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Summary: I haven't watched the fifth season yet, so I'm not really sure what's happening except for what I've read. So imagine this, Cole is at the stage where his powers now make him invincible. He's all depressed and trying to kill himself, which he can't manage to do.
A/N: Alright, this was just an idea that came to mind after spending the day reading Cole/Phoebe fics. I'm still not over the fact that Cole has gone, so I guess this is my way of getting over it! Umm. . .I just started school, and being senior and all now (ergh) I probably won't be all that punctual with the updates. Bear with me. . .
Phoebe gripped the steering wheel tightly until her knuckles started to go white. She didn't release it. She was on her way to Cole's apartment to make one last plea with him to come to his senses. Now that he was virtually invincible he was just more of a threat to her and her sisters. If he kept on like he was, they'd have no choice but to find a way to vanquish him for good. And Phoebe prayed to God it wouldn't come to that. She didn't think she had the strength to vanquish him. She pulled into the parking lot and closed her eyes for a second. Finally, she clambered out of the car and made her way upstairs.
The elevator doors opened, and she walked into the apartment. It looked as though it hadn't been cleaned in months. Which, she supposed, it hadn't. She looked around the apartment, but there was no sign of him. Suddenly, as if on cue, he shimmered onto the couch, his head in his hands.
"Cole?" She said quietly. She noticed him jump as he stood and spun around. He noticed her and his expression changed from surprise to what Phoebe recognised as pain. She ignored the pang of guilt gnawing at her. Almost as soon as it came, his expression turned to annoyance.
"What are you doing here?" He asked impatiently. He collapsed back onto the couch. Phoebe walked slowly till she was opposite him, and sat down.
"I need to talk to you." She said. Cole laughed bitterly, and Phoebe looked away. "Cole-" She started.
He put up his hand. "Don't Phoebe." He stood up and made his way to the window, swaying slightly. Realisation hit Phoebe.
"Are you drunk?" She asked surprised. Cole turned his gaze to meet hers. She noticed him clench his jaw.
"Do you care?" He retorted coldly as he turned back to the window.
"What happened to you, Cole?" She asked quietly. Cole shook his head slowly.
"You don't get it, do you?" He said turning back towards her. "You happened to me. You broke me Phoebe. You may not have meant to, but you did. Now I'm at that point in my life, for the first time since I came into existence, where I don't want to be alive. Ever felt like that Phoebe?" He asked walking towards her.
"You're not the only one fighting to get passed this relationship." Phoebe said stepping back as he approached. Cole laughed.
"Sure, you're having such a hard time." He said resentfully, stopping inches away from her. Phoebe looked up into his eyes, hardly able to recognise the look in them. She looked away.
"Cole, you're scaring me." Phoebe said slowly. She tried to move, but he grabbed her arm. She wrenched her arm free, swiped up a letter opener from the coffee table and spun around, the letter opener pointing threateningly at Cole. "Stop it. Why are you doing this?" She asked him, tears threatening to spill for the first time in months. Cole stepped forward.
"Do it. Put us both out of our misery, Phoebe, do it!" He shouted. Phoebe's hand shook as she fought to maintain her balance. She hardly had time to think before Cole grabbed her wrist with both hands. She tried to yank her hand free but his grip was too strong. She gasped as he forced the letter opener into his chest, gasping for breath. He shook his head in defeat as he released her hand and the opener, and stepped back. He wrenched the opener from his torso and threw it to the ground, and Phoebe watched as the stab wound healed itself. She felt tears flow down her cheek.
Cole looked up at her, his face cloaked in pain. Phoebe was shocked to see tears welling up in his eyes. "You shouldn't be here." He said turning away. "Go. . ."
"Cole, I'm here if you need me. . ." She said. Cole turned around.
"I can't. . ." He shook his head. "Every time I see you it reminds me of what I screwed up. What I lost. . ." He paused.
"I want to help you." She said quietly.
"Why? So it will give you peace of mind? I don't want to be helped. I just want the pain to end-" He stopped as if he suddenly realised something, and quickly made his way to the bedroom. Confused, Phoebe followed him. She found him throwing his belongings into a suitcase.
"What-" She paused. Cole looked up at her.
"It's better this way. I'll be out of your life, and you can move on. I have nothing here for me anymore." He threw in the last of his things and closed the suitcase.
"I don't want you to go." She said quietly. Cole made a small smile.
"I have to, for both of us." He stepped forward and wiped her tears away with his thumb. "I'll always love you. . ." He whispered. With that, he shimmered away, leaving a speechless Phoebe alone in the room. Phoebe wiped away what tears remained and exited the apartment, knowing that despite everything, she would always love him too.
Okay, I was thinking of carrying on with this story. But I might just leave it as one chapter. . .I'm not sure. Anyway, review and tell me what you thought. I'll accept flames.
