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Chapter 4
"I'm not a witch, not yet a demon."
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The sunshine lighted the room the following morning, and still the two lovers were asleep holding each other tight. So tight to no let the other go, so tight as protecting the other. It had been so great to feel like that again, to be able to be together and make love. To feel the other's bare warm skin against their own, each other's lips, each other's essence, each other's presence.
It had been a while since they had made love for the last time; first the lack of time because of him running from the bounty hunters, then the whole Brotherhood thing happened, Cole killing Jenna and she turning her back on him. Then when she'd finally decided to forgive him, she had to accept the Source's deal to save her loved ones' lives.
She gently rolled over, and kissed his forehead, just admiring him for a second. He gently stirred, but only to pull her closer, she smiled and buried her head in the nook of his neck, licking it gently. He tasted so amazing, even after all this time, he still tasted as sweet as the first time. She felt him open his eyes, and she could feel him smiling as he pulled her closer, making her feel his arousness. He smiled and pressed her closer to him, gently running his hands through her hair, as she felt him rub up against her, grunting softly.
"Morning..." He said, in a raspy, throaty voice. A voice Phoebe knew very well to recognize as his 'bedroom voice'. It was the voice he only used when he was excited, it was all the desire he was feeling, right in a little voice.
She smiled and kissed him softly, smiling into his lips. "Good morning..." she said, rubbing his back gently.
He smiled and gently rolled on top of her. "How did you sleep?" He asked, gently pressing his lips to her neck.
"Umm...really good..." she said, trying not to moan loudly, trying to stay calm, even though what she really wanted was to have him right there.
He smiled at her, and gently ran his lips down her neck, to her chest, gently licking it.
"Again...?" she asked, as rubbed his back gently.
Cole smiled and nodded, "Again..." he said, as he gently kissed her breasts, making her moan and squirm soundly under him.
"You're...so..." she uttered, just as he entered her, making her arch her back, making him slide in harder.
He gently thrusted into her. Making her his just one more time. Just one more time before they had to leave this room and be demons, and be devils, he just wanted to be her god, and he wanted to make her his angel just one last time. Every thrust made her moan, just like every caress towards him made him want to lose complete control. He just wanted to hold on, for a few more minutes, for the rest of his life, he wanted to hold on to this feeling, he wanted to stay inside of her for ever, and he wanted to make her his before it went bad again, before they had to be bad, he wanted to be good for her one more time.
As he thrusted harder, he knew it was going to end soon. He could feel her getting closer as she tightened around him, he watched her lips quiver, and felt her moan on his skin, kissing his chin, and pulling him closer to her. He felt that final wave of pleasure escape her lips, and she contracted around him and her skin flushed a bright red, and then, he was safe to lose control, he was safe to be bad again, after just that last time.
He rolled off her, completely wasted, and held her close, trying to hold on to that little bit of peace he felt when he was inside of her, and watched
her close her eyes softly, as she sighed heavily and wrapped her arms around him. He smiled and let the passion linger a few more minutes, before it was their turn to start a new life and be devils. They shared a sweet smile, knowing that even if they didn't know what was going to happen after, they knew they could find peace and strength in each other.
The image of the two lovers slowly faded away, slowly, glowing in the eyes of the source, looking into the crystal ball, in which he always found
refuge...this time around, all he found was pure hatred for the two of them.
"Why didn't you just kill her?" the old Seer asked the Source.
"I have some plans for her." He replied.
"What about Belthozar? You could have killed him." She said.
"I need him, to make her stay." He said, it was in fact his only reason, to NOT kill him. "What do you see, Seer?" he then asked, consulting his old and
most trusted oracle. Even though he had plans in mind for them, he still was intrigued by whether or not his plans would work out in the end.
Her eyes turned white and a deep silence invaded the chamber. After a little while, her eyes turned back to normal.
"What did you see?" the Source asked.
"I see problems in the future." She simply said.
"What did you see exactly?" He asked in a demanding tone.
"I can't see a clear solution, or at least one that can have any benefit for you." She told him, with a cryptic attitude.
"You think the sisters could still be dangerous and make her turn?" he asked.
"No. The Charmed Ones are not a big peril for her anymore; she accepted the fact she can't turn again." she explained. "I think Belthozar himself could be a bigger threat." She added.
"I can use her to control him." He said while passing around.
"They can't stay together for ever. You need them together now, but in a future, it'll bring problems." She commented.
