It was later that week when the box from San Francisco finally arrived in Wood's Close. Darryl had known Piper had found some things and was sending them, but he was honestly shocked that a box was necessary. He had been expecting a large envelope at best. He carried the box to the den where Cole had law books strewn out on the desk, pretty engrossed in his studies. He looked up when he heard the door open to the room though.

"Mail call," Darryl said to him, bringing in the box.

"That for me?" He asked, genuinely surprised and Darryl gave a nod as he set it down in front of him.

"Yeah. It's from your ex-sister-in-law," He mentioned. Darryl grabbed a letter opener from the desk and cut through the tape at the top of the box. "I have no idea what she sent. I figured it would just be whatever documents she could find," He mentioned.

Cole stood up from his seat and peered into the box after Darryl had opened it. He pulled out a manila folder on top and gave the documents inside a glance. There were copies of a birth certificate, a death certificate, a marriage license, both a divorce decree and a divorce certificate, his law degree, and an old California driver's license.

"Looks like everything's all here," Cole mentioned and Darryl was thankful he hadn't looked too closely at the birth certificate, though he imagined Piper had probably included a copy with a forged date like the one Cole and Phoebe had submitted for their marriage certificate and not his original one. It would have raised too many questions both then and now.

Cole placed the folder aside on the desk, knowing he'd have to go through the documents later. He looked into the box again, pulling out a pale blue dress shirt. He held it up to himself, seeing it was the right size. He set that aside as well. He pulled out the bottle of cologne next, removing the cap and taking a whiff.

"Anything?" Darryl asked him. "I read somewhere that familiar scents might trigger memories," He mentioned, though he doubted the smell of cologne was enough to overpower angel induced memory loss.

Cole shook his head. "No, but I like it," He said with a little shrug, putting the cap back on and setting it down on the desk. He reached into the box again and found a small photo album inside as the last of the contents. As he picked it up a note fell out that had been tucked in it's pages.

Cole bent down and picked up the handwritten note, reading it to himself:

"Cole,

Darryl's told me about what you're going through and I hope you're getting along well considering the circumstances. This is all I could find of your things. I'm sorry that there isn't more, but hopefully the documents will help you. I also included this photo album. Darryl and Sheila can help point out everyone, and I'm sure they have more pictures too. I hope you understand why it's better for everyone if you don't try to contact Phoebe, but if you need anything, my husband Leo and I are here for you.

Sincerely,

Piper Halliwell"

Cole put the note on the desk and then opened up the photo album. The first photo he was greeted with was one from Piper and Leo's wedding. Piper and Leo were in the middle of the photo. Prue and Darryl were on one side of the happy couple and then Cole and Phoebe were on the opposite side. They all looked so happy.

"That's Phoebe? My ex?" He asked Darryl and the other man nodded. "She's beautiful," He said to him, still staring at the photo.

Darryl had been worried about whether seeing Phoebe would trigger some sort of memories for him, but it seemed they were in the clear. He knew Cole would have been having some stronger emotion than that about seeing her again. Still, he thought it best not to let him dwell too much on her. "That right there is Piper - the one that sent the box," Darryl pointed out. "There's Leo, her husband. And that's Piper and Phoebe's sister Prue. She passed away not too long after this," He admitted.

"That's terrible," Cole said, shaking his head. He looked at the photo for a moment more before turning the page. There were some more photos of Cole and Phoebe, some candids from their rehearsal dinner, a couple of the short lived impromptu bachelor party in Cole's hotel room with the guys, and some from their wedding day - after the dark ceremony. There were some more of the family on holidays as well.

"Who's that?" He asked, pointing out the other brunette and then redhead in the photos.

"That's their half-sister, Paige. They didn't find out about her until after Prue passed away," Darryl admitted to him. "We've got some more photo albums around here somewhere if you want to have a look later, but you'll have to wait until Sheila gets home."

"Where'd she go out to?" Cole asked curiously. He'd been in the den most of the day studying for the bar exam.

"Valerie took her out shopping for the baby," He told him.

"Valerie? The cop from the station the other day?" Cole asked.

"The one you couldn't take your eyes off of? Yeah," Darryl teased with a smirk.

"Can you blame me?" Cole asked him.

"I've got a pregnant wife and I like not sleeping on the couch, so I'm just gonna leave it at that," Darryl said to him and Cole smiled.

"I didn't realize she was friends with Sheila," He admitted. The way Darryl had introduced Valerie and talked about her afterwards, it didn't seem like she was anything but a co-worker.

"Well, she's only been here for a few months, so Sheila's sort of taken it upon herself to welcome her here, since we were the new people in town not so long ago," He admitted with a shrug. "They've become good friends. Val's been great with Sheila's pregnancy too. She's helped her find some sort of expectant mother's yoga class here in town that she goes to," He admitted.

"I thought you said she was trouble?" Cole asked him.

"Trouble for you," He clarified with a look. "I just feel like you should probably get settled before jumping into anything... especially with Val." Darryl knew how Cole's relationship with Phoebe went and he didn't want another repeat - especially not while he was staying in his house.

"Fair enough," Cole agreed. "Hey, so I was reading the paper this morning and I was thinking that I should try to get some sort of temporary job so that I'm not just puttering around your house without contributing anything," Cole mentioned. He shuffled some things on the desk, moving one of the books to pull out the paper to show him what he'd circled in the classifieds.

Darryl took the paper. "You know you've got that money from your sister-in-law, right? She sent some for you to live on," He reminded him.

"I know but I don't feel right about using her money," He told him.

"Technically it's your money," Darryl said, telling a little white lie. "From your estate."

"Will you just look at the paper?" Cole suggested to him.

Darryl sighed and glanced down at the listing Cole had circled. "You want to work security? At a cemetery?" He asked him, a little surprised by the choice. He had remembered that Cole and Phoebe always had some sort of thing about a mausoleum, but he couldn't really remember the details.

Cole shrugged a little. "It's the night shift and it's winter. I doubt there's going to be much to do but sit around watching the monitors, right? The pay's not terrible, considering, and it'd give me the time to study for the bar that I need."

"Yeah but the cemetery?" Darryl asked him, shaking his head. "We've had some reports of minor vandalism and littering there, especially back in October," He admitted. "There's not much to do around here so some of the teenagers have taken to using that as their hangout point."

"So I'd just have to run off some kids every once in a while," He said with a shrug. Cole didn't see how it was that big of a deal. "I don't know why, but the cemetery thing doesn't bother me."

"Well, if you really think you're up to it, I can see about putting in a good word with Joe. I think he's the one in charge of hiring at the cemetery," He mentioned. Everyone knew everyone in Wood's Close and Darryl was no exception.

"Thanks. I'd appreciate it," Cole said to him. "I really appreciate all that you and Sheila are doing for me," He admitted.

"We're happy to do it," Darryl said to him. Really, the past week he'd been staying with them had been pretty pleasant, truth be told. It wasn't nearly as bad as he'd been expecting when Cole first showed up. "Have you had lunch yet?" He asked him and Cole shook his head. "C'mon. Take a study break and we'll head over to Rea's diner. And bring those documents. We'll run off some copies while we're out and get this stuff in the mail so you can be legally brought back to life," He told him. He knew that the bar exam itself was coming up and didn't want him to miss the deadlines because of some paperwork. "Maybe we'll even stop by and see Joe about that job," He offered and Cole was more than willing to go.