The next morning, Phoebe is snuggled up to Cole, resting her head on his shoulder as she sleeps. In her sleep she moves in closer to Cole, draping her entire body over him. Cole awakens, crying out in pain. Phoebe immediately jolts awake. "Cole! Oh Cole, I'm so sorry." Phoebe says, realizing she has put pressure on his wound. She sits up and kisses him on the forehead, as Cole starts to calm down. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm just still a little bit -- sore down there." Cole says, wincing a bit as turns and looks at Phoebe. "I woke up a few hours ago and -- you had cuddled up next to me."
"I -- I must have done it in my sleep. I'm sorry." Phoebe says.
"It's okay. You looked so peaceful and relaxed --- I didn't want to wake you." Cole says. "By the way -- you were right."
"About what?" Phoebe asks.
"You do snore a little." Cole teases.
"Oh yeah? Well you're a blanket hog, you always have been." Phoebe says. "Why do you think I have to get so close to you at night, it's the only way I'm gonna keep warm."
"That's the only reason, huh?" Cole asks.
"Well -- one of them." Phoebe says. She then reaches up and rubs his face, which has enough stubble on it that it could quickly form into a beard. "This has to go."
"What, my beard? I was thinking about keeping it -- makes me look more -- distinguished." Cole says.
"I think it just makes you look scruffy." Phoebe says.
"SCRUFFY? That sounds like a name you'd give a dog." Cole says.
"Exactly." Phoebe replies.
"Alright -- the beard goes. Do you have a shaving kit I can use?" Cole asks.
"I'll go pick something up today." Phoebe tells him.
"So I'm stuck alone in here again today watching this -- this sin box?" Cole asks.
"Yeah -- I'm gonna go to the video store and get some movies for you. Anything prior to 1950 will probably be good." Phoebe says. "What do you like, action, comedy, drama, what?"
"Anything that doesn't involve half-naked, debauched people doing and saying things that no decent individual would discuss in polite company will be fine." Cole says.
"Okay -- that narrows it down to almost -- nothing out there today, but -- I'll see what I can do." Phoebe says. "Why don't you try watching the History Channel until I get back."
"I think I'd like a bath first." Cole says, and he takes her hand. "Phoebe -- I hope this entire situation isn't too -- improper for you. I certainly don't make a habit of sharing a bed with women that -- well that I haven't even properly courted."
"It's okay, Cole." Phoebe says.
"I just don't want you to think that I -- well, that I'm not a gentleman. I just -- well to be honest, I'm not very comfortable in this time, and being with you makes me feel -- safe." Cole says. "And I don't want you to think that I have anything but the utmost respect for you." Phoebe smiles at him.
"You're very sweet. It's a shame there aren't many men like you left in this world." Phoebe says.
"From what I've seen on that television, people have lost all sense of decency and manners. Men treating women like mindless objects of -- sex, women dressing like common whores -- when I think of all the work that Pearl did in her life to to help women better themselves -- this isn't progress, this is degrading. Where is the modesty, the self-respect?" Cole asks.
"It -- kind of got lost somewhere in the 60's. I'm gonna go make you breakfast -- I'll be back in a bit." Phoebe says. Cole gets up to use the shower. A bit later, he makes his way back to Phoebe's room, wearing a pair of the new pajamas that Phoebe bought for him. He grimaces a bit as he climbs into bed. He looks at the television for a moment, then reluctantly grabs the remote and points it, flipping through the channels. "Disgusting. Filth. People should be arrested for showing this in broad daylight." Cole says to himself, becoming more irritated with each change of the channel. Finally he comes across a channel that he takes interest in.
