Power Outrage
Season Three
The Charmed Ones, infected by anger, break their bonds as sisters and Phoebe goes to Cole to seek comfort.
As he was opening the door, he almost considered showing her who he was. Almost. But he couldn't do it. The altar door—he felt his dark side rise a little, walked mechanically to grab the knife. He leaned forward, kissed her...he wanted something to remind him of her when he finished the job.
Suddenly, though, she kissed him back, and he felt his human half push down the dark side, just a bit. Her kiss, her touch, brought him back to humanity. To her.
His dark side wasn't having it. He felt himself raise his knife, but as she deepened the kiss, as he tasted her, he remembered what it was like to be with her. What it was like to laugh with her. What it was like to love her. What a sweet, pure heart she had.
He felt her embrace, and suddenly he found he couldn't keep up this pretense anymore. He couldn't hurt her now, not ever. He lowered the knife.
Oof. He couldn't let this kiss go on much longer, because he could already feel his will wasting away with a certain provocation of a certain part of his anatomy. If she kept this up, if she was away from her sisters too long, it would be harder and harder to repair their sisterhood, their link to each other—he knew the demon that infected them suspected that something was up; and he couldn't risk them being unprepared from danger.
He knew, now, that he couldn't kill her, he just couldn't. Her touch reminded him of that, and there was no escaping that now. No matter how evil his dark side got.
He would figure something out, he would make it work between him and Phoebe. But he couldn't kill her.
He was glad to find, though, that he could comfort her. That he could love her.