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AN: ok, this is the next to the last chapter, so enjoy. sorry it took me sooo long! Charmedfanatic, thanks for taking the time to read all of my stories. Very much appreciated. Thanks everyone for the reviews! I love you allllll
Chapter 20

"Thank you," Dmitri said, smiling at the Charmed Ones. "Aren't you even going to make sure your power is gone?," Paige asked, then thought about that would entail. "I mean, I know there isn't any dead bodies waiting around here," she said lamely, but he interrupted her before she embarrassed herself too badly. "Were you under the impression that ressurection was my only power?," he asked, amused. Paige nodded dumbly. "I can also read thoughts," he said matter of factly, and they all looked at each other. "Though Piper, with the way you think, I would rather be in Hell. Honestly, you need to stop tormenting yourself. All of those things couldn't possibly be your fault," he told her kindly. Piper paled visibly, and her sisters faced her, shocked. "I...I mean, I wasn't...I don't," she stammered, then trailed off, knowing it was useless. "You better take her home," he said, nodding at Phoebe, "she has been through enough for one day." Paige nodded in agreement and touched both of her sisters before orbing them to the manor.

"You are letting me go back?," Prue asked incredulously, crying and laughing at the same time. "Yes," Thomas said, "but there is one condition." Prue waited, fearing the worst. Maybe a time limit... "You must choose between being a whitelighter, or having your old power back," he said solemnly. She smiled, relieved, "That's easy. I love being a Whitelighter, but being a witch is in my blood." They each nodded their heads before Thomas said, "This means you will be human again. It is possible for you to die, for a second time. Only, you will not be given another chance." Prue just grinned. She had died before, it wasn't something she relished repeating, but she was getting her sisters back and that was all she could ever want. "Thank you," she breathed, "May I go?" Thomas laughed at her eagerness. "Yes, by all means, you are dismissed," he said, chuckling.

Piper was the first to notice her older sister. "Prue? Am I dreaming?," she asked her sisters carefully. "Oh my Gosh, it IS," Paige screamed. That was the last coherent word spoken for the next several minutes. Everyone was screaming, hugging, crying and there just wasn't room for actual conversation. Finally, though, Prue was able to force a sentence out. "I'm a witch now, guys," she said happily. The sisters quieted for a moment, momentarily confused. "The Elders gave me a choice between being a Whitelighter or a witch," she explained. "And you gave up being a Whitelighter?," Paige asked. "Being a witch is what I was born, and brought back, to be," Prue said with conviction. Silently, Piper agreed with her. It was the same decision she would have made. Paige on the other hand, couldn't imagine not being a Whitelighter or a witch. There was a small silence followed by another round of screaming, hugging, and crying. Phoebe was running on pure adrenaline, and she would guess the others were as well. "What do you say we all go to bed?," Prue asked, much to the relief of them all. "I second that," Piper said, grinning. "I third it," Phoebe and Paige said in unison. They all made their way upstairs. "Uh, guys?," Prue asked awkwardly, "Can I sleep with one of you tonight?"

The next morning, they all woke up equally exhausted. They had all managed to cram into Phoebe's bed, not wanting to seperate, even in sleep. "You kick," Phoebe said accusingly, indicating Paige. "Hey, I was an only child most of my life!," she said defensively, a little grouchy from lack of real sleep. ( a little...) "I know you haven't slept alone ALL your life, missy Paige," Piper said, teasing. "Oh, leave me alone," she said, but smiled. "At least she doesn't snore!," Prue said, defending her baby sister. "PHOEBE," the other two said and laughed. "Do not!," Phoebe said, whining slightly. "Do too," Prue said playfully and slung her arm around her. They made their way downstairs and into the kitchen. "Piper, it has been forever since I've had your award winning breakfast," Prue stated, hinting. "Ok, coming right up, but only if you make the coffee! Paige's coffee, well, let's not talk about it!," Piper said, laughing. "I have to agree, sorry Paige," Phoebe said. Paige held her hands up in mock surrender. "Don't I do ANYTHING right?," she asked childishly. "Sure you do," Piper said, "give me a few days and I'll think of something." Paige stood to the side and pouted. "Come on guys, I'll take you all on if you don't leave my baby sister alone," Prue said, coming to her rescue once again. "I know what she does right," Phoebe said loudly. "Me too," Piper said, reading her mind. "She's a wonderful sister!." Phoebe said, walking over to hug Paige. "You took the words out of my mouth," Piper said, joining the hug. "Awww, you guys," Paige said, and sniffled very dramatically. "Ok, Piper, sister moment later, food now!," Prue said. Piper laughed and broke away. "Eggs, bacon, pancakes, french toast, you name it, you got!," Piper said going to the refrigerator. "How about brownies?," Paige asked, laughing. "Ok, brownies it is!"