Chapter 2
That is simply impossible, why is this guy never dead, this thoughts passed Paige's head, when she drove to the Halliwell Manor, as fast as possible. It bordered on the miraculous, that she reached the house without causing an accident. She rushed into the house and looked for Piper, who was in the kitchen. "You won't believe it, but I just met a ghost." Paige breathlessly told her sister.
"What do you mean?" Piper asked astonished.
Paige looked around "Is Phoebe there?" she remembered.
Her sister looked at her alarmed."Yes, she is upstairs. She wants to go to a charity ball with Philip tonight. Why? Is a new demon in town? Oh, she won't like it."
"I won't call him new." Paige muttered, when Phoebe came downstairs.
"What do I look like?" she asked.
"Phoebe, perhaps you could forget the charity ball, Paige already wanted to tell us about a new ..."
"Cafe" Paige interrupted her. "I wanted to tell you about a new cafe, which opened today. But it isn't so good that we have to go there today. You can go to your charity ball, if you want, no problem."
Piper looked over to her sister irritated. But to be at the safe side, she didn't say a word.
"Okay, fine. It isn't the greatest pleasure for me to go there, but this ball is very important for Philip. His boss will be there and all this boring important people. I don't know, why this people always must be so uninteresting." Phoebe pulled a face.
"And what happened to you, what dress do you wear?" Paige asked and looked at the simple black high-necked evening dress.
"It's a charity ball, you know and that means for Philip, don't make a bad impression. He thinks that dress is proper for a grown-up woman, like me." Phoebe laughed.
"Okay, from his point of view. But this dress isn't just like you."
"I know but perhaps my wild times are finally over, so sweeties, have a nice evening, I'll wait outside the door, you know...."
"Yes, we know, inside it's too disorganized for Philip. So what, have a lot of fun tonight."
The three listened that a car drove up in front of the house and Phoebe slipped through the door.
"Mm" Piper said and shook her head. "Nothing will come out of this two."
"Yes unfortunately." Paige agreed. But then she remembered her experience in the cafe and she added. "Perhaps we should help a little bit."
"Why that? That is simply and solely Phoebes business. I really want to keep out of her love life." Piper said. "Perhaps you'll change your mind, when you have listened of my extraordinary encounter today."
"Start to tell me. As it seems you wanted to get rid of Phoebe, so she's gone. What has happened?" Piper looked at her sister curiously and nervously.
"You better sit down, I also don't understand it, perhaps I had a hallucination. But today in the cafe, I suddenly was faced with Cole." Paige said apologetically.
"Cole?" Piper asked surprised. "But that's impossible. He is dead for more than a year. Or did I understand anything wrong?"
"No, you are right, but perhaps dead doesn't mean a lot, we are talking about Cole."
"Oh, my god, that can't be true, are you really sure? What did he say?" Piper didn't want to imagine what it could mean, when he was still alive. How dangerous it could be for her family.
"It was really strange. He was pretending, that he didn't know me. He driveled that he has a loss of memory, or something like that. I was so shocked that I didn't listen very carefully. I was scared."
"Amnesia, he really meant it, or did he want to play a demonic game?" Piper asked.
"I really don't know. I also can't tell you that it was really Cole by hundred percent. I mean it is said, that every human has a double, perhaps every demon, too." Paige said doubting.
"I don't know, that would be too good to be true. But amnesia ..." they looked at each other.
"We have to find out what's behind it, Paige. Before Phoebe will find something out about it."
"Or she'll run into him" Paige took the note she had put in her pocket. "He gave me this piece of paper, so I can call him, when I remember something." she told Piper in an ironical tone.
Piper took the paper and started to read. "Kevin Torrens" she said. "An address and a phone number." "Do you know Cole's handwriting?" Paige asked her.
"What are you thinking about? How should I know his handwriting?"
"I just thought it could be possible. Hadn't he written a letter to Phoebe?" she considered. "Yes," she remembered "when he died as the Source he left a letter."