Summary: I haven't watched the fifth season yet, so I'm not really sure what's happening except for what I've read. So imagine this, Cole is at the stage where his powers now make him invincible. He's all depressed and trying to kill himself, which he can't manage to do.
A/N: Alright, this was just an idea that came to mind after spending the day reading Cole/Phoebe fics. I'm still not over the fact that Cole has gone, so I guess this is my way of getting over it! Umm. . .I just started school, and being senior and all now (ergh) I probably won't be all that punctual with the updates. Bear with me. . .
Phoebe gripped the steering wheel tightly until her knuckles started to go white. She didn't release it. She was on her way to Cole's apartment to make one last plea with him to come to his senses. Now that he was virtually invincible he was just more of a threat to her and her sisters. If he kept on like he was, they'd have no choice but to find a way to vanquish him for good. And Phoebe prayed to God it wouldn't come to that. She didn't think she had the strength to vanquish him. She pulled into the parking lot and closed her eyes for a second. Finally, she clambered out of the car and made her way upstairs.
The elevator doors opened, and she walked into the apartment. It looked as though it hadn't been cleaned in months. Which, she supposed, it hadn't. She looked around the apartment, but there was no sign of him. Suddenly, as if on cue, he shimmered onto the couch, his head in his hands.
"Cole?" She said quietly. She noticed him jump as he stood and spun around. He noticed her and his expression changed from surprise to what Phoebe recognised as pain. She ignored the pang of guilt gnawing at her. Almost as soon as it came, his expression turned to annoyance.
"What are you doing here?" He asked impatiently. He collapsed back onto the couch. Phoebe walked slowly till she was opposite him, and sat down.
"I need to talk to you." She said. Cole laughed bitterly, and Phoebe looked away. "Cole-" She started.
He put up his hand. "Don't Phoebe." He stood up and made his way to the window, swaying slightly. Realisation hit Phoebe.
"Are you drunk?" She asked surprised. Cole turned his gaze to meet hers. She noticed him clench his jaw.
"Do you care?" He retorted coldly as he turned back to the window.
"What happened to you, Cole?" She asked quietly. Cole shook his head slowly.
"You don't get it, do you?" He said turning back towards her. "You happened to me. You broke me Phoebe. You may not have meant to, but you did. Now I'm at that point in my life, for the first time since I came into existence, where I don't want to be alive. Ever felt like that Phoebe?" He asked walking towards her.
"You're not the only one fighting to get passed this relationship." Phoebe said stepping back as he approached. Cole laughed.
"Sure, you're having such a hard time." He said resentfully, stopping inches away from her. Phoebe looked up into his eyes, hardly able to recognise the look in them. She looked away.
"Cole, you're scaring me." Phoebe said slowly. She tried to move, but he grabbed her arm. She wrenched her arm free, swiped up a letter opener from the coffee table and spun around, the letter opener pointing threateningly at Cole. "Stop it. Why are you doing this?" She asked him, tears threatening to spill for the first time in months. Cole stepped forward.
"Do it. Put us both out of our misery, Phoebe, do it!" He shouted. Phoebe's hand shook as she fought to maintain her balance. She hardly had time to think before Cole grabbed her wrist with both hands. She tried to yank her hand free but his grip was too strong. She gasped as he forced the letter opener into his chest, gasping for breath. He shook his head in defeat as he released her hand and the opener, and stepped back. He wrenched the opener from his torso and threw it to the ground, and Phoebe watched as the stab wound healed itself. She felt tears flow down her cheek.
Cole looked up at her, his face cloaked in pain. Phoebe was shocked to see tears welling up in his eyes. "You shouldn't be here." He said turning away. "Go. . ."
"Cole, I'm here if you need me. . ." She said. Cole turned around.
"I can't. . ." He shook his head. "Every time I see you it reminds me of what I screwed up. What I lost. . ." He paused.
"I want to help you." She said quietly.
"Why? So it will give you peace of mind? I don't want to be helped. I just want the pain to end-" He stopped as if he suddenly realised something, and quickly made his way to the bedroom. Confused, Phoebe followed him. She found him throwing his belongings into a suitcase.
"What-" She paused. Cole looked up at her.
"It's better this way. I'll be out of your life, and you can move on. I have nothing here for me anymore." He threw in the last of his things and closed the suitcase.
"I don't want you to go." She said quietly. Cole made a small smile.
"I have to, for both of us." He stepped forward and wiped her tears away with his thumb. "I'll always love you. . ." He whispered. With that, he shimmered away, leaving a speechless Phoebe alone in the room. Phoebe wiped away what tears remained and exited the apartment, knowing that despite everything, she would always love him too.
Okay, I was thinking of carrying on with this story. But I might just leave it as one chapter. . .I'm not sure. Anyway, review and tell me what you thought. I'll accept flames.