Warning! Major spoiler alert! Do not read this story if you have not seen Season Four's "Long Live the Queen". Don't say I didn't warn you...
This being my first fanfiction that I've posted in the Charmed universe, actually, in any genre, please, let me know what you think. :) ))
He knew...he knew why she was doing it...he knew how she felt...he knew...Dare she think it? It was as if he understood...as if he understood that with his demise, he was saving her. As if he knew...as if he understood...understood everything that had happened over the past few days...in that single...final...moment. And he still loved her.
Her eyes gazed over his cheerful smile...The picture...the memories would haunt her forever...but she'd never forget the look in his eyes when he desperately told her what would be his final words.
Those three words had changed her life months ago. Now those words...words that had filled her heart with hope such a short time ago...would echo in the void that she had created for herself...the void that he understood was to be his fate. And she still loved him. She always would. For with his sacrifice...he understood he was saving her soul.
"Let her cry...If the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing...If it eases all her pain
Let her go...Let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow...Let her be
Let her cry...If the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing...If it eases all her pain
Let her go...Let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow...Let her be...Oh, let her be."
~"Let Her Cry", Hootie and the Blowfish