"I won't rummage in Phoebes belongings only to compare the handwritings." Paige answered furious.
"No you'll have to grasp the nettle. You'll meet him again." She could see Paige's opinion about this proposal.
"You have to sound him off about what he really knows and what he wants. You simply have to find out who he really is."
"Wonderful, that could be dangerous."
"Not when you'll met him on a public place with a lot of people around, nothing will happen then. But if it's really Cole and he has really lost his memory. Don't give him a clue for recovering." Piper urged her sister.
"Do you really think that is necessary? I mean perhaps we still have something of this vanquishing potion, we could use it and ..."
"And if it's really anybody else?"
"Nothing will happen, he won't die."
"Sorry Paige, but the potion is out. And I am really curious what it's all about. Why and how does he survive. Aren't you interested in it?"
"Okay, give me the phone ..."
At the same time on the other side of San Francisco, Kevin went into the kitchen of Helens and Peters apartment. "What a nice smell, did you cook yourself?"
"What are you talking about. I bought it from the Italian restaurant around the corner. At the moment I really don't have any time or desire for cooking." Helen laughed. "And remember, Peter is the cook here." She took the plates and went to the living room, where Peter was already sitting. Kevin followed her.
When they had already started to eat, Peter remembered. "Did Kevin already tell you about his crazy meeting today, Helen"
"What meeting?" she asked and looked curiously at Kevin.
He wasn't keen on talking about it and looked above. But then he finally told Helen the story about the woman in the cafe.
"And she simply ran away?" Helen asked surprised.
"Yes his charm didn't work, it was really hard for him." Peter told sneering.
"Very funny, but no, to be serious, if I am really this Carl, she won't be very impressed to see me again." "Cole, she called you Cole, not Carl." Peter meant.
"Cole or Carl, that doesn't make any difference. She knows something about me. And I'll find out what it is." Kevin told them self-satisfied and fold his arms.
"Do you know her name or her address?" Helen asked.
"No, but she knows mine and she'll call." he said.
Helen and Peter looked at each other suspiciously. "Okay, when you say that."
Kevin noticed that they didn't believe that the woman would call. And he had his doubts, too, but he wouldn't tell them. He know that it would border on the miraculous, if she called. But he didn't want to give up his hope. He finally found a small piece that could help him to get back his memory and he didn't want to loose it again. And if he had to search for the woman in the whole town, he would do it, he thought.
"Perhaps it would be better, if she didn't call." Peter mentioned. "I mean do you really want to be this guy, the young woman hates so much? Have you seen her eyes?" he asked.
"You don't understand it. It's driving you spare, that you don't know who you are. Even if I did anything bad to this woman in former times, I would like to know it. The reality can't be worse than the horror stories about my past I think up sometimes." he told them convinced.
"Sure, you are right. And like we know you from the last year, there won't be any worse revelations about you." Helen said.
"Oh, I could imagine a lot," Peter mentioned with a smile.
"Yes? And what?"
Peter didn't have to answer, because in this moment Kevins handy was ringing. He took it from the table and answered the phone. "Hello?"
It was a young woman, who called, and her name was Paige.
"Paige?" Kevin asked.
"Yes" she answered annoyed. "The woman from the cafe, you gave me your telephone number, do you remember?"She couldn't believe that this idiot didn't know who she was.
"Yes, of course, I am really glad to hear from you. I feared you wouldn't call. Thanks again, I even didn't know your name.."
"Yeah, it's okay," Paige interrupted him. "I don't know why, but I think I owe it to you to meet you again. We could have breakfast together, what's about tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock?" She wanted to get the date over and done as soon as possible."Does that suit you?" she added.
"Yes, no problem, I can arrange it." he said surprised.
"Okay until tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock in the same cafe as today."
Before Kevin could answer, she already had hanged up. Still surprised he listened to the noise in the phone. That was really strange, he thought. With a gloating look at his friends, he told them "I already told you, that she would call. We'll meet tomorrow morning."
