Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed.

Summary: Sorry I took such a long time updating this story… I had MAJOR writer's block; don't you hate it when that happens? I t really sucks. So, anyway, enjoy!

Cole walked into the kitchen, where Prue was sitting, drinking coffee.

"Morning," he greeted, walking over to the counter to pour himself his own cup of coffee.

"Hey, Cole," she answered, taking a sip of the hot liquid.

"How are you?" the half-demon asked, sitting down across her with a cup in his hand.

Prue only shrugged.

"It was hard wasn't it?"

"Yeah. It felt so…weird, you know? Just…being dead for, what, almost a year, and then…coming back."

"I know, I felt the same exact way," he told her.

"Yeah. I guess."

"I have a question," Cole said, "Why did you save me?"

"Didn't I already tell you?"

"You told me a lie, yes. What's the real reason?"

"That is the real reason." Prue insisted.

Cole just gave her a skeptical look.

"Fine," she sighed, " I didn't think you deserved to die like that. After, you know, fighting of the Source, and dying, getting all these different demonic powers that rip you apart on the inside, and that just run wild, for the one you love. And then just being killed again, all your effort just… gone, and having to start over with nothing… I didn't think that was fair to you at all. Or to Phoebe. So I went to the Angel of Destiny."

Cole smiled, touched, "Really? That's what you think?"

Prue nodded, "Look, I know I wasn't all that… nice to you in the past… but I was hoping we could put all that behind us. Start over, you know?"

"Of course we can, Prue. You're like a sister to me."

"Really?"

"Yeah. An older, naggy sister that is really physically impossible, considering I'm… what, 100 years older than you?"

That caused Prue to laugh a little, and then she seriously said, " Thanks for everything, Cole."

"But I didn't do anything."

"You cared," she answered, "You came to ask me if I was okay. It's just… being the older sister, I don't usually get that. Phoebe and Piper think I'm perfect. Not that that's a bad thing, or anything, it's just I could use more of what you did. So, thanks."

"No problem. We come-back-from-the-dead people have to stick together, you know?" he said, and they both laughed.

"So, when are you and Phoebe going to get married?"

"How did you know we were engaged?"

"I like spying."

Cole sighed, "I don't even know at this point, Prue."

"Ouch. It's really that bad?"

"Worse," he answered.

"You don't even have an idea?"

"I was shooting for before I turn 160."

"Oh. How old are you?"

"117."

"That sucks."

"You're telling me?" but then he shrugged, "Oh, well. After, you know, being possessed by the Source and everything… I'm just happy we're all… you know, alive. You know what I'm saying?"

"What do you think would have happened if you weren't able to break his control?" Prue asked, afraid to hear the answer.

"I don't have to think. I know exactly what would have happened."

She hesitated, "What?"

"The Source would have… continued to pretend to be me. We would have gotten married in a dark ceremony in a cemetery, and 'I' would try and persuade her into moving out of the Manor. If I did, we would move into a penthouse that we went to a party in, and Phoebe would get pregnant.

"And then hopefully Phoebe would get a premonition, about what was really going on, and… do something to stop it. Like when she had to vanquish me this time. But… I'm really not sure if I would get the same greeting as I did."

"What do you think she would have said?"

"I'm really not sure. She would probably be pissed off. Remember when Raynor cast a spell to make me kill that witch? She might've acted like she did then."

"Really?"

"Maybe."

Then Phoebe walked in, "Hey, guys. What are you talking about?"

"Nothing," Prue shrugged.

She gave the two a suspicious look, but didn't say anything.

"Well, I'm gonna go…look at the newspaper or something," Prue announced, and left the room.

Phoebe walked over to Cole and said, "Hey honey," she greeted, wrapping her arms around his neck, "What were you two talking about?"

Cole shrugged, "What would happen if you didn't find out that I was being possessed by the Source."