The adventure contines in book 2 of the Satan Series. Ok here you go . reviews are always good no matter what.. I like coming home to them. and the more reviews I get. the faster we will post. hehe

Again the was co-write with my dera frined Maineiac.

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The sun danced across the water of the Caribbean, causing it too sparkle like a million diamonds. Standing on the shore, the beauty before him was wasted as his thoughts once again returned to his one love, the woman who, just by being, had changed his life in ways he would never have thought possible.

He thought back on the last time he had seen her, right before they had left on their vacation. The laughing eyes, the gentle voice, the sweet taste of her kiss, he needed all of them, without her, his life would be empty.

Standing on the deserted beach, he felt the presence of someone else approaching. Stopping beside him, the man who used to be his enemy, but, now, through the love of a witch was his closest ally in his search.

Placing his hand on the whitelighters shoulder, Cole gave it a squeeze of reassurance, knowing that their thoughts were the same.

"We will find them," he said, "they are alive, and waiting for us."

"Its the not knowing," Leo said, never taking his eye's of the sea, "I don't know how much longer I can take it before I go crazy."

"Did they have anything to say?" Cole asked, pointing skyward.

"No, they still can't find them either, its like they just vanished from the face of the earth."

"How is that possible? How can they lose track like that?" Cole asked. "Even the Source can't track them."

Leo looked at Cole when he said that, wondering how he could know that. The last three weeks had been filled with worry and searching, the two had been together almost constantly. Somehow, Cole was still able to shimmer in and out of the underworld, gleaming what info he could.

On his last talk with the Elders, Leo had learned that things where starting to get bad, as the demons and warlocks learned about the Charmed One's disappearance, using the chance to wreck havoc. The number of deaths attributed to them, almost doubling in the last week.

"Leo?" Cole said, breaking his train of thought. "Are you ready to go, the boat is restocked."

Reaching out one last time, Leo tried to feel his wife or her sisters, but once again he could not sense them.

"Yes," he said wearily, turning and heading for the waiting taxi. Opening the door, he paused, turning back to look once more out over the still waters.

"Hold on my love, we're coming." he said, casting his thoughts out over the sea.

The sun was just starting to set as Cole released the anchor into the shallow waters off the island shore, as Leo prepared the dingy, eager to search for any sign of the missing sisters.

Climbing into the small raft, Cole silently cursed their inability to travel by magical means; least the various demons searching for them sensed them. On the large cabin cruiser they were using, he could forget the way his stomach rebelled, leaving him feeling sick for what seemed like hours. Turning, he took the duffel bag of supply's, they always took when they searched an island, from Leo, placing it securely in the center of the small craft.

"Can you feel anything?" he asked the whitelighter as he took a seat, holding on to the rope running down the rafts side.

"No, but then again, with all the strangeness in this area, I'm not sure I would."

"I haven't felt any demons in the last few hours either," Cole said, "do you think they'e given up?"

"I don't know? It could just be the energy the Elders warned us about, interfering with our powers."

"And what happens if we run into trouble? Or what if we find them and they need your special kind of help?"

"Let's just worry about that if it comes up." Leo told him, starting the powerful motor, turning the raft towards land.

As they neared the shore, the surf got choppy, tossing the raft about in the crashing waves. Somehow Leo managed to keep them from capsizing, as he drove towards the shore, thoughts of his wife filling his head.

Cole spent the trip gripping the rope, too miserable to think. His one goal: to make it to land without getting sick.

Upon landing, Cole made his way to a near by group of tree's, staying in the shade, waiting for his stomach to settle while Leo went about setting up their camp for the night.

"Cole?" Leo said when he was finished, "I'm going to take a quick look around before the light fades completely, will you be alright till I return?"

Not trusting his voice, Cole just gave a wave of his hand, giving into the urge to sleep. As he drifted off, he thought he could hear a voice, calling to him, but it was no one he recognized.

"Cole Turner, I have been searching for you."