That is simply impossible, why is this guy never dead, this thoughts passed Paige's head, when she drove to the Halliwell Manor, as fast as possible. It bordered on the miraculous, that she reached the house without causing an accident. She rushed into the house and looked for Piper, who was in the kitchen. "You won't believe it, but I just met a ghost." Paige breathlessly told her sister.
"What do you mean?" Piper asked astonished.
Paige looked around "Is Phoebe there?" she remembered.
Her sister looked at her alarmed."Yes, she is upstairs. She wants to go to a charity ball with Philip tonight. Why? Is a new demon in town? Oh, she won't like it."
"I won't call him new." Paige muttered, when Phoebe came downstairs.
"What do I look like?" she asked.
"Phoebe, perhaps you could forget the charity ball, Paige already wanted to tell us about a new ..."
"Cafe" Paige interrupted her. "I wanted to tell you about a new cafe, which opened today. But it isn't so good that we have to go there today. You can go to your charity ball, if you want, no problem."
Piper looked over to her sister irritated. But to be at the safe side, she didn't say a word.
"Okay, fine. It isn't the greatest pleasure for me to go there, but this ball is very important for Philip. His boss will be there and all this boring important people. I don't know, why this people always must be so uninteresting." Phoebe pulled a face.
"And what happened to you, what dress do you wear?" Paige asked and looked at the simple black high-necked evening dress.
"It's a charity ball, you know and that means for Philip, don't make a bad impression. He thinks that dress is proper for a grown-up woman, like me." Phoebe laughed.
"Okay, from his point of view. But this dress isn't just like you."
"I know but perhaps my wild times are finally over, so sweeties, have a nice evening, I'll wait outside the door, you know...."
"Yes, we know, inside it's too disorganized for Philip. So what, have a lot of fun tonight."
The three listened that a car drove up in front of the house and Phoebe slipped through the door.
"Mm" Piper said and shook her head. "Nothing will come out of this two."
"Yes unfortunately." Paige agreed. But then she remembered her experience in the cafe and she added. "Perhaps we should help a little bit."
"Why that? That is simply and solely Phoebes business. I really want to keep out of her love life." Piper said. "Perhaps you'll change your mind, when you have listened of my extraordinary encounter today."
"Start to tell me. As it seems you wanted to get rid of Phoebe, so she's gone. What has happened?" Piper looked at her sister curiously and nervously.
"You better sit down, I also don't understand it, perhaps I had a hallucination. But today in the cafe, I suddenly was faced with Cole." Paige said apologetically.
"Cole?" Piper asked surprised. "But that's impossible. He is dead for more than a year. Or did I understand anything wrong?"
"No, you are right, but perhaps dead doesn't mean a lot, we are talking about Cole."
"Oh, my god, that can't be true, are you really sure? What did he say?" Piper didn't want to imagine what it could mean, when he was still alive. How dangerous it could be for her family.
"It was really strange. He was pretending, that he didn't know me. He driveled that he has a loss of memory, or something like that. I was so shocked that I didn't listen very carefully. I was scared."
"Amnesia, he really meant it, or did he want to play a demonic game?" Piper asked.
"I really don't know. I also can't tell you that it was really Cole by hundred percent. I mean it is said, that every human has a double, perhaps every demon, too." Paige said doubting.
"I don't know, that would be too good to be true. But amnesia ..." they looked at each other.
"We have to find out what's behind it, Paige. Before Phoebe will find something out about it."
"Or she'll run into him" Paige took the note she had put in her pocket. "He gave me this piece of paper, so I can call him, when I remember something." she told Piper in an ironical tone.
Piper took the paper and started to read. "Kevin Torrens" she said. "An address and a phone number." "Do you know Cole's handwriting?" Paige asked her.
"What are you thinking about? How should I know his handwriting?"
"I just thought it could be possible. Hadn't he written a letter to Phoebe?" she considered. "Yes," she remembered "when he died as the Source he left a letter."
