Notes; Originally meant to be a One-Shot, but I let my creative mind carry me away once again. Not sure yet how long this story is going to be, but it will be mainly Cole, Cole/Phoebe centered. Hope you like it!
Summary; Cole has made a decision. He is going to leave San Francisco and Phoebe forever. He strips himself of his powers and gets on his plane to New York, but he ends up getting more than he bargained for. Cole Phoebe/Cole centered. Set in series 5.
Disclaimer; Don't own it obviously, just the plotline!
Here without you.
''A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your
pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at
this the same
All the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreamin' of
your face''
Cole Turner sighed as he let his large tanned hand run down the dark curtains of his bedroom. The raindrops that fell from the darkened sky ticked hard against the window with some help of the hard wind outside. He watched the raindrops leave a watery trail down the window, colliding with one another. The weather suited his mood, sad and dark.
That's how he felt.
He had made a difficult decision, he would leave town. Tonight.
It was better for Phoebe and probably better for him too, at least he
wouldn't be so close around her anymore.
Maybe that would stop
the aching in his body to fade to her and to kiss her, to hold her in
his arms. But she didn't want him anymore.
He had betrayed her and hurt her, he had broken her heart. He couldn't blame her for hating him, after all he hated himself too and he could understand that she didn't want to give him a second chance. The thing was, thought, that he didn't want to admit that. Cole licked his dry lips and let go of the curtains. He turned around, facing the empty bed. Months ago Phoebe would have been there at this time. Her small frame covered by the heavy covers, her chest rising and falling. He could almost hear her breathing, but she wasn't there. He walked towards the bed slowly, his shoes making a squeeky noise on the wooden floor. He hated that noise, but he didn't bother to take his shoes off either.
His suitcase was placed on the bed. A large, leather brown suitcase. It was open and only half-packed.
I probably won't even have enough space in that thing. Cole thought to himself, making his was over to the drawers. He pulled the top drawer out and collected a few more of his shirts. The nicest and most expensive ones, he would leave the ones he didn't like here. Or maybe he could give them to the Good Will, at least he'd be doing something good. Cole placed 4 more shirts on top of his other clothes in the suitcase and once again walked over to his drawers. He closed the top drawer and pulled another one out, raising an eyebrow when something shiny caught his attention. His large hand moved some socks and underwear and he noticed that it was a picture frame with a golden coloured rim. He picked it up and smiled slightly to himself. The frame held a picture of him and Phoebe.
''I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely
mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the
time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my
dreams
And tonight, there's only you
and me''
It was obviously a few years old,
because Phoebe still had her dark-blonde hair in the picure and they
looked happy.
In love.
Phoebe was smiling into the camera and Cole had wrapped his arms protectively around her waist, holding her close to his own body. He wasn't looking into the camera, but at Phoebe with a wide grin plastered to his face. Cole let his teeth bite down on his lower lip, remembering those good times. They had had such great times together, before he had proposed to her and before he had become the Source of all things Evil. He ran his tall finger along the outline of the picture sighing slightly. He missed her, god he missed her so much. He missed watching her sleep, sometimes he'd wake up in the middle of the night to just watch her sleep. And he missed holding her, talking with her. He missed everything about her, except for her sister Paige maybe. But he knew better than to blame Paige for his and Phoebe's break up. It wasn't Paige's fault, she had simply been the only one who didn't trust him. And she had been right as well, she had enough reasons not to trust him. After all she only wanted what was best for Phoebe.
He took some boxers and socks out of the drawer and put them in his suitcase. Then he carefully wrapped the picure frame in one of his shirts and placed the small bundle in the suitcase as well. Okay. I think I have everything now. He raised his hands and put them on top of the suitcase, pushing down the lid. He heard a small, soft click, the suitcase letting him know that it was closed. Tonight he'd leave for New York, where he had found a job as a laywer at the firm 'Hugh, Nicholson and Potts'. Maybe 'Hugh, Nicholson, Potts and Turner' in a while. That didn't sound too bad.
And he would make sure he didn't use his powers next time, because he would strip them tonight. Paige had convinced him to do it, claiming that his life would be much easier and he wouldn't get tempted to fade to the Manor when he wanted to see Phoebe. She had told him that Phoebe needed time without him, and with time she meant forever. Phoebe didn't want to see him anymore and no matter how hard he would try he would not be able to make up for his past. Paige's words those were, harsh and rude, but the truth. He knew it was. He turned on his heels, making his way out of the bedroom into the semi-lit livingroom.
It was quiet and only the sound of the rain ticking against the window was heard.
''The miles just keep rolling
As the people leave their way
to say hello
I've heard this life is
overrated
But I hope that it gets better
as we go''
Cole walked over to the couch and the small table that was stood next to it. Two small vials stood on top of it, each filled with a different coloured liquid. The one on the right side was filled with a red liquid, the one on the other side with a dark green liquid. Paige had made two potions, one for to strip him of his powers and one to clear his memory. To make him forget about Phoebe so that he could move on without missing her. Impossible, but he guessed that Paige knew how to make potions, in fact she had become better at it than Piper, or Prue for that matter. He extended his hand and picked the vial with the red liquid up, the power stripping potion.
