Disclaimer: Don't own charmed.
A/N: sorry for the loooooooong delay. Sorry this is a sad chapter, kind of. I had writer's block.
Prue looked at her younger cousin in defeat; she knew what she had to do. Paige was too young; Prue wouldn't let Paige die this way. Piper had Leo, but she had no one. She knew she had to die, for Phoebe's sake.
"I'm doing this for you, Phoebe," Prue whispered, before placing a kiss on Phoebe's temple. Prue stood up and walked over to a sleeping Cole. Gripping the knife in her hand, she cut her arm as the blood seeped out and onto Cole. He started to change back to his young handsome self, but nothing happened to Phoebe. Prue rose the knife above her head; she had to do it. Plunging the dagger into her stomach, she doubled over in pain.
Phoebe regained consciousness and started to change back. When she saw her cousin lying on the ground bleeding, she shuffled over and laid Prue's head in her lap. "You didn't have to do that Prue, we would have found a way. Prue...." Phoebe gasped, tears falling from her eyelashes.
"Blood had to spill, better mine instead of yours..." Prue choked, gasping for breath.
"What am I gonna do without you."
"You'll.... Manage."
"I love you."
"Me too..." Prue took her last intake of breath as her body went limp in Phoebe's lap. She cried for the loss of her cousin, because she knew that in some way it was her fault...
"Leo, I'm worried about Phoebe. I don't trust Prince Henry," Piper mused.
"Don't worry so much, it'll give you wrinkles," Leo joked, tilting her head up to kiss her.
"But what if Prince Henry is one of.... Them."
"Don't worry darling, no one will ever know of the curse your mother set on those pirates."
"But they already do... It's my entire fault, Leo, I didn't warn Phoebe because I was too selfishly thinking that I could have a happy life with you. At the time, I really didn't care if Phoebe lived or died." Piper started bawling on Leo's chest.
"It's okay, It's okay, it's not your fault."
"But it is... If only you knew the truth," Piper added to herself, too low for Leo to hear.
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Prue's body had reduced to ashes, and Phoebe was still staring at them, when Cole awoke.
"Phoebe, Oh thank god you're okay."
"Save it. My cousin had to die to save me. How could you temporarily forget about that curse?" Phoebe ranted.
"Phoebe, you don't understand. I lo—"
Phoebe cut him off and said. "Don't say the l-word, I never want to hear it again. If Prue couldn't manage to say it to me in her dying moment, then that means no one could ever l-word me."
"Phoebe, I'm sure Prue lo—"
Again, Phoebe cut him off, "I said don't say it."
"Where do we go from here?"
"They took Paige, so it's just you and me on this big ship. We have sex, but we should not develop feelings, at all. Understood?"
Knowing this was the only way to make Phoebe feel for him again, he agreed. He was just afraid she would remain this way.
Her heart had turned cold.
What do you think? Should Cole turn Phoebe back into Phoebe? Sorry again about the long delay, I had major writer's block.