"I won't rummage in Phoebes belongings only to compare the handwritings." Paige answered furious.
"No you'll have to grasp the nettle. You'll meet him again." She could see Paige's opinion about this proposal.
"You have to sound him off about what he really knows and what he wants. You simply have to find out who he really is."
"Wonderful, that could be dangerous."
"Not when you'll met him on a public place with a lot of people around, nothing will happen then. But if it's really Cole and he has really lost his memory. Don't give him a clue for recovering." Piper urged her sister.
"Do you really think that is necessary? I mean perhaps we still have something of this vanquishing potion, we could use it and ..."
"And if it's really anybody else?"
"Nothing will happen, he won't die."
"Sorry Paige, but the potion is out. And I am really curious what it's all about. Why and how does he survive. Aren't you interested in it?"
"Okay, give me the phone ..."
At the same time on the other side of San Francisco, Kevin went into the kitchen of Helens and Peters apartment. "What a nice smell, did you cook yourself?"
"What are you talking about. I bought it from the Italian restaurant around the corner. At the moment I really don't have any time or desire for cooking." Helen laughed. "And remember, Peter is the cook here." She took the plates and went to the living room, where Peter was already sitting. Kevin followed her.
When they had already started to eat, Peter remembered. "Did Kevin already tell you about his crazy meeting today, Helen"
"What meeting?" she asked and looked curiously at Kevin.
He wasn't keen on talking about it and looked above. But then he finally told Helen the story about the woman in the cafe.
"And she simply ran away?" Helen asked surprised.
"Yes his charm didn't work, it was really hard for him." Peter told sneering.
"Very funny, but no, to be serious, if I am really this Carl, she won't be very impressed to see me again." "Cole, she called you Cole, not Carl." Peter meant.
"Cole or Carl, that doesn't make any difference. She knows something about me. And I'll find out what it is." Kevin told them self-satisfied and fold his arms.
"Do you know her name or her address?" Helen asked.
"No, but she knows mine and she'll call." he said.
Helen and Peter looked at each other suspiciously. "Okay, when you say that."
Kevin noticed that they didn't believe that the woman would call. And he had his doubts, too, but he wouldn't tell them. He know that it would border on the miraculous, if she called. But he didn't want to give up his hope. He finally found a small piece that could help him to get back his memory and he didn't want to loose it again. And if he had to search for the woman in the whole town, he would do it, he thought.
"Perhaps it would be better, if she didn't call." Peter mentioned. "I mean do you really want to be this guy, the young woman hates so much? Have you seen her eyes?" he asked.
"You don't understand it. It's driving you spare, that you don't know who you are. Even if I did anything bad to this woman in former times, I would like to know it. The reality can't be worse than the horror stories about my past I think up sometimes." he told them convinced.
"Sure, you are right. And like we know you from the last year, there won't be any worse revelations about you." Helen said.
"Oh, I could imagine a lot," Peter mentioned with a smile.
"Yes? And what?"
Peter didn't have to answer, because in this moment Kevins handy was ringing. He took it from the table and answered the phone. "Hello?"
It was a young woman, who called, and her name was Paige.
"Paige?" Kevin asked.
"Yes" she answered annoyed. "The woman from the cafe, you gave me your telephone number, do you remember?"She couldn't believe that this idiot didn't know who she was.
"Yes, of course, I am really glad to hear from you. I feared you wouldn't call. Thanks again, I even didn't know your name.."
"Yeah, it's okay," Paige interrupted him. "I don't know why, but I think I owe it to you to meet you again. We could have breakfast together, what's about tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock?" She wanted to get the date over and done as soon as possible."Does that suit you?" she added.
"Yes, no problem, I can arrange it." he said surprised.
"Okay until tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock in the same cafe as today."
Before Kevin could answer, she already had hanged up. Still surprised he listened to the noise in the phone. That was really strange, he thought. With a gloating look at his friends, he told them "I already told you, that she would call. We'll meet tomorrow morning."