He lifted the vial up, holding it into the light and watched the dark liquid move in the small glass. Could he trust her? He shook his head. Of course he could, even though Paige hated him it wouldn't be in her intentions to poison him secretly, without Phoebe knowing. And even if Phoebe did know, he was sure that she would warn him. Right. So here goes nothing. He took the small cork between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it out of the vial.
A strong, bitter aroma filled his nostrils.
I hope it doesn't taste as
bad as it smells. He stuck the cork into his pocket and lifted
the vial to his lips slowly, wrinkling his nose at the bad smell that
made his eyes tear. Disgusting. He thought to himself before
pouring the dark liquid into his mouth.
He let the bitter taste
spread over his tongue before swallowing the small amount of liquid,
pulling a face. His throat became dry and the bitter taste lingered
in his mouth.
For a moment nothing happened.
Then Cole cringed and started to cough, feeling his knees buckle and they hit the floor beneath him. His throat constricted and Cole struggled to breathe, his hand clutching his stomach. He fell to the floor and through his eyelashes he could see a vague shadow float above his body and it eventually disappeared. The moment the shadow had left his body he felt his throat become wider again and he took several long, deep breaths. His chest was still heaving from the effects of the potion and he felt exhausted. What kind of potion was that? He sat up, looking around the room. It was quiet again, except for the rain that was still hitting the window. Maybe even harder than before he had taken that potion. He held out his hand, focusing on his palm and trying to work up an energyball. Nothing happened.
The potion had worked like Paige had predicted. He slowly got to his feet and closed his eyes, trying to fade out. Trying to fade to his bedroom, but when he re-opened his eyes he was still standing in the middle of his livingroom.
''I'm here without you baby
But
you're still on my lonely mind
I
think about you baby
and
I dream about you all the time
I'm
here without you baby
But
you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl, there's only you and me''
His powers were gone. Finally gone, he was mortal again. An idea came into his mind, he could go to Phoebe and prove to her that he was good know, but he quickly shook it off. Not a good idea, Phoebe would probably kill him if she knew that he wasn't invincible anymore. He made his way over to the couch and picked up the other vial, the one that was filled with the green liquid. He looked at it, biting his lip. Should he take this one too? True, he would forget about Phoebe and all his heartache would go away. But then again, she was the one who had taught him to love. Before he met her he knew nothing about love, passion or desire. Passion for killing maybe, but not passion for that certain someone.
For Phoebe.
She was, and would always be, the love of his life. No matter what happened. Cole shook his head firmly, he wasn't going to take this potion. Who did Paige think he was? Why would he want to forget about Phoebe? He tightened his grip on the potion and the thin glass broke in his hand by his strength. The green liquid poured through his fingers onto the carpet and he could feel the stings of the broken glass pieces in his hand. ''Damn it.'' He cursed, his first words since a few days. His voice was hoarse and rough, worn with fatigue. He opened his hand, some pieces of glass falling to the floor and pulled a face when he saw that his palm was bleeding.
He waited for the cuts to heal, but that didn't happen and Cole rolled his oceanic blue eyes. Right, he wasn't self-healing anymore.
He had to start being more careful.
Cole walked out of the livingroom and made his way over to his small kitchen. When he reached the sink, he carefully pulled the remaining pieces of glass out of his hand and he turned the tap on. Cole extended his hand and rinsed it underneath the clear, cold water.
He rinsed the blood away, flinching slightly when the cuts started to sting. ''I hate being mortal already.'' He muttered to himself, turning the tap of and grabbing a towel. He wrapped it around his injured hand and he turned around, glancing at the clock that was hanging on the wall. 8:00pm. It was almost time to go, his plane would leave at 10.
His plane, Cole couldn't remember the last time he hda travelled with a plane. Usually he would just shimmer to the other side of America within several seconds. He turned on his heels and walked out of the kitchen, the towel still wrapped around his hand.
''Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It
gets hard but it won't take away my love
And
when the last one falls
when
it's all said and done
It
gets hard but it won't take away my love''
Cole looked around his bedroom after pulling his bag over his broad shoulder. Did he have everything? It looked like it. It didn't really matter if he'd forget something anyway, he could always buy new stuff in New York. He sighed deeply and picked his suitcase up and walked into the livingroom. There he picked his ticket up and put it in the pocket of his jacket. One ticket to New York. Here I go. He used his free hand to push the button from the elevator and waited until it arrived, glancing at his watch. He would be on time. Ding. The elevator said when it arrived and the doors slowly slid open. Cole bit his lip and stepped inside. He turned around to look at his apartment one last time before the door closed. He had no idea what was going to happen or what the future held for him, but he would find out soon enough.
''I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely
mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the
time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my
dreams
but tonight girl, there's only
you and me''
TBC...
Notes; Keep checking back to see what happens next! Review to let me know what you think. Good start? Ciao xx