Today on "California's Unsolved Mysteries" we travel all the way back to 1918 -- the issues were World War I, Prohibition was a hot ticket, and the Women's Suffrage movement was in full force. In the midst of all of this was one of the most heated congressional races in the state -- Democratic candidate Coleridge Turner versus incumbent Prohibition Party candidate Charles H. Randall. Turner's father, Benjamin Turner, was one of the San Francisco district's most beloved political representatives, first as a State Senator, and later as a Congressman. He was preparing a run for the governorship when he and his wife Molly were killed in the 1906 earthquake, leaving behind their son Cole, as well as two other children, Carl and Virginia.
Cole Turner, a decorated World War I veteran, returned to San Francisco after he was injured overseas, and decided to run for his father's seat in Congress. By his side through the entire campaign was his fiancee, photographic journalist Pearl Bowen. Tragically, Miss Bowen was killed just six weeks prior to the election when she was run down by a reckless driver right in front of her own home. What happened two weeks later is still a mystery to this day.
On the afternoon of October 5th, 1918, Mr. Turner was at City Hall for a series of political debates. He was last seen leaving a restaurant across from City Hall with an unknown woman. Less than an hour later, Mr. Turner's home, Turner Manor, was engulfed in flames. Inside the home were found the badly burned bodies of a man and a woman, later determined to be Turner's brother and sister, Carl and Virginia Turner. The latter Miss Turner was said to be deceased four years earlier of an unknown illness. Her gravesite was exhumed, and in her coffin the remains of a man were found -- the man had suffered a bullet wound to the chest. Years later, due to DNA testing, he was discovered to be Michael Patterson, a young Harvard student who disappeared under mysterious circumstances in 1914 while visiting the Turner family for the summer, and was said to be engaged to Miss Turner.
Cole Turner and his mysterious female companion were never seen or heard from again. Rumor has it that he and the woman were having an affair -- there is even speculation that Pearl Bowen's accident two weeks prior was no accident at all. The entire circumstances behind the fire, as well as Mr. Turner and his companion's disappearance, remain a mystery to this day.
Cole switches off the television, visibly upset, just as Phoebe enters the room with a tray of food. "Phoebe. She's dead. Virginia is dead." Cole says, his voice quivering.
"Cole, what's wrong? Calm down." Phoebe says.
"It was on the television. Virginia is dead." Cole says, becoming even more upset.
"Cole -- settle down, alright." Phoebe says. "What do you mean, Virginia is dead?"
"The television -- there was a show -- talking about -- mysteries or something of that sort. They said that Virginia is dead. They even implied that you and I -- had a hand in Pearl's death. Phoebe, you said we could save her. You said Virginia would be alright." Cole says.
"Cole -- we will be able to stop these things from happening once we go back. I'm very sorry you had to see that -- I promise you, once we return -- none of that will have happened." Phoebe says.
"You promise me?" Cole asks, looking up at her. "My father -- he would be appalled if such a scandal were attached to our family name."
"I promise. We WILL save Virginia -- and your good name will NOT be disgraced by scandal." Phoebe says.
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About three weeks later . . . . . . . .
"Prue please -- you have to help us. We need the power of three." Phoebe begs.
"I have plans." Prue says, finishing her breakfast.
"Prue -- don't you WANT to save Piper?" Phoebe asks.
"Piper doesn't WANT saving!" Prue shouts at her.
"That isn't true. This demon that Carl has become, this -- Flereous. He lures his victims into his lair and uses their strength to build upon his. Of course he would want Piper -- her powers would have been the most use to him. Prue, this isn't her will, this is a possession. Just like with --" Phoebe pauses for a moment. "Cole." she whispers.
"Cole? Your boyfriend upstairs, what about him? Oh yeah, that's right -- in the OTHER reality, he was a demon, and now he's not, but he's from 1918 and he's a politician -- politician, demon, is there REALLY a difference?" Prue quips.
"Prue, this is NOT funny!" Phoebe says. "Paige has worked very hard in the last month in her training. She is our SISTER -- she has accepted her destiny, and you've barely spoken three words to her this entire time."
"I don't have room for another sister in my life. You're nothing but trouble, anyway. All of you." Prue says, just as Paige enters the room. Prue shoots a glare and Paige and leaves.