"So... what would happen if he were to die?" The Source asked the Seer referring to Cole.
"She wouldn't have the strength to follow the path you want her to take." The old oracle replied.
"Her death is totally out of question." He remarked. "So, how do I break them apart... in the future?"
"I don't know for sure how all will end up. All I know is that they'll both be strong as long as they stay together and all relies on how strong their
love really is." She explained with the sense, knowledge and experience that always could be found in her advice.
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A FEW DAYS LATER...
Cole stood behind Phoebe, trying to not let the scent of her hair get to him, while she wrote furiously on the piece of paper. It had been their 3rd Dark Arts class of the week. He had offered them to her a week before, as he knew that at any minute, the Source would test her abilities, and if she didn't succeed, then he knew that she would die. So, basically, these classes were a "Just in Case" ordeal. He read over the top of her head, squinting to understand her small handwriting.
"Why do you keep looking over my shoulder?" she asked, as she looked up, her lips gently grazing his chin.
He jumped slightly and stood back, as if contact were in fact forbidden, because to these library walls, they had a Student-Teacher relationship.
He nodded and shrugged, "I just wanted to see if your answer was right." He said, pulling up a chair and sitting next to her.
"Is it right?" she asked, looking down at her paper solemnly.
"Pretty much...you still need a few more touch ups" He said, as she took the paper away and began reading it.
"I'm not good at this. This is not for me." She complained. "I hate this I... I like action, why should I be sitting in a dusty old library writing about the attributes of demonic powers on a humans' soul?" She asked with a pout.
"Because...You need to know this...those are
changes...changes you'll probably be suffering if the source ever decides to use you." He explained, in an almost frightening serious tone.
"Use me?" Phoebe asked, "I thought you were the only one that could use me..." She said with a little wink.
Cole looked at her, trying to hold back a
chuckle and nodded. "This is serious..." He said softly.
"I know..." she said, "but you have to lighten up a little Cole...you'll get wrinkly..." she said, as
she gently passed a hand on his forehead.
He smiled appreciatively and nodded. "You know how much this worries me..." He said, gently kissing her hand.
"I know...but you have to calm down..." She said as she gently crawled into his lap. "Getting upset not only hurts you, but...it scares me..." she said, looking at him softly.
"I...I'm sorry..." he said, pressing his lips gently in her forehead, trying to ease her fears away. "I just want you to be safe..." He said lightly, as he hugged her closely, trying to reassure her of his love.
"I know.." she said, with a sweet smile. She looked up at him and gently pressed her lips to his.
He moaned softly and separated "No..." he said
huskily, swallowing harshly, trying to calm down. There was something about the way Phoebe moved her lips on his that drove him crazy.
"Why not?" She asked, gently sucking on his bottom lip. She let her hands wander to his neck and began kneading his hair.
He moaned softly and unconsciously, his hands wandered up and down her spine, "Because...in here
you're my student..." he said, not stopping his stroking.
"So?" She asked, as she gently readjusted herself in her seat, to straddle him.
He gently placed his hands on either side of her hips and pressed into them with his fingers, to which she responded by grinding into him.
She pulled herself closer into his lap, so his hardness was rubbing exactly in the right spot.
He moaned gently and nodded, pleadingly. "Please, don't...People could come in...and we're not...I'm your teacher..." He said trying to find a reason; more to convince him than her.
But she didn't care, they hadn't had any contact like this in days. Everything had been training and preparing for the day; the Day when she would officially become a demon. She had been learning a lot of new stuff; she had to be prepared. Cole was her mentor, and as hot as this teacher could look, he really was the cold and really exigent teacher; she knew this was serious, so she just pulled it together and did her best to learn as much as she could. She realized that in this mean, knowledge was power; she had heard about it, but now she understood that pretty well.
So Cole was training her physically; even though she was pretty good at fighting, he was teaching how to fight like a demon, it was hard, but she was a quick and good at it. He also was teaching her about some sort of magic basics she didn't know about, potions and spells, just like the different plains, realities and orders of factions in the underworld. For a demon of the position she was about to become, it was a life issue to know all those stuff and even more.
The process of becoming a demon was hard, and she still had a long way to go; they would spend the whole day busy on different disciplines and then just go straight to sleep, totally tired at nights. It was a very exhausting process for both of them, so sometimes they would fall asleep as soon as their head touched the pillows.
