Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Charmed, nor do I own anything associated with Charmed. I'm only borrowing them, because I love Charmed. Although I do own any of the story I make up, & all characters I make up.
Summary: Truth Phoebe won't be telling anyone, any time soon.
Author's Note: I'm surprised nobody else has gotten this idea, or at-least if someone has I haven't stumbled upon it.
Review: Please do, as long as it's not flaming, & helpful criticism is as always welcomed.
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Laying in bed at night just having visited Cole's condo to prove that 'Yes, indeed he was really dead, and gone' Phoebe wide awake having to confront truths to herself, truths she would never tell anyone nary a soul. She understood why her alternate self killed Cole, & why she tried to kill Cole several times herself it wasn't out of hatred, it wasn't out of malice, it wasn't even out of vengeance. If truth be told if only on this night alone forever buried afterwards she was trying to free Cole Turner from his love for her. She know she no longer loved Cole Turner, but she also know with absolute certainty that Cole Turner would never give up on his love for her, so it was she was trying to free him the best way she know how...
And if Phoebe Halliwell know of the hell she'd be sentencing Cole Turner she would have found another way. Forever trapped in the void between life & death neither alive or dead, one foot in the grave, one foot out, just like it was for him when he was truly living. Heaven wouldn't take him for being too evil, & the Underworld wouldn't take him for being too good so the only solution the two sides could come up with was the void, & to make him the Halliwells Ferriman for all eternity past, present, & future.