"Phoebe -- I don't know if I can do this. I'm -- scared. I've been scared this whole time, I just -- I just want to be a part of -- SOMETHING. But this is insane." Paige says.
"Paige -- it'll get easier, I promise." Phoebe says. "This is your destiny, Paige."
"I've never been a big believer in destiny, Phoebe. Haven't had much luck with it." Paige says.
"Well -- that will change in time. Please -- we have to save Piper. Carl, Brian, Flereous -- whatever name he's going by, he was monster in the past as human, and he's even WORSE as a demon. We have to stop him." Phoebe says.
"But -- you said this -- power of three thing -- is what it'll take." Paige says.
"I know. But you and I will have to make it work somehow." Phoebe says.
"And what if two -- isn't enough?" Paige asks.
"Let's not think about that right now. Come on -- I think you're ready. Let's go kick some demon butt." Phoebe says, and they leave.
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Cole is lying on Phoebe's bed, reading a book that Phoebe bought for him on American History. "Hey -- what are you reading?" Prue asks, peeking into the room.
"A book that Phoebe purchased for me -- it's fascinating. All of these things that happened. A second world war, Vietnam, the stock market crash -- I must remember this, it happens in a little over ten years. I'll have to make sure my funds are -- protected somehow." Cole says. He then stares at Prue intently.
"What? Did I spill something on my shirt?" Prue asks.
"May I ask you a -- personal question?" Cole asks.
"Hey -- why the hell not. Go for it." Prue says.
"Well -- you are a very -- attractive woman. Why must you dress so -- inappropriately?" Cole asks.
"You don't like my clothes, huh? Join the club, neither does Phoebe." Prue replies.
"It's just that -- where I'm from, you'd be considered a -- well -- no decent man would ever consider spending any time with you, simply based on how you dress." Cole says.
"Yeah -- Phoebe told me that you're -- from the past. Now she's traveling back in time to save innocents. Why can't she just give it up? Do you have any idea why my little sister is on a personal mission to save the world?" Prue asks.
"I think she's just trying to save -- her world." Cole says. "She told me quite a bit about you and -- I must admit, you're nothing like she desrcribed. Why don't you wish to help her?"
"I wasn't always like this. I had a good job, a good life -- a good man. His name was Andy. He died. And then my friend Daryl died. And then my sister Piper turned away from everyone that she loved and everything that was good about her. What's the point of trying to fight evil if evil always wins, and you're left alone? Hey -- if you can't beat 'em, join 'em, right?" Prue says.
"I don't think you really believe that. Pearl would never believe that." Cole says.
"Oh that's right -- Pearl. Your dead fiancee, my past self. Why the hell do think I'm even in here talking to you? Damn voice in my head told me to -- probably your precious Pearl. You know what, Pearl? Shut the hell up and mind your own damn business!" Prue says.
"I know Pearl very well. And I don't believe that there is ANY way you could convince her to 'shut the hell up and mind her own business' as you put it." Cole says. "Where has Phoebe gone?"
"She and my new little sister Paige have gone to try and 'rescue' Piper from the demon that stole her from us." Prue says.
"Carl." Cole says.
"No -- Brian. Flereous. Whatever his name is. I never did trust him, not from the first minute I saw him." Prue says.
"Phoebe thinks -- he's my brother, reborn. My brother Carl was -- evil. Horribly evil. Even I didn't realize what monstrous things he was truly capable of until -- you can't let Phoebe fight him alone. You have to help her. I have to help her. You must take me to her." Cole says.
"Are you kidding? You're still supposed to be recuperating, Phoebe will flip if I take you out wandering around, chasing after demons. And besides -- my witching days are OVER." Prue says.
"But you still have your powers, right? Phoebe told me some -- amazing stories before we came here, about her history with you, and your sisters. I didn't know if they were real or fiction, but -- given where we are and all that I've seen -- well, I don't see any reason NOT to believe that they are true. You love Phoebe, don't you?" Cole asks.
