Cole shimmered into the Source's lair. "The middle sister is dead now. I
don't have to kill them now." Cole said to the hooded figure, "No. She will
live by sunrise. You will stay here and soon I will send you to make sure
she dies for good." the figure said again.
"Phoebe, you should go to bed, we have to plan the funeral tomorrow." Prue said as she sat on Phoebe's bed. "Prue, I can't even close my eyes. I can't believe she is gone, it has to be a dream." Prue took Phoebe into her embrace. "Do you want me to sleep in your room tonight?" Prue asked laying her sister down and covering her with a blanket. "Yeah..." Phoebe said a with single tear falling down her cheek. Phoebe woke in the middle of the night. She and Prue were still holding hands, Prue was fast asleep. Phoebe pulled her hand from Prue's and walked over to her window. On the sill was a picture of all three of them that was taken not to long ago. "Oh Piper, you can't leave us like this. We need you. The power of three needs you." Phoebe spotted a star, "Grams used to say that if you wish upon a star your wish will come true." She looked up to the star and inside of her she wished, 'I wish Piper was alive, that we could repeat the day over and I could remember and save her.' than she walked back to the bed and laid down.
"Phebbs?" Piper knocked on the door, "Phebbs? You have to get up! Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and we still have to decorate the tree." Phoebe's head jerked up at Piper's voice, "Piper!" She got up, ran to the door, and opened it. Piper was dressed in a blue jean skirt and a red shirt, "Oh Piper, my wish came true!" Phoebe embraced her older sister and than they walked down stairs. "Ok, so what you are trying to say is that I am going to die tonight? Phoebe don't be ridiculous." Piper said laughing, "Piper, I am totally serious. Last night I made a wish."
Cole looked into the crystal ball. Soon he would have to see her suffer yet again. 'Why couldn't Piper have just stayed dead?' he asked himself. ". on a star." Piper laughed, Cole clinched his fist, 'Phoebe is telling the truth.' "Piper, I am serious!" "All right Miss. Serious, we have to hang some decorations." Cole waved his hand and the image within the ball disappeared. "Don't forget Belthazor, you must make sure the middle sister does not live, and make sure your witch doesn't wish upon that star. If you have to, you must kill her." The Source walked out of the shadows and into the light of the burning torches.
"Phoebe, you should go to bed, we have to plan the funeral tomorrow." Prue said as she sat on Phoebe's bed. "Prue, I can't even close my eyes. I can't believe she is gone, it has to be a dream." Prue took Phoebe into her embrace. "Do you want me to sleep in your room tonight?" Prue asked laying her sister down and covering her with a blanket. "Yeah..." Phoebe said a with single tear falling down her cheek. Phoebe woke in the middle of the night. She and Prue were still holding hands, Prue was fast asleep. Phoebe pulled her hand from Prue's and walked over to her window. On the sill was a picture of all three of them that was taken not to long ago. "Oh Piper, you can't leave us like this. We need you. The power of three needs you." Phoebe spotted a star, "Grams used to say that if you wish upon a star your wish will come true." She looked up to the star and inside of her she wished, 'I wish Piper was alive, that we could repeat the day over and I could remember and save her.' than she walked back to the bed and laid down.
"Phebbs?" Piper knocked on the door, "Phebbs? You have to get up! Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and we still have to decorate the tree." Phoebe's head jerked up at Piper's voice, "Piper!" She got up, ran to the door, and opened it. Piper was dressed in a blue jean skirt and a red shirt, "Oh Piper, my wish came true!" Phoebe embraced her older sister and than they walked down stairs. "Ok, so what you are trying to say is that I am going to die tonight? Phoebe don't be ridiculous." Piper said laughing, "Piper, I am totally serious. Last night I made a wish."
Cole looked into the crystal ball. Soon he would have to see her suffer yet again. 'Why couldn't Piper have just stayed dead?' he asked himself. ". on a star." Piper laughed, Cole clinched his fist, 'Phoebe is telling the truth.' "Piper, I am serious!" "All right Miss. Serious, we have to hang some decorations." Cole waved his hand and the image within the ball disappeared. "Don't forget Belthazor, you must make sure the middle sister does not live, and make sure your witch doesn't wish upon that star. If you have to, you must kill her." The Source walked out of the shadows and into the light of the burning torches.