Part 3

Harder every time and it starts to show
On my face and on my wall
Where all her pictures fall.
Getting over a three leaf clover, That I thought was four.
It's just the same as before.


3 days passed as one continual blur. Every second of it was too real, too emotional yet
it was surreal and numb at the same time.

Prue was dealing with everyone's grief but her own. She worried about her sisters, held
them for hours but didn't give way to her own feelings.

Piper had closed off and retracted to somewhere more protected. She had barely spoke
to anyone. Leo was trying to understand but he was feeling so helpless.

Phoebe was the only one who seemed to talk about how she was feeling. She and
Glenn had been closer. He had packed his stuff, not wanting to intrude on the sisters
the day Paige had died. Phoebe had convinced him not to leave so soon. Mainly because
they thought there was a chance they could bring Paige back... Leo then had to tell
them Paige couldn't be brought back by the elders because her soul wasn't in their
possession.

The grief was hard enough to handle but learning that their baby sister was in hell, was
being tortured and whatever else, added so much more anger and pain.

Prue had searched the book at least 8 times over for any sign of demon that drove
someone to suicide. There was nothing. The only lead was a darklighter but the only
one to fit that motive was 'disposed' if as the elders had put it.

******

Prue felt something snap inside of her as she watched the dirt follow her sister to a hole
in the ground.

She fell to knee's as her eyes fixed on the headstone - Paige Matthews 1976 - 2002
Loved Sister and Soulmate. RIP

Prue almost laughed at the words. RIP? She would never rest in peace, she would never
rest. She'd feel but only pain.

Prue even felt bitterness towards the name Matthews. She was a Halliwell, she was
their family, she was their sister, that made her a Halliwell.

Piper and Phoebe could barely register that Prue was settled infront of the headstone.
They both began walking towards her when Glenn had stopped them Leaving Leo to
lead them to the car he walked towards Prue. This was one of the most awkward
situations he'd been in. Prue was the sister he'd barely bonded with, due to the fact she
was dead.

HE kneeled down beside her, completely aware of the coffin that would hold the
beautiful face and body he had loved for 20 years. The thought brought a lump to his
throat and the picture of grief on Prue's face brought tears to his already soaked eyes.

"Prue? I think your sisters need you to go home with them." He said softly hoping to
get her away from the grey cemetery.

"Maybe she needs me, she's my sister too." She said quietly.

'There's nothing you can do, she's not here." he reasoned.

"She's not cause I failed. This is the closest thing I have to her."

"What do you mean you failed?"

"I'm her big sister. I'm meant to protect them. She's in hell cause I failed." She said
still not taking her gaze from the grey stone.

"Prue it wasn't down to you. It wasn't down to any of us. I don't understand why she...
done what she done but I know she was happy to have found you. She loves you, Prue.
She used you as her role model even before you came back." Glenn still couldn't get his
tenses right. It was just too final.

"She obviously wasn't happy with us. And she must have felt like she couldn't talk to
us! If I hadn't of come back then maybe she'd still be here, she'd still be ok!" Prue said
with voice becoming louder and emotion filled.

"Would she? I know what happened when you came back. If you hadn't of orbed in
when you did she would have died there and then without ever knowing you! All she's
done is talk about you for the last month! She wouldn't want you to blame yourself for
this." Glenn said as he took Prue's hands in his own.

"I don't know what else to do." She said as her voice broke with sobs. "I just wanted to
know my baby sister!"

Glenn automatically put his arms around Prue. He felt weird. Paige was the only person
he was ever able to talk to or comfort but here he was, trying to console her sister. He
only had one bump left in his path now... trying to deal with his grief. His life with no
Paige to hold and love. All he had of her was pictures and memories. So little for such a
great person.