"Of course I love my sister! How can you ask me that?" Prue says.
"Well -- if you love her, how can you allow her to put herself in harms way, when all she wishes to do is help you?" Cole asks. Prue sighs, clearly irritated.
"You know, this Pearl chick is REALLY getting on my last nerve. And being around YOU is making it ALOT harder for me to ignore her grating little voice inside my head." Prue says. "Do you have some clothes to wear?"
"Yes -- Phoebe purchased some for me." Cole says.
"Well get dressed and meet me downstairs in ten minutes. Leo! Get yourself sobered up and get in the car -- you're coming with us!" Prue shouts as she leaves the room.
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"Alright -- you're sure this will work?" Paige asks.
"It has to. Now remember -- as soon as Piper gets here, hit the strobe lights like I showed you." Phoebe says. "They'll distract her and make her unable to use her powers. Do NOT turn them off, no matter what. And I'll deal with Carl. I created this monster -- it's up to me to destroy him." Paige and Phoebe enter P3.
"I knew you would come back. Just couldn't stay away, could you?" Piper asks, and she raises her hands toward Paige.
"Paige, go, NOW!" Phoebe screams, and Paige orbs away and to the light switch -- she turns on the strobe lights, and Piper starts to cower. "Amazing thing about electricity, Piper -- I was able to get it turned back on just as easily as Prue got it shut off. I intend to open this place up again, Piper -- well, you will. Once you come back to us.
"That will not happen, Phoebe -- Piper is mine now." a voice says, appearing behind her. Phoebe turns around.
"Carl." she says.
"I prefer -- Brian now. New time, new name -- you know, I don't know if I should be angry at you for killing me or thank you. They were so impressed with my handiwork as a human down there that -- well, they made me into a demon. Ironic, isn't it? You travel back in time to prevent Cole from becoming a demon -- and you create another one just the same." Carl says, and he turns into his demon form, Flereous. He is red, with black markings on the back of his head, and a tail instead of legs. "Like my new look?" he asks. Phoebe takes out her athame and aims it at him -- he slithers away from her quickly.
"I always knew you were a snake, Carl." Phoebe says. Flereous grabs Piper by the neck and chokes her until she loses consciousness. "NO!!!!" Phoebe screams.
"I've become bored with this sister. Besides -- I think your latest family member will be more useful to me." Flereous says, eyeing Paige. He turns back into 'Carl' and approaches her. Afraid, Paige orbs away from him and to Phoebe side, latching on to Phoebe's arm.
"Stay away from her." Phoebe says.
"Make me." Carl says.
"I'LL make you!" Prue shouts, entering the room with Cole and Leo. Leo sees Piper lying unconscious on the ground and immediately runs to her side.
"Cole, get OUT of here!" Phoebe screams.
"Cole -- good to see you, brother." Carl says, approaching him. "How is Virginia?" Enraged by this, Cole grabs Carl by the neck and starts to choke him. Carl turns into Flereous, then thrusts Cole forcefully against the wall.
"Cole!" Phoebe screams, as Cole sits up, his eyes widening in terror. Prue goes to Phoebe's side and takes her hand.
"You think this will work?" Prue asks.
"It has to." Phoebe replies.
"Alright -- welcome to the family, sis." Prue says, turning to Paige. "Consider this your initiation." The three women grasp hands and begin to chant together.
"The Power of Three will set us free. The Power of Three will set us free. The Power of Three will set us free." Prue, Phoebe and Paige all say, holding hands the entire time. Flereous screams loudly as he is engulfed in flames, then vanishes. Leo holds Piper in his arms, and starts to cry.
"Leo -- heal her." Phoebe says, as she rushes to Cole's side. "Are you okay?" she asks Cole. Cole nods his head.
"Is that what I was like?" Cole asks.
