Suddenly, Leo orbed in with Jeffrey. Leo moved over to the sisters, standing next to Prue. Jeffrey stepped between the sisters and the Banka.
"It's been one hundred ninety four years," Jeffrey said to the Banka. "It's time this ended."
The Banka howled in pain and backed away from Jeffrey. Jeffrey glanced back at Prue once and smiled briefly. Then, without warning, he launched himself at the demon.
"No," screamed Prue, moving to stop him.
"Prue, don't," said Leo, grabbing Prue by the arm and restraining her. "It has to be this way."
Jeffrey grabbed the Banka and locked his arms and legs around the demon. Both began to glow brightly as their magic interacted. Within seconds, the glow was so bright everyone had to cover their eyes. Then the two flashed and vanished.
"No," cried Prue.
"It's over," said Leo. "The Banka has been destroyed."
"You son of a bitch," cried Prue, pushing Leo away and wiping tears from her face. "You knew he was going to do that."
"Yes," said Leo. "It was the only way to stop the Banka. Their magic cancelled each other out."
"Get out," screamed Prue. "Go back to your White Lighters and your Elders. Don't ever come back here. I never want to see your face again. You're not welcome here any more."
Prue didn't wait for a response. She turned and stormed up to her room, leaving her sisters not knowing what to say or do.
There was a knock on Prue's door. She sat up on the bed, wiping the last of her tears away.
"Come in," she said.
The door opened and Piper and Phoebe came into the room and sat on the bed next to Prue.
"How you doing, sweetie?" asked Piper, petting her sisters hair.
"I'll be okay," said Prue. "I had a good cry. Thanks for giving me some space."
"We're here for you, you know that," said Phoebe.
"I know," said Prue. "I really appreciate it."
She looked up and saw Leo in the hallway, peering in the door.
"Leo," she called, softness in her voice.
"I wasn't sure you'd want to see me," said Leo, stepping into the room and looking at her.
"Leo," said Prue, "about what I said...."
"Already forgotten," said Leo. "You were upset. I can't really blame you. But I know you didn't mean it."
"I'm still sorry," said Prue. "I know you only did what you thought was best."
"I'm sorry it had to be that way," said Leo. "But it was the only way to stop the Banka."
"I know that," said Prue. "Nothing we did seemed to do any good. If we had more time we might have found another way."
"Well," said Phoebe, "if what Jeffrey said was true, he didn't really die. He was never alive."
"You're wrong," said Prue. "You're all wrong. He was alive. He may have been created by magic, but he was as alive as any of us. He chose to sacrifice himself to protect us. All of us. He cared enough about us to give his life to protect us. An object couldn't have acted like that."
"You might be right about that," said Leo.
"He's not really gone, you know?" asked Piper. "Remember Buttons?"
"Buttons?" questioned Phoebe.
"You're too young to remember," said Prue. "Buttons was a stray kitten Piper found one day. Very young and very sick. He didn't live very long after she found him."
"When we buried him," said Piper, "grams said he wasn't really gone. Just his body was gone. She said as long as I remembered him, he'd always be with me. It's the same with Jeffrey. He'll always be with us as long as we remember him."
"Grams was a very wise woman," said Leo.
"Yes, she was," said Prue. "Come on. We have some work to do."
"What work?" asked Phoebe.
"Jeffrey deserves a grave," said Prue. "At least a marker. He died to protect us and to protect all good witches. We may not have a body to bury, but the least we can do is get him a headstone. So people will know he was here."
"Looks like we may be orbing to Salado, Texas, soon," said Leo as the four went down to the living room.
The End
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