo, Kurt, Cheryl, Darryl, Patty and Grams flashed through her head. Their faces. The memories. Instead of tearing up like she once would, she found herself smiling widely. Nodding her head she slowly closed the manor door…

The End!

There it is everybody! Phoebe and Leo were laid to rest and watched on by not only their ghosts, but everyone else who died. Writing those scenes were sad for I knew I wouldn't write them again but it was a bittersweet way to say goodbye to them.

You then get to see what happened to the SAS headquarters that was blown up when Piper and everyone else escaped. Andy is getting beaten in jail whilst Victor took the coward's way out and hung himself. Cole has now left for England- where Leo had boarded the plane for all those years ago at the beginning of the story (a nice full circle moment). Piper closes down P3 before revealing to Prue that she's pregnant with Leo's child (Sequel maybe? …)

At the very end of it all, there was a flashback to the season 3 episode of Charmed where all three sisters give the last speech of the episode Pre-Witched. I thought that was a nice moment to place it. Then, in pure Charmed style, the story ends with Prue closing the manor door but it's happy. She remembers all those passed and smiles at their memory instead of crying.

This entire chapter has been sad for me for the story is now officially over. It's hard to fathom but it really is. As such, I will leave you with these final words:

Thank you to everyone for your constant support. I've loved writing this story every second. It's been a big part of my life I wish not to say goodbye to but, alas, I must. So take care everyone, especially you DutchyGirl (you have my email). Be safe everyone and no matter what life throws at you, remember this – You're family will always be there for you.

Please read my newest fiction 'The Male Confessed' which is getting quite a following and may follow in the footsteps of this stories popularity.

So goodbye to you all, thank you, I'll miss you, I'll miss this story. Take care.

Bless it Be!

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