Hey guys,

So I'd like to explain my story a little bit.

I really wanted to write something, but I didn't know what and I had a really bad blockade, then I watched Charmed again after years and I thought Coop and Phoebe deserved a little more than what they had.

So, this takes place at the end of the last season of Charmed, but it's only about Coop and Phoebe, basically what they are thinking and doing.

I didn't change the storyline (so it would be better if you knew what happens, otherwise I am not sure if you are really able to understand what is going on),

but I did change the dialogues and the ending.

I hope you like it!=) and I am already sorry if there are any mistakes, please try to overlook them.

Phoebe entered her condo with all the shopping in her hands.

"So, are you going out with him?" Phoebe shrieked dropping all the bags.

"Gosh, Coop! You startled me! Seriously stop doing this!"

"Doing what?" He was sitting on her couch, a newspaper in his hands.

"You're just as bad as Paige! There are doors, you know!" The young witch sighed, picking up her shopping, then put them on the table and sat down next to the cupido.

"Sorry." He said, but Phoebe wasn't sure if he really was. "So, about Michael…"

"Coop…"

"Hey, I have never been wrong about love, trust me! He is the right one for you!" His heart somehow fluttered as he said these words, while his throat became dry.

Phoebe stared at him with a crooked eyebrow.

Coop had to take a deep breath. Somehow he felt pretty odd. Maybe he was becoming sick?

The cupido cleared his throat: "The things he said yesterday prove my point, don't they?"

Phoebe sighed: "Well, yeah, that was really sweet."

Her glance shifted to something behind him in the far distance, but Coop just couldn't look away.

My words.

That was all he could think about: Those were my words!

It had never bothered him before, but this time it did.

"I never really thought about him. I actually thought of another one…"

Suddenly his stomach pulled together. What was going on?

"Someone else?" He breathed, his muscles suddenly tensed.

Her attention was back on him.

"Yeah, you know, another type, not Michael, who is quite handsome, but somehow…hm, not what I expected. And I never thought he could be this sweet!"

Coop relaxed a little, but he still felt like a lead weight.

This wasn't happening, was it?

"Oh…oh…"

"What?"

"Nothing, I just get the notion. But anyway…" He forced himself to smile, then clapped on his thighs in a let's-get-down-to-business-like-manner while he moved farther away from Phoebe. Funnily he hadn't even noticed he had moved closer in the first place. "…you'll go out with him, right? Come on! Give him a chance!"

Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine! I will go out with him!"

"Perfect!" Coop stood up clapping his hands again. "I'll prepare everything!"

Before Phoebe could say anything else Coop became a pink pulsing light.

She stared at the spot where he had just disappeared.

Suddenly she felt so alone, so she turned on the TV.

Coop manifested again on a coast in France.

He took a deep breath of the see air.

This couldn't be happening!

How was it even possible?

He was a cupido for god's sake! He couldn't feel like this!

Coop picked up a stone and threw it angrily into the waves. "Argh!"

He wasn't allowed to!

He kicked the sand before he sat down.

The waves were somehow soothing, how they frequently rolled in and out.

Piper was in the kitchen, preparing for dinner as Phoebe entered.

"Oh, Phoebe."

"Hi Piper."

"Are you staying for dinner?"

"No, I have a date."

"A date?"

"Yes, with Michael."

"Aha, the guy Coop tries to set you up with?"

"Yes, he hasn't been around lately, but I told him I'd give Michael a chance."

"But you're not convinced?"

Phoebe snorted: "Yeah, I know what he said was sweet, but…I don't know, something is bothering me…"

"Are you sure about it or just running away?"

"No, Piper I am not running! That's why I am going to meet him!"

"Mh, I see…"

Phoebe groaned and left the kitchen. On her way across the hall she passed Paige and Henry.

"Phoebe, you look great, where are you going?" Paige asked.

"On a date!" Phoebe said grumpily and smashed the door.

"Shouldn't she be happy about this?" Henry asked carefully.

His wife pulled a face and shrugged.

Henry sighed. "Poor guy!"

It knocked and Michael opened just a few seconds later.

"Man, where have you been? I already thought you'd left me alone just when I was entering the home straight!"

Coop entered. "You aren't going to wear this, are you?"

Michael looked down at his body. He was wearing a white polo shirt and blue jeans. "Why what's wrong?"

"Phoebe wouldn't like it." Coop simply stated before he walked over to Michael's wardrobe.

"Here try these!" He offered him dark jeans, a white button up shirt and a black jacket.

Michael frowned but put the clothes on wordlessly.

Then he examined himself in the mirror.

"You know Phoebe quite well, don't you?"

"Think so."

"How is that? Have you two been dating or something?"

Coop laughed humourlessly. "I think you need to go now or you'll be late."

"What? No more words of advice?"

The cupido smiled half heartedly staring at the floor. "No…you should be able to handle this one alone."

He didn't plan to watch. Seriously, he tried everything to distract him, but Coop couldn't help it.

Something drew him there. No, not something.

He knew exactly what it was. After all he was a professional.

Coop was hiding behind a pillar in a corner and watched how Phoebe laughed about something Michael had said.

She seemed to enjoy herself just as it should be.

But his guts were heavy and sadness lingered over his head like a rain cloud.

What a strange night that had been!

Surely it was fun. Michael could be a good laugh if he wanted to, but he had been different from when he gave her the flowers.

Phoebe couldn't point it out, but something disturbed her.

Her intuition told her that Michael wasn't what she was looking for.

She was just about to enter her flat when another thought snuck into her head.

Phoebe turned on the light, but her condo was empty.

So, the young witch took her time to get ready for bed.

She had actually expected Coop to be waiting for her, annoy her about how she had liked the evening and try to reason with her after she told him she wouldn't go on a second date with Michael.

It would have been fun to upset him again.

Phoebe sighed and finally turned off the light.

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it so far.

Feel free to review.=)

I'll put up the other chapters in a few days, it shouldn't take too long.