If I ever would have thought Cole and I would be sleeping together this would not be how I pictured it, not with him bruised and beaten and certainly not with us in hell. "Cole, wake up." I said shaking him gently. "Come on wake up."

"What?" he moaned.

"I brought you breakfast but I have to go back out there." I said and sat down. "So you need to get up and eat."

"When are we going to leave this place?" he asked me.

"Soon but I have to handle some things first," I said. "So please just eat." After he had eaten I left.

Darius wanted to get the marriage over with as soon as possible but no way in hell was I going to let that happen.

"But Darius the wedding was just ruined a day ago can't we at least wait another week." I asked him.

"No we must do it as soon as possible; I shall be king tomorrow and no later." He yelled at me.

"Is there a problem in here Phoebe," my father asked coming in to the room.

"No sir, I was just explaining to your daughter that since everyone was already here that the wedding should be held tomorrow and not a day later." He said smiling at him, bewitching him in his way.

"Were you objecting to this Phoebe, it would be wrong to make the guests wait?" Father told me.

"No father of course not, tomorrow would be perfect." I sighed. I would regret this, I just knew it. I returned to my room quickly to prepare for Cole's departure.

"You have to leave tonight after tomorrow… he'll want to kill you." I explained to him grabbing a crystal.

"Kill me, why?"

"Some macho deal, something about you having my heart and him needing it," I tried to explain.

"I can't leave you here with him," Cole said.

"You have to, you really can't stay." I told him framing his face with my hands.

"I won't have you marry that monster; I won't let you throw your life away." He told me leaning his head against mine.

"Cole you can't make these decisions for me." I sighed, "I know what I'm doing," and turned away.

"But Phoebe this is hell and no matter what you think," he touched my arm. "I know you don't belong here.

"It doesn't change anything Cole," I told him. "It'll get you out of here, it'll save you."

"Maybe I don't want to be saved," he said moving his hand down into mine. "I want you to come with me, to come back with me. Cause I can't leave you here."

"Cole, I can't and no matter what you think this is my home, and my hell." I told him.

"Home is where you make it," Cole smiled. "And I know you wouldn't make it here."

"You want to think that but you don't know what my life has been like." I said turning away. "Being raised by Satan then growing up again in a loving family, knowing that you weren't normal."

"Phoebe you don't have to be normal, no one is. You are perfect as yourself," he told me.

"Cole I'm no where near perfect," I scoffed at the idea.

"You are to me, and I'm not willing to give you up." He told me.

I smiled and turned to face him, "I won't be able to protect you from Darius of my father."

He wrapped his arms around me, "You won't need to protect me, and not once were out of here"

"God sent you to me Cole, I asked him to send me someone and he did." I told him as I rested my head on his chest.

"Sh, you still need to get us out of here." He said his hand stroking my hair. That night I prepared to get us out of there, candle, crystals, herbs, I had it all.

"You ready?" I asked him after securing the circle.

"I'm ready to take you home," he told me.

"Good, I'm almost done." I told him.

"Phoebe I'm glad you're coming with me." He said.

"I am too Cole," I sighed. "I just hope I remember how to do this spell the right way."

"I have faith in you," Cole told me.

"I'm glad someone does," I said as someone knocked on my door.

"Phoebe, I wish to come in. open the door," it was my father.

"Let my dress, I'll be right there." I told him. "Cole we have to do this now." I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the circle. "God of time, God of space, I bid your will with in this place. Take us now to a place so near, take us now for our plea is clear."

Wind whirled around us trying to pull us apart so Cole held me tighter. The wind gathered under us lifting us. I closed my eyes and in the distance I heard my father calling my name, trying to pull me back. As the wind calmed and I felt my feet touch the ground, I opened my eyes. We were back, we were home.

"I did it Cole, we're home." I said excitedly.

"You did, I'm so proud of you." Cole smiled and kissed me lightly.

Suddenly I was very dizzy, "Cole I don't feel so good." I felt like I was going to collapse.

He touched my forehead with his hand, "I'm going to take you back to my place, and have my doctor come in and take a look at you." He said picking me up bridal style and carrying me the rest of the way home.

There the doctor visited me; I was going to be fine for another couple of months.

"So what did he say?" Cole asked walking in and closing the door.

"He said I'm fine. That what happened was normal and," I took a breath. "That I should get an OB."

"You mean you're, but we've never…" he said looking at my stomach.

Placing my hand on my abdomen I said, "I know and I haven't with anyone else, but God Cole were going to have a baby. Do…do you not want this?"

"Phoebe of course I do, just with all that happening, I thought we would have time." He said placing his hand over mine.

"These things, good things they always happen when you least expect it." I told him.

"You're right because this is the best thing that's happen to us so far," he said smiling.

"Just think the child of an angel and the spawn of Satan. Our baby is going to be perfect," I told him dreamily.