I'll See You

JP with Redsword, Jaxx, Trustno1, mdman, Lorem and Cindy

Within the blink of an eye, Legrasse also disappeared.

Sartre noticed Alyssa and Prue. "Alyssa, sit down. There is something I want to do." said Sartre. Sartre removed his pentagram necklace from around his neck.

“Thank you,” Choi said. “Nice teamwork, everybody!”

He looked at Sung. “Where do we go from here?”

Dahlia was glad her partner was safe. She’d have a hard time explaining to the royals in Monaco that she allowed the princess to get hurt. She was a good agent; she enjoyed working with her.

Dahlia looked at Sung, “Yes, Master Sung and Mr. Sartre. What’s next? We were the last to come, so we need answers.”

Alyssa sat down wondering what Sartre had up his sleeve now.

Several years ago, I was given this. I told myself I would keep this until I found somebody worthy of having it. This is a very special item for me. And I've held on to it for quite a long time. I've always looked for someone worthy of having it. I think I found that person. I know you Prue, And I feel you're the person that deserves to have this after the several years that I have held on to it. Sartre could not help choking up. I am giving this to you. He forcefully pressed it against her heart and then placed her hand atop the necklace. He did not say anything. She put the necklace around her neck. She was crying for some reason. She glanced at Alyssa.

"We can indeed get answers, but I think it's best we leave. Our work is done here. Thank you and your sisters for everything." said Sartre. Prue made her way to hug Alyssa.

Alyssa was confused as to why Satre wanted her to sit down for that. Then again, she had come to realize that Peter just baffled her.
Alyssa hugged Prue. She whispered, "Stop it or you'll make me cry, again. I'll see you."

She then turned to the group, mostly Peter. "Okay, then do we know where we're going?”

"Yes, let's go. You choose Alyssa, London, New York or Seoul" Sartre also took a moment to shake Prue's hand and embrace her in a hug.

Choi smiled at the mention of his homeland. It would be good to get some rest and recuperation. His body took a toll on this mission. He was lucky to have so many with healing powers with him.

He looked at Eun-Ji. “Are you ready to go home?”

Dahlia was disappointed. She had just gotten here. She guessed she’d need to contact Mossad. Perhaps they had something for her.

"I guess New York, because I need to drop my van off at headquarters if we go to either if the other two places, anyway." Alyssa explained. "So, that needs to be our next stop.”

As the group left, the California night was clear. A full moon shone it’s sliver across the Manor.

Feeling fatigued, Sartre decided to ask Alyssa what time it was.

Alyssa checked her phone. "It's 10:18." Prue had said to check the time, Alyssa thought in the back of her mind.

Choi texted Alyssa. Just text if you ever need us.

He wrote down his cell number and gave it to Ekaterina. “This is for the Templar’s to let us know if you need help.”

Dahlia grinned. “Templars needing help? Don’t count on it.”

Ekaterina smirked elegantly as she took her phone out to take a pic of Choi's info on the card. She replied, "Does this mean the mission is not completed?”

Agent Powers was looking around and shrugged as he grabbed another coffee and a few cake pops to snack on as he waited for Alyssa to get her answers.

Alyssa texted back, "You do as well." She then said to The Templars. "I have a feeling this isn't the last we've all seen of each other. If you need us, feel free to call."

She looked up and waved at Prue. Called to Max, "Come on, Max. You ready for a trip to New York?”

Eun-Ji wasn’t particularly interested in going back home. She felt like there were things left undone and loose ends not tied up. It didn’t feel like things were concluded, but just getting started. All she had to show for her efforts was a lot of research, documented archeological findings, and uncovered information. Was that enough to merit a successful mission? She wasn’t sure. Just because these other factions seemed satisfied, didn’t mean she agreed.

“I don’t know if home is the right course of action.” She honestly replied to Choi. Though she also genuinely didn’t know what the next course of action should be. This was not at easy as a demon hunt in the city streets with an obvious beginning and end. Perhaps her work was all that was expected on her inaugural mission.

"Thank the gods, these kids almost killed me." mumbled Sung.

Satre and Alyssa took one more glance at the open door of the Halliwell Manor.

Prue called to Sartre and Alyssa.

She yelled,

“I’ll see you.”

Prue closed the front door with a wave of her hand.