A/N: I don't own Charmed or any of its characters... I was overwhelmed at the response to the last chapter :D Thanks to Marie Nomad, lizardmomma, HalliwellMB, and BelovedSlayer for your reviews! This is a short chapter, but the next one will be up soon hopefully... I hope it doesn't disappoint!

Ok I actually was set to update this story on Sunday, but has not been letting me update... I finally found how to bypass a type 2 error on a forum, which is lucky because I was a step away from reposting the whole thing under another name! Does anyone know why this type 2 error thing comes up? Anyway, hopefully this bypass thing keeps working (I have to go through my other story and then cut and paste the story ID of this one)... So I'm sorry for the week delay :(

Thanks also to Jess Maximoff for the review :)

"Sandra?" Phoebe called excitedly. This would have to work, it just had to. "Sandra, I need your help!"

"Phoebe? What's going on? What's your idea? Who is Sandra?" Coop was completely lost as to what was going on. All he knew was that despite all the constraints he had outlined to Phoebe, she seemed to think that there was a solution for them. As hard as he tried to tell himself that she was mistaken, he could feel hope rebuilding in him too, and he prayed that he wasn't setting himself up for another disappointment.

Before Phoebe could answer him, a shower of orbs appeared in the room, before materialising into the Elder from the previous night. 'So this was Sandra? How could she help us?' Coop thought in confusion.

"Blessed be," Sandra smiled, noticing Phoebe and Coop together. "So I presume you have come to terms with the truth. I am so happy for you both."

"Um," Coop hesitated, looking at Phoebe, "Not exactly. Actually..."

"Actually, Sandra, that's what we need your help with," Phoebe interrupted.

"My help?" Sandra frowned, "What sort of help?"

"Coop and I love each other. However, he is worried about the fact that he can't remember any part of Cole's life. I've tried to tell him that it doesn't matter, but he seems adamant that, without Cole's memories, he won't be able to be the man he thinks I deserve," Phoebe explained.

"I'm sorry once more for the pain that has been caused by our erasing Cole's memories," Sandra said sympathetically. "But we just couldn't refuse Cole's request. And now it's too late to go back and change that decision, I'm afraid. We cannot foresee the repercussions that may arise."

"I know, and that's not what I'm asking. We both understand that we can't change the past. But I believe we can change the present. Would there be... I mean, is it possible that you could... Could you just return Coop's memories now?" Phoebe stammered.

"What?" Sandra and Coop asked together.

"Look, I know what's done is done, but can't you just undo it? Clearly you didn't erase Cole's memories, because Coop has been having flashbacks. Your powers must have just caused a block to form, so that he can't access his memories anymore. Can't you just take the block away?" Phoebe pleaded. This had made so much sense in her head, and she had really been hopeful that their problems would be solved. However, the sombre look on Sandra's face was making her nervous.

Coop's eyes widened, as he too turned to Sandra cautiously. Phoebe was right. They couldn't have just erased Cole's memories. Somewhere deep inside him were the memories which could save his relationship. He just needed a way for them to all come out now. As he had told Phoebe before, he couldn't live with her, hoping that he would remember everything piece by piece. But, if everything was to come back to him, that would be a different story altogether. He would have Phoebe, and she would have the man of her dreams. It was the perfect solution.

Sandra studied both Phoebe and Coop carefully. Their faces both stoic, despite their eyes betraying their hope. She smiled at them sadly and then, without a word, she orbed away.

Coop and Phoebe watched her disappear with shock, and then looked at each other, first in confusion, and then in despair. That was it. Their last chance. How many chances had they had in the past? Too many to count. But this, this really must be it. Phoebe looked down, but Coop moved towards her. He raised his arm towards her face, and stroked her cheek. Just as he opened his mouth to say his goodbyes, the loft was lit up once more with orbs.

Startled, Phoebe and Coop stared around in amazement. A circle of Elders had formed around them, each standing with their arms held out. They both scanned the faces of the Elders until they found the one they were looking for.

"Sandra?" The whispered question was all that Phoebe could force through her lips.

Sandra smiled at them both from her place in the circle. "So it will be done," she said simply. Before the couple knew what was happening, beams of light shot out of the hands of each Elder, and converged on Coop's forehead. Phoebe stood helpless as he fell to his knees, clutching his head. She winced as she heard his grunts, which developed into groans. She hugged herself tightly when he began to yell in agony. When he crumpled to the floor, and began writhing, she could no longer bear to look, and fell to her knees too. She could feel every part of his pain as if it were her own. In some ways it was her own. She forced herself to look at him again, and dragged herself over to his trembling form. With all her might she pushed through the pain, and threw her arms around him. She held him close to her as they faced the pain together, the way they should have done years ago. This time she wasn't letting go.

As quickly as they had come, the Elders orbed away suddenly, leaving Phoebe clutching Coop's limb body, the pain finally subsiding. With tears streaming down her face, Phoebe stroked Coop's cheek, willing him to open his eyes.

"Coop! Coop!" she cried, looking for any sign of movement, but there were none. "Coop? Please wake up! I thought that would work! It had to have worked! Please Coop, say something!"

A gentle fluttering against her fingers caught Phoebe's attention. She glanced down to see Coop's eyes fighting to open.

"Come on Coop! You can do it! I'm right here!" she encouraged. When he finally opened his eyes, she grinned so wide that she couldn't contain herself even if she wanted. He would be okay. They would be okay.

"Coop! Coop, how do you feel? Are you okay? Do you remember anything?" Phoebe watched as Coop blinked a few times, before turning his head gently, to look around.

"Phoebe?" he whispered quietly, in confusion.

"Yes, Coop. I'm right here. Are you okay?" Phoebe said gently.

Coop was silent for a while, and despite her excitement, Phoebe remained silent, waiting for him to answer. He finally met her eyes again, and cracked a small smile. "Please, call me Cole."