A/N: This is the third one shot in the series. Takes place after phoebe fakes Cole's death.
Prue walked into the mausoleum and sighed sadly. Cole was dead and there was nothing she could do to bring him back but she could say goodbye to him. Prue knelt down on the ground where Phoebe vanquished him. Prue could feel tears burning her eyes. "Cole-I am sorry. This whole time you have been with Phoebe I have given you a hard time and I-" Prue trailed off trying not to cry. "I am so sorry. I wish you were here. I wish you weren't dead."
Prue heard a chuckle behind her, "Me too" Cole said.
She turned around and then used her powers to throw him against the wall. "You fucking jerk" she hissed walking towards him.
Cole sat up, "Want to match powers?" he asked. The he face softened momentarily, 'I am sorry but Phoebe and I?"
"Phoebe?" Prue interrupted, "Phoebe faked your death. She lied to us"
Cole just chuckled, "Talk about keeping things from your sisters" he smirked. He leered at her as he stood up. "Does Phoebe know about us?"
Prue screamed and used her powers again this time throwing him harder.
"Have little respect for the dead, Prue," he teased as he stood up.
Prue saw that smile and melted before either of them knew what happened Prue was attacking Cole with her mouth. The two tumbled onto the ground- limbs tangling and making guttural sounds.
Prue sat up after they were done and saw very naked Cole. "Oh my" she started, 'I have to go" She started gathering her things up and trying to re-dress herself.
"Prue" he called as she was rushing for the door. Prue turned around and saw him putting his pants on. "Don't tell anyone about this"
That hurt Prue but she knew it was for the best. Instead of just saying it she sneered, "Duh" she replied and ran off into the night.