"Not quite but -- something like that." Phoebe says. "LEO! Please!" Prue and Paige have now gone to Piper's side as well.
"She's still alive. Barely." Prue says, checking Piper's pulse.
"What if she's still evil?" Paige asks.
"There's only one way to find out. Leo -- heal her." Phoebe begs again.
"I -- I can't." Leo says.
"Yes you can. Your love can heal her, Leo. You still have the power. And Piper still has good in her." Phoebe says. Leo takes a deep breath, holding Piper tightly in his arms, and concentrates as he never has before. Suddenly a white light appears around him, and within moments Piper begins to stir.
"Leo." Piper whispers, looking up at him. She begins to sit up. "What happened?" she asks. Piper turns and looks at Paige. "Do I know you?" she asks.
"Not yet. But you will." Paige replies.
"Where are we?" Piper asks.
"We're at the club." Prue replies. Piper looks around the room -- the strobe lights are still flashing.
"It's a mess, what the hell happened here?" Piper asks, then she starts to remember what happened. "Oh -- oh Leo. Oh, I am so sorry. He -- he tricked me, I --"
"It's alright, Piper. Everything's alright now. Let's go home." Leo says, kissing her on the forehead and holding her tightly.
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"I still can't believe we have another sister." Piper says, sitting in the living room with Phoebe, Paige, Prue, and Leo, who is holding Piper tightly in his arms. "How is this gonna work now, the power of FOUR?"
"Well, Paige still has quite a bit to learn about being a witch." Prue says. "But it looks like the power of three is -- interchangeable. Which actually makes it better for us."
"So -- does that mean you're gonna ditch the bikers and go back to magic?" Phoebe asks.
"I guess -- besides, I -- I kind of miss my old job. Right now though, I'm gonna concentrate on helping Piper get P3 up and running again." Prue tells her.
"How about you, Paige?" Phoebe asks.
"I applied for a few jobs today. Hopefully I'll find one soon." Paige says.
"Hey, Phoebe, where's your friend?" Piper asks.
"I saw him go outside awhile ago -- he looked -- upset." Paige says. Phoebe looks over at the front door, gets her jacket, and goes outside.
"Are you alright?" Phoebe asks Cole, who is standing on the front porch of Halliwell Manor, just staring ahead quietly.
"I'm just -- having a hard time -- processing everything that's happened to me." Cole says, and he turns to Phoebe. "When can we return? I do wish to get back to Virginia."
"I -- I know." Phoebe says, putting her arms around him.
"I -- I'm feeling -- well now." Cole tells her. "And your sister -- you've saved her. I see no reason to remain here."
"I do." Phoebe says. "I know you think that this time is -- sinful and debauched and all the other words you used to describe it, but -- not everything about it is bad, Cole. I've seen your world -- before we go, please let me show you mine."
"Alright. For you, Phoebe -- for you." Cole says. Phoebe spends the next two weeks with Cole, taking him to see all of the sights of San Francisco that are old, new, and rejuvenated. They take rides on the Cable Cars, walks on the Golden Gate Bridge, visits to such landmarks as the Coit Tower, visits to Haight-Ashbury, Chinatown, and Pier 39. Every minute they spend together, their friendship grows stronger, and Cole begins to find himself more and more comfortable in this time he's found himself in -- and more and more comfortable with Phoebe.
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"Hey, what are you doing?" Phoebe asks, entering the kitchen where Paige is working.
"Trying out a potion. This is harder than I thought it would be." Paige says.
"Well be careful with that stuff. In our other reality, you experimenting with potions caused our personalities to switch bodies, and if you do it again I SWEAR I will shave your head." Phoebe says.
"Okay -- I'll be careful, I promise." Paige says. "How's the club coming along?"
"It's almost ready to open again. We're shooting for next week." Phoebe says. "Hey, have you seen Cole?"
"I think I saw him go upstairs about an hour ago." Paige says. Phoebe leaves the kitchen and heads upstairs, opening her bedroom door.
