AN: Alright, I think this is it. Hope you enjoyed. If you want more, you're going to have to leave me some ideas in your reviews, 'cause my Muse has apparently checked out.


"I'm dreaming," Phoebe thought to herself. "I'm dreaming, well, I'm in a nightmare, but this isn't real, this can't be real, he can't be real, he isn't real, that wasn't his voice..."

"First time you're hearing me speak to you in over two years, and you won't even turn around, Phoebe?"

She was frozen, rooted to the floor, a statue unable to move, yet she was turning around, and she forcibly dragged her gaze from the floor up to his face, and met his eyes, and "Oh, those eyes," she thought...

"Phoebe."

"Cole," she breathed. In that name, a thousand possibilities, a thousand hopes and dreams and promises and betrayals.

"You didn't vanquish me, Phoebe. Only Paige could have. Only Paige was left from the timeline in which I'd been an Avatar. Only her magic would've been strong enough to vanquish me. You were from my timeline, you'd never known me as an Avatar. Since you were the one who threw the potion, it couldn't vanquish me. It just weakened me, temporarily. But I knew Paige needed to be convinced I'd been vanquished, so I reset the time line, and she convinced you."

Behind them, Piper gasped and Paige cursed.

"But Utopia?"

"Your daughter, in your vision...surely you recognized my eyes, Phoebe. Anyone who saw her and knew me could have told you, she had my eyes."

Phoebe's voice shook, despite her efforts to keep it steady. "So you were the one who wanted to create Utopia?"

"For you, Phoebe. It was always for you," he answered softly.

"Potion!" Paige whispered, and a two-year-old frozen vial orbed from the freezer into her hand. Leo, understanding, waved a hand over it to thaw the potion inside.

Phoebe heard Paige's voice inside her mind. "We have to vanquish him, Phoebe. You know that."

Piper's voice: "We'll need the power of three. Are you ready?"

"Yes," Phoebe thought in response. "Paige, can you orb the crystals in place? They might not hold him, but it's worth a try."

"On it," Paige answered. "Crystals!"

As the crystals moved to surround Cole, Phoebe stepped back.

The crystal cage flared up, and Cole cried out with the same unearthly wail they'd heard in Phoebe's vision.

Paige tossed the vial into the crystal cage, and all three of the sisters began reciting,

Prudence, Penelope, Patricia, Melinda

Astrid, Helena, Laura, and Grace

Halliwell witches, stand strong beside us

Vanquish this evil from time and space.

A wind whirled inside the crystal cage, almost loud enough to drown out Cole's anguished scream. Almost. Then an explosion, hurtling the sisters and Leo several feet backwards, and blowing out all the windows in the attic. And then, silence.

A few long moments passed, in that silence. Finally, Phoebe spoke. "Is it over? I mean, really over?"

"I think so," Piper answered.

"Good," Phoebe said, She took a few steps toward the door before collapsing into sobs. Her sisters gathered around her, trying to offer comfort. "My baby," was all Phoebe could say. "My baby girl..."