A/N: Thank you, all of you, for the reviews. I know, Phoebe is been an idiot. And in this chapter it won't be different (maybe even worse). I hope you'll enjoy this chapter.

Hypnos/Michael was inspired by Greek Mythology.

The darkness is coming

In the Underworld, the Ice Queen looked proudly at her chambers. A room made of ice, in the middle of the Underworld.

"What do you think?", she asked to the wizard, excited about the new decoration.

"My queen froze hell...", the wizard remarked. "Too cold for my tastes, but I have to admit that's amazing".

The queen smiled. "Well, I like it... It's cold like me... Now, tell me. Do you have any news of Hypnos?".

"He's in the human realm, following the witch", he replied.

"Good...", she said quietly.

After came back from Cole's penthouse, Phoebe looked for Piper in her room: "You... That's your fault!", she shouted.

"What are you talking about?", Piper looked at her confused.

"You told me that I did wrong with Cole", Phoebe explained. "So I decided to go after him... I thought that maybe we should talk, you know ...".

"And?", Piper asked enthusiastically.

Phoebe sighed: "When I arrived there, I found him with another woman. They were making out on the couch, can you believe that?".

Piper couldn't help, but laughed: "You're divorced, Phoebe...".

"But he can't do this, Piper! He can't be with someone else!", Phoebe frowned.

"And why not?", Piper asked in surprise.

"Why? Well, there's a perfect explanation for this... I can say...", she gasped.

"I knew it! You're jealous on him!", Piper said, shaking her head.

"I'm not jealous!", Phoebe coughed. "I... I was just trying to help the poor woman".

"Help her? Phoebe, what did you do?", Piper raised an eyebrow.

Phoebe scratched her head, trying to think. "I... Well...".

"Phoebe! Spill it!", Piper crossed her arms.

"I told her that I was Cole's wife and that she should leave his place", Phoebe confessed embarrassed.

Piper rolled her eyes: "I can't believe you... Why did you do this? And don't give me this crap that you're trying to help the woman".

"Fine! I went to his place to talk to him, I wanted to give him, to us, another chance. And I freaked out when I saw that woman there. I don't want anyone else to have him, that's the truth. Are you satisfied? I acted like an idiot because I was jealous!", Phoebe shouted.

"You made your choice, Phoebe. And now you can't stop him to move on with his life", Piper pondered, before left her sister alone with her thoughts.

Dammit, she's right, Phoebe thought.

She went to her bed and tried to sleep. But she tossed and turned all night. She couldn't stop thinking of Cole. I made a mistake giving up on him, she thought.

The next day, Phoebe decided to meet him in the law firm. She wanted to talk to him about what happened in his Penthouse. She didn't act right after all, and he deserved her apologies.

And maybe they could work things out.

"I want to see Cole", she said to his secretary.

"Mr. Turner is in a meeting with a client", the woman explained.

"No problem, I can wait", Phoebe said, sitting on a chair.

Half-hour later, Phoebe still was there, flipping through the pages of a magazine, when Cole finally opened the door.

"Thank you, Mr. Turner", a man said to him, before leaving.

Cole was about to talk something to his secretary, when he noticed Phoebe's presence there: "What are you doing here?", he asked suspiciously.

"We need to talk", Phoebe said calmly.

"We have nothing to talk about...", he said coldly, but Phoebe ignored him and walked into his office: "What are you doing?", he asked stunned.

"I told you: I want to talk to you", she said firmly.

Cole rolled his eyes: "This is not funny!", he said to his secretary.

"I'm sorry Mr. Turner", the woman said, trying to hide her smile.

Cole entered the room and closed the door behind them: "What do you want now?'.

"I want to apologize for the way I acted last night", she said truthfully.

Cole looked at her surprised. He could barely believe that the glorious Phoebe Halliwell was apologizing to him "I'm glad that you noticed your mistake", he said softly.

"I went there to talk about us and things went out of control when I saw you with that woman...", she explained.

"Phoebe... You don't...", Cole started to say something, but she interrupted him.

"Please, I need to say that... I thought that maybe I was too hard on you... I shouldn't leave you alone at the Siren's place. I know that you're just trying to help me, but I was scared, okay?".

"Scared?", Cole frowned.

She took in a deep breath. "Cole, you were the Source! You broke my trust in you and...".

"You still didn't get it, didn't you? It wasn't my fault, my choice", Cole said sadly.

"What are you talking about?", Phoebe raised an eyebrow.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter anymore...", he looked away.

"It matters to me!", Phoebe said firmly.

He glanced at her with pain in his eyes: "The Seer tricked me, Phoebe. When I accepted to take in the Hollow, I didn't know that I would become the Source... It wasn't my choice... It was...".

"Possession", she completed, realizing what he was talking about. "But how was that possible? You seemed so... normal...".

"Normal?", Cole asked. "Oh, I see... I didn't change like Piper, when she turned into a Fury, or like you, when you turned into a Banshee... No large black fingernails, no distinctive white hair or high pitched scream... The signs were only in my eyes and in my behavior, but you... you just ignored that, you assumed that I wanted it. Once a demon always a demon after all".

Phoebe stepped back: "I don't know what to say...".

"There's nothing to say. It doesn't matter anymore...", Cole told her.

Phoebe shocked her head: "Of course it matters, Cole. How can you say that? Don't you see? There's hope for us", she said, her hands shaking.

"Phoebe, don't...", he started to say, but she cut him off with a passionate kiss.

"What does that means?", Cole asked confused.

"We still love each other. We can fix this mess... Look, I can make a power stripping potion for you", she said nervously.

"A power stripping potion?', he asked, pulling away from her.

"Yes, to free you of these demonic powers...", she said quietly.

"I don't want a power stripping potion", he protested.

"But, Cole, you can't stay with your powers...", she said, caressing his face.

Cole removed her hand from his face: "My powers are just powers, Phoebe. They're not evil!".

"Of course they are!", Phoebe insisted. "It's decided. You'll drink a power stripping potion and everything is gonna be okay".

"You don't make decisions for me!", Cole said angrily. "I don't want your damn power stripping potion!".

Phoebe looked at him surprised. "But this is for the best".

"For you, maybe... Not for me. Please, leave!", Cole said firmly, as he opened the door.

"Cole, listen to me...", she insisted.

"No, this conversation is over. Leave me alone!", he said firmly.

Phoebe looked sadly at him and left the office. Cole closed the door behind him, trying to control himself. He couldn't go through this anymore. She would never accept him the way he was.

By her hand, Phoebe was lost and confused. She hung her head in pain and walked slowly on the street.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she was almost hit by a car.

"Are you okay?", a man helped her.

"I'm fine... I think", Phoebe replied, breathing heavily.

"Are you sure?", he asked politely.

Phoebe nodded: "I was distracted and I didn't see the car, but I'm okay...".

"You're shaking...", he remarked. "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No... I'm really fine", she assured him.

The man smiled: "You seem very nervous... C'mon, let me take you to the coffee house on the other side of the street. You'll sit and relax a little".

"I... don't know", Phoebe looked at him and felt confused. "You are very gentle, I'm sorry... I don't know your name...".

"Michael... My name is Michael", he said. "And yours?".

"Phoebe...", she replied shyly.

"Phoebe... Beautiful name. C'mon, I can read in your eyes that you need a break...", he said quietly.

Phoebe sighed, it was truth. "It's okay", she said.

Michael smiled and they went together to coffee house.

Stupid little witch, he thought, as an evil smile formed in his face.