Okay guys and gals this is the last chapter. Thanks to all of my reviwers. This chapter is for you.

Chapter 17

Death and Celebration

March barely heard her sister's crying. She was conflicted inside.

Oh my God! They're dying!

So what? Kill her and be done with her! A voice contradicted inside her mind.

She's my sister! I can't kill her!

She's a witch! She's evil!

She's my sister!

Kill her! Her trigger finger twitched nervously.

No!

DO IT!

"NO!" March cried loosening her aim on her sister.

"Kill her you witch! Seal the pact!"

"No, March!" Prue called taking a step towards her.

"Fight it March!" Paige encouraged.

March finally broke. Her eyes started to hurt. She looked towards Xanthos.

"You can't make me kill my baby sister!" March said turning the crossbow on him. An arrow flew and hit Xanthos in the chest.

Xanthos roared in pain, but did not disappear. He was livid with anger.

March didn't care. She fished the antidote out of her robes and hurled it at her sisters.

"Stupid witch. Now I have to kill them myself," Xanthos cried, forming an energy ball in his palm.

"No!" March cried, her eyes burning and tearing up. Xxanthos turned loose the energy ball and sent it flying. March jumped in front of her sisters and took the full blast of the energy ball in her stomach.

"March!" May yelled.

"Vanquish that sorry idiot," March got out before the darkness claimed her.

April flew at her sister as March crumpled to the ground. "Nobody messes with my sisters!" she cried and started hurtling energy bolts at the demon. May turned herself invisible and went on a scratching and kicking rampage. Xanthos had a serious bloody nose before he pushed her aside.

Piper came to her senses and blew a chunk of Xanthos' arm up, sending him into more fits of pain and agony. With that distraction, she and Phoebe hurled the vanquishing potions at the demon.

Xanthos roared one final time and went up in a plume of dazzling yellow smoke. The hypnotic demon was finally gone. Now to tend to the unconscious March.

"Prue!"

"On it," she said jumping to her side.

"She's still breathing, just barely," Phoebe informed.

Prue worked her healing powers over March. "Come on. Come on. Work!"

March's wounds finally healed and closed. She opened her eyes slowly.

"Thank God!" was the cry of two relieved sisters as they swamped over their older sister.

"Can't breathe, sisters!" March exclaimed hoarsely. They released her. "Is he dead?"

"Yes!" April exclaimed helping her up slowly.

"Welcome back, cousin," Prue said with a smile.

"We were worried about you for a while," Phoebe admitted to her.

"I never want to do that again!" March said shrugging her black robe off violently.

"Burn it!" she said to Piper and April.

A few blasts later, and it was dust.

"I'm really sorry guys. I couldn't let go. Then I saw May suffering, and I just couldn't do it. I promised that I would always take care of her, you know. Never let anything hurt her, and I nearly killed her."

"Don't apologize, March," May said. "You were under the influence. It wasn't your fault. It's over now."

"When'd you get so wise?" March asked slyly.

"We need to celebrate. How about I cook dinner?" Piper suggested.

March looked at her sisters. "I think I have a better idea. Ever had a good Southern meal?"

Phoebe paled. "I don't wanna eat possum meat!"

"We aren't like the Beverly Hillbillies, Pheebs," April said with a laugh.

"We're a little more civilized," May agreed.

"All right then. Tell us what you need," Piper said.

"Let's orb on over to Alabama and truly experience Southern Hospitality," Paige said.

Everyone nodded in agreement. The seven Charmed Ones orbed to Alabama.

The girls packed a picnic basket full of March's cooking and set off to the creek where they had first met. April brought along her portable radio and they were listening as they chatted and ate.

March finished off her fried chicken and laughed at her baby sister's antics. She was dancing along the creek to a popular Southern tune.

"Big wheels keep on turnin'

Carry me home to my kin

Singin' songs about the Southland

I miss ole Bamy once again

And I think it's a sin"

"Lynyrd Skynyrd!" April exclaimed as she got up and joined her sister. March laughed and joined in for the chorus.

"Sweet Home Alabama

Where the skies are so blue!

Sweet Home Alabama

Lord I'm coming home to you!"

"Yee-haw!" Paige exclaimed as they danced across the creek. All four of the older Charmed Ones laughed at their Southern cousins. The song finished and they settled down to eat dessert.

"And we didn't even square dance!" May said as she sat next to Paige. "What's for dessert?"

"Something that you'll throw me into the river for making," March said opening the cake box.

"Devil's Food Cake!" March exclaimed with an evil grin.

"March!" May exclaimed.

"You're so dead!" April said as March took off running.

The sisters laughed as their cousins chased March into the creek. Then, May did a double take and pushed March into the water.

"Yes! The demon of bad dessert puns is vanquished!" May shouted.

That is until March pulled them under with her.

The seven Charmed Ones spent the rest of that day chasing each other around the creek and splashing water at the other.

Just an average day in the life of the Charmed Ones.

That is all. Wanna sequel? Let me know. For know, I enjoyed posting this story. Blessed be!