CHARMY TEETH

YOU SHOULD SERIOUSLY READ THIS TO AVOID UNNECESSARY CONFUSION!!!! --- This is from A Witches Tale s05e01. Before the story begins Phoebe was trying to file for divorce, but Cole suddenly storms in and the story begins with their conversation outside the judge's office. Many lines are copied straight off, and they will be done so pretty much in the beginning, especially in this first chapter.

The part from True Blood in this story is very AU. You'll understand why later on, I won't spoil it to you!

Please enjoy and review!

Chapter 1: Fight and flight

"You evil bastard! Why didn't you just stay where you belong?" Phoebe says, walking quickly out of the judge's office.

"Wait a minute! I'm not evil," Cole protests, following his wife.

Darryl runs up to them and shouts at Cole:

"Do you have any idea of what you just did to me in there?"

Cole ignores him with a "hold on" and says, almost triumphantly to Phoebe:

"I'm not evil. I'm good."

"You're good at crushing my every hope and dream!" Phoebe almost yells at him.

"Well I'm going to make up for that."

Someone snickers behind her. She twirls around and sees a tall, blond guy casually walking toward them.

"Aren't you being a little melodramatic?" he says to her.

"And who are you?" Darryl requires to know before Phoebe has opened her mouth.

"Eric," Cole says, his eyes becoming splinters.

"Belthazor," Eric greets him just as casually as before.

Phoebe and Darryl looks at one from another.

"And trust me, Phoebe, he's not good. He's evil," Eric says to her.

"Excuse me. Who are you, and how do you know my name?" she says, letting the irritation simmer toward him instead of her husband.

"Do you have anything to do with him?" Darryl says to Eric, pointing angrily at Cole. Eric looks back at him and shrugs. Darryl turns to Cole again and says:

"You know what? I should arrest you on principle!"

Cole sighs and twists his hand a little. Both Darryl and the stranger turns into water coolers. Phoebe catches her breath and stares at the coolers in shock.

"Wh-What?" she stutters in a gasp.

"Too many people talking at once. Got annoying."

"You see, Cole, this is exactly what I'm talking about. Good people don't turn other people into water coolers," Phoebe says, still shocked but gains more and more strength along with her anger and frustration. "And who is this guy?" Phoebe points at one of the water coolers.

Cole rolls his eyes.

"He's just an old acquaintance."

"An old acquaintance? An old acquaintance! You're kidding me! What kind of demon is he? Is he your, so called, new companion or something?"

"Phoebe," Cole says, getting an amused glimpse in his eyes, "you're ranting."

"Go to hell," Phoebe almost spits out.

"I was just there. I didn't mean to stay so long, I just needed enough power to execute-"

"-Execute who? Huh? Execute who?"

"My plan," he smiles – not superiorly, but rather impatiently. "I'm here to redeem myself," he continues almost proudly.

"You better be careful," she says and turns around and walks slowly while she talks, "you are stepping down a very dangerous road right now."

"I'm already on it. I've got my job back at the law firm. I'm going to use my powers to help people," Cole tells her and puts his arm around the water cooler Darryl. "Make up for my past. In time you'll see we're meant to be together."

Phoebe quickly turns around in aggravation.

"Cole, if you say that again, I swear I'll scream," she says and then takes a breath to continue, "I want you out of my life."

"I'll keep my distance... But I'm not going away," he says and Phoebe turns around again, as if she can't stand to even look at him. "My love for you hasn't changed," he says seriously and begins walking toward her. "It kept me alive in the wasteland, and led me back to you."

There's a letter opener on a desk in front of her, which she grabs hold of, swings around and sticks it right in front of his face.

"You won't use that," Cole says calmly, but with threat in his eyes. "I know you still love me, on some level deep inside," he continues and grabs confidently a hold of the sharp object.

Phoebe decides to prove him wrong and slits his hand. Blood splatters across the room and lands on some paper work.

"You are seriously mistaken if you think I still love you in any way," she whispers.

"I wasn't expecting a warm welcome, but don't you think this is a little extreme?" Cole says, looking at his tattered hand, which heals itself in front of their eyes.

"No," Phoebe whispers, not at what he said, but what happened to his hand.

The blood splatter on the paper starts sizzle and boil, she looks at it and Cole reads the alarm in her face.

"Wait," he says.

"You stay away from me! Whatever you are!" Phoebe shouts and runs away.

Cole sighs a long sigh and then turns Darryl and Eric back into flesh and blood.

"What happened? Where's Phoebe?" Darryl says.

"She ran off," Cole sighs again.

"You're lucky that's all she did," Darryl says close to his face before he walks away.

Eric almost smiles at Cole, who looks sad, and puts a hand on his shoulder.

"Give her up," he says.

"Since when did I ask you for advice?" Cole mutters.

"Because I've rewritten history," Eric continues smugly.

"What?"

"I took care of the sea hag so Phoebe won't express her love for you. Not that it would've changed much," Eric tells him while opening the window. He jumps out before Cole has got time to react.

The reaction comes out in the form of a roar before he disappears.