I don't own Charmed, I wish I did but sadly I don't. This fic is set in season 3, Cole and Phoebe are together and Piper and Leo are together.
Set just after The Good, The Bad and The Cursed!
Please read and review thank you Mwah xxx
Prue stood on the porch of Halliwell manor and gazed out at the rain. She sighed and checked her watch 1.30am. Another sigh. I wish I could sleep. Prue thought. The oldest Halliwell turned and walked back into the house closing the door softly behind her. She didn't see the figure of a man watching her from the shadow of the trees.
Prue rubbed her bare arms as she walked into the kitchen, her fluffy slippers scuffing the cold, tiled floor as she walked. Prue flicked the light on and went to fill the kettle.
A shadow emerged from the door way, walking silently towards her. Prue filled the kettle and turned around, she shrieked and the kettle almost dropped from her hand.
'Phoebe...what the hell are you sneaking up on me for? I could have blasted you through the wall'. Prue said holding her heart which was pumping to hard in her chest.
'Sorry, I couldn't sleep and I fancied a...wait a sec, what are you doing up'? Phoebe asked her sister.
'I couldn't sleep and I fancied a cup of tea'. Prue said smiling.
'Well, you pour and I'll sit'.
Prue smiled as her little sister sat by the table and yawned. She looks so tired Prue thought.
'So Pheb's, what's up? Why are you awake at this ungodly hour'? Prue asked as she poured milk into the waiting mugs.
Phoebe shrugged her shoulders and yawned again.
'I don't know, just cant seen to switch off you know'. Phoebe said sighing.
'Cole trouble'? Prue asked setting the hot tea down in front of her sister.
'Yeah, you know he said that this time would be different, he said no more shimmering out in the middle of the night, and all that. But then I wake up and he's gone Prue. What is that about'? Phoebe almost shouted the last few words.
Prue put her hand on her sisters and smiled at her.
'Well, maybe he had to go. I'm sure he'll be back soon'. Prue said reassured her sister.
'Yeah'. Phoebe laughed sadly.
Prue looked at her, and she felt sad for her little sister. Phoebe looked kinda sad. And Prue hated to see her this way. Wait till I see Cole. Prue thought. He's gunna get it off me.
Phoebe stood up and stretched, picking up her mug.
'I'm gunna go and read for a bit'. She said.
'Ok honey, good night'. Prue stood and gave her sister a hug.
'Night Prue, don't you stay up to late'.
'I wont'.
Prue watched Phoebe head back to bed and looked around the empty kitchen. She shuck her head. All this Cole stuff, she wished she could understand why Phoebe loved him so much. Ok he was a help last a few weeks ago when Phoebe almost died, and he help me save her. Prue thought. She scratched her head and frowned, where did her shimmer off to all the time, Prue wondered. She shrugged and stood taking her empty mug over to the sink.
Prue stopped as she heard a noise behind her. it sounded like a shimmer. Prue tensed and spun round arm raised ready to send the demon flying, she stopped and gasped as she saw Cole standing there. He was covered with blood, he wobbled on his feet and gripped the chair to stop himself from falling.
Prue ran over and Cole put her arm around him to give him support, she helped him sit on the chair.
'Oh my God Cole, what the hell happened'? Prue asked worried.
'Demon...I'm...I'm ok'. Cole said in a whisper.
'You don't look ok, did you get him'?
'Oh yeah I got him'.
'Good, well let me see your wounds'.
'Prue I'm fine really, most of the blood is his'.
Cole looked at Prue's concerned face and smiled.
'Where you worried about me'? He asked in a mocking voice.
Prue blushed and stood up, stepping away from him.
'No'. She said coldly.
'Liar'.
He watched her go to the sink and wet a face cloth. He smiled at her coldness towards him, he like her. And even though she had every reason to hate him, he wished she didn't. Prue knelt down and rubbed some of the blood from the cut on Cole's forehead. He winced.
'Sorry'. Prue said as she dabbed a little gentler.
'That's ok. Thanks'. Cole said looking at her.
'Well can't have you bleeding all over the kitchen can we'. Prue said as she stood up.
'I like your '. Cole said grinning.
Prue felt her face colour again and looked down at her night wear.
'Shut up Cole'. She said but she was smiling too.
'I had better go and clean up'. Cole said as he stood.
'Yeah...Umm...Ok'. Prue stammered.
'Thanks again, and I'll see you in the morning'.
'OK yeah, umm...Good night Cole'.
'Good night Prue'.
She watched him leave the kitchen. Oh my God, what was that? Prue asked herself. He made you blush. No one makes you blush. Must be because I'm tried and all that. Prue thought shrugging off the feeling.
She threw the face cloth into the trash and made her own way up to bed. Suddenly she felt very tried.