Title: The Two Faces Of Phoebe
Author: Wicked R
Disclaimers: the universe and characters are the property of the WB. I'm using them for fun only.
Rating: PG.
Genre: Angst
Summary/Set: beginning of season 7. Old Phoebe comes back from the future.
Pairing: Cole/Phoebe
Phoebe was up in the attic tidying up. With statistically 1.12 demons being fought in their house every day, as Chris recited from the tourist guide for the museum their house will turn into in the future, the place always looked like a crime scene. She turned the table back up when she heard a little bang, just like when a potion explodes.
"So you wanna know how do you turn into a bitter old lady like me?"
Phoebe recognised her own old self, the one she once conjured from the future to help her decide whether she should marry Cole, "as if you give good advice! How'd you get here? I didn't cast a spell, I believe."
"No, but I did. I came back because I don't want you to make the same mistakes I made."
"What mistakes?"
"About Cole."
"I think you came back the wrong year. Cole is dead."
"No he isn't. You think Paige vanquished him in a alternate reality? It doesn't work like that. An alternate reality is just that, an alternate reality. No, he left, because he understood that you would not give in. But in two month from now, you'll get a message from a coroner in Chicago to go and identify your ex husband's body. The cause of death will be alcohol poisoning. He will die alone, in a run down alley. And he will die human. You'll find out he gradually lost the powers he picked up in the waste land. But after all the rejection he got from you, he never came back to try his luck when he became human once more…" The old Phoebe's image started fading.
"What are you doing? How do I find him?"
"You will," old Phoebe smiled, "the spell for bringing me back was meant to play itself out when I manage to convince you to help him…" she disappeared the way she came.
The End.