Prue watched as the flames died down, and Phoebe collapsed. If Prue had been alive, she would have held her breath as she waited. Luckily, Paige didn't waste any time getting to her fallen sister. Prue finally relaxed when she heard that Phoebe had survived.

"It worked," Prue said, resting her head in her hands.

"Are you all right?" Andy asked.

"Yeah," Prue said. "I just... part of me just wanted a chance to talk to her again."

"Prue." Andy put his arm around her. "I know it's hard, but it's normal to feel that way. I felt the same way when you died."

"I miss them so much," Prue said. "But I'm not worried anymore. I think I understand now."

"Understand what?"

"Everything," Prue said. "Destiny isn't just a word. Nothing can hurt them, because they were meant to win. Whatever is out there is bigger than books and demons and avatars, and it wants good to come out of this. The Anubite doesn't stand a chance."

"Prue," Andy said, looking at the sisters, "I think you're right."

"Good," Prue said, smiling. She leaned in and kissed him. But the moment didn't last long.

"Ahem."

Prue and Andy both turned to see Patricia and Penelope Halliwell standing behind them.

"Mom, Grams," Prue said. "Where were you?"

"We were talking to the Elders," Patty said. "They weren't happy about the way your Grams acted during that time travel ordeal you went through."

"What? Why?" Prue asked.

"Oh, you know how they are," Grams said. "They said I "told you too much" and I "shouldn't have faked a premonition" and I should "let them handle things." Just the usual."

"Wait, you faked a premonition?" Prue asked.

"It was no big deal," Grams said. "Phoebe already had the premonition, I just wanted to get them all talking about it."

"But that's not even your power," Andy said.

"They were all too busy to worry about that," Grams said. "Besides, I could have made something about Melinda and latent powers and family lines. Premonitions do run in the family."

"I still can't believe you did it," Patty said.

"Relax," Grams said. "You're starting to sound like one of Them."

"All right, I'll back off," Patty said.

"Hey, it was just getting interesting," Prue said impishly.

"Too bad," Grams said.

"How are you doing, Prue?" Patty asked.

"I'll be fine." Prue hesitated. "But it hurts to be away from my sisters."

"I know," Patty said, giving Prue a brief hug. "I remember the first time I was called back. It wasn't an easy time for me, because I knew I'd have to give you up again. But I'm glad I had the chance to go back. It just takes time."

"And family," Grams said. "You know we're always here if you need us."

"That's right," Patty said. "I know I couldn't have handled coming back alone. There's no shame in wanting a shoulder to cry on."

"We're all here for you," Andy said.

"Thanks," Prue said.

The four spirits floated down through the floor, and began to walk out. When they reached the door, Penny opened it with a wave of her hand.

"I hate walking through doors," Grams said. "Besides, there's no reason to let a perfectly good power go to waste."

They walked out onto the front steps. One by one, Penelope, Patricia, and Andy faded out, heading back across the great divide.

Prue took one last look at the house, and smiled. "You'll be fine."

As she faded, she slowly waved her hand, closing the door.