"Hey, Cole, are you -- oh wow." Phoebe says, entering her room and looking around. The room is dimly lit with candles, and there are several dozen roses spread throughout the room. On her bed lies an evening gown, circa 1918. Phoebe picks the dress up, and smiles as she holds it against her body and looks in the mirror. She excitedly tries the dress on -- it's a perfect fit. After she spends a few moments admiring herself in the mirror, Cole enters the room dressed in a suit that was stylish during the same time period.
"Do you like it?" Cole asks.
"It's -- beautiful." Phoebe replies. "Where did you find it?"
"Something called a -- vintage store. I saw it and I knew that you would look perfect in it -- and I was right." Cole says. "I also found this -- modern phonograph machine." Cole says, pointing to a 1970's portable turntable that he has set up on the nightstand.
"It's a record player Cole, that hasn't been modern in decades." Phoebe says, laughing.
"Well -- it's modern to me. The store also had a collection of -- small phonograph records. I thought I'd buy some of them, I figured -- the music on them can't be any worse than the obnoxious noise I've heard coming from the radio machine you have. Some of it is -- quite good, actually." Cole says. Phoebe starts to flip through the 45s.
"Andy Gibb, Carly Simon, Earth Wind and Fire, Dionne Warwick -- Cole this looks the collection of my mother's that I found in the attic when I was a kid. Where did you get the money for this stuff?" Phoebe asks.
"I -- I sold some things. I had my father's pocket watch on me, and -- I did have some money in my wallet, it turns out some of my currency was worth more now than it was then." Cole says.
"Cole -- you didn't have to do this." Phoebe says.
"I wanted to. I wanted to do something special for you -- after everything you've done for me, and for Virginia." Cole walks over to the turntable, pulls out a 45, and places it on the record player. "I liked this song the best -- may I have this dance, Miss Halliwell?" Cole says, extending his hand to her.
"I'd love to." Phoebe says, and he takes her into his arms as the music begins.
This is insane
All you did was say hello
Speak my name
Feeling your love
Like a love I used to know
Long ago.
How can this be
You're a different space and time
Come to me.
Feel like I'm home
In a place I used to know
Long ago
Deja vu - I keep remembering me Cole looks deeply into Phoebe's eyes, puts his hand to her chin, lifting her lips to his, and then he kisses her gently. "I think I'm falling in love with you, Phoebe Halliwell." he whispers, as they continue to dance.
Could you be the dream that I once knew
Is it you
Deja vu -
Could you be the dream that might come true
Shining through
I keep remembering you
Deja vu
This is divine Come to me now
I've been waiting all my life
Filling time
Looking for you
Nights were more than you could know
Long ago
We don't have to dream of love
We know how
Somewhere before
It's as if I've loved you so
So long ago
Deja vu -
Could you be the dream that I once knew
Is it you
Deja vu -
Could you be the dream that might come true
Shining through
I keep remembering me
I keep remembering you
Deja vu
Cole dances Phoebe over to the bed, leaning in toward her as she sits down on the edge. He kisses her on the neck, as Phoebe removes his jacket. Cole moves his mouth down her right shoulder, and with his hands moves her sleeve down her arm until it is off, then goes to the other side. Phoebe continues to remove Cole's shirt, unbuttoning it slowly, kissing him the entire time. Climbing onto to the bed together, they finish undressing one another, carefully discovering one another's bodies, and they make love as if it were the first time for both of them . . . .
The song that I used in this story is titled "Deja Vu" and was written by Isaac Hayes and Adrienne Anderson and recorded by Dionne Warwick. I don't know how to post links here (if anyone DOES, please PM me!!!), but there is a video of her singing this song on YouTube. It's not letting me post a link, but go on YouTube and search "Dionne Deja Vu" and you'll find the video.
Thank you to those of you who have been leaving feedback! I hope everyone is enjoying this 'different' take on Cole and Phoebe!