He looked at her almost begging but she just rubbed up against him harder. A little fun couldn't hurt once in a while right. She closed her eyes in pleasure and kissed his neck. "I just...I'd do anything to get an A+, Professor Turner..." She said enticingly, as she slowly unbuttoned his
shirt.
He chuckled slightly and grabbed her butt harder, pushing her to him. "Anything?" He asked, as his hands traveled up her shirt.
"ANYTHING..." She said, as she kissed his neck harder, and gently licked his chest.
"Mhm...I like anything..." He said, as he threw his head back in pleasure and pushed her closer, just giving up on her little game.
"I do too.." she said, as she gently unzipped his zipper.
They joined their lips again in an intense and lustful kiss and then he felt a pull upon him. He reluctantly broke apart.
"What is it?" she asked breathless.
"Nothing..." He said and she kissed him again just ignoring whatever that was interrupting them.
They kept their business and suddenly he disappeared and appeared again. This they couldn't ignore.
"What the hell was that?" Phoebe asked breaking apart.
"They're summoning me..." he replied.
"Again?" she asked. She knew what he was talking about.
"I think I can't keep avoiding them." He informed her. It had been like this for days, the sisters had been summoning him, but he had managed to resist the call, but it was hard; they would try it over and over again; they knew that now their only link to Phoebe was Cole since the Source had blocked her signal, so she couldn't attend to any spell or summon they might cast.
Once again their intimate moment had been interrupted. She sighed, stood up and straightened her clothes. "I don't think I can face them..." she sadly stated. "Please don't tell them anything..."
"Baby, you know I won't, even if I disagree and I think you should-" he insisted while buttoning his shirt. It wouldn't be too long for them to summing him again.
"No." she cut him off. "We already had this conversation. We can not tell my sisters the truth because we both know they won't accept it." She explained.
"But they'll totally approve for you to turn evil." He sarcastically threw and she gave him a killer look. "Sorry." He mumbled, he realized it wasn't the moment to be joking. "Ok, I'll try to convince them that you'll stay here and also convince them to NOT to kill me." He empathized.
"Cole, please..." she looked at him.
"Magic forces black and white, reaching out through space and time; be he far or be he near, bring us the demon Belthozar here." The two Charmed ones chanted one last time and a Cole felt a stronger pull, that against his will took him the Halliwell Manor.
Cole reappeared inside a crystal's circle. It took him a couple of seconds realized he was trapped. It was the only way the sisters found to trap him and push him to talk without freeze him or just blow him up, since Piper wasn't still in full control over her powers.
'Oh great.' He thought. He had to find a way to get out of this one. All the things he was able to do for Phoebe.
The two angry sisters eyed him, and didn't say a word.
"Fancy welcome circle." He sarcastically said. It was one of the good things about him, he could come out with his humor in the worst of the moments.
"Stop it with the games, Belthozar..." Prue warned.
"What happen to 'My Sister's demon boyfriend Cole.'?" He questioned her with a chuckle.
"Ok, we don't have time for this. We got the potions and we can vanquish, so you tell us where is our sister. Now." Prue threatened with the potion in her hand.
"Your sister?" He asked trying to fool them. "You mean...Phoebe?"
"Yes, we mean Phoebe, our sister, the one you took and turned evil. Does it ring any bell?" Piper intervened.
"Phoebe... Phoebe? Oh... yes, Phoebe..." he tried to play with them.
"Where in the hell is she?" Prue questioned firmly.
"Well, you got the hell part right." He replied. They looked at him madly.
"Where is she?" Prue insisted coming closer in a threatening way about to throw the potion.
He sighed. "She's not coming back. She's staying down there so leave her alone." He coldly said.
"What?" Piper reacted. "What the hell are you saying? What does it mean?" she questioned looking around.
"I mean what I said." He stated. "She's staying down there." He repeated.
"For her to stay there, she'd have to become evil..." Prue said. "So, now tell me how did you convince her to turn? Fancy promises? Active powers? How?" she questioned him.
Cole couldn't help but laugh. "You think I'd turn her Evil?" he questioned her seriously.
"Of course you would!" Piper accused. "You're Evil, and if she's Evil you'd have her back."
"New flash, she was the one looking for Me." He reminded them.
"And I take she found you and you manipulated her to-" Prue said.
"I'm getting tired of this..." He mumbled. "Look, she's not coming back so leave me alone because I don't know anything!." He said.
"So you haven't seen her lately?" Prue eyed him.
"No exactly." He lied.
"I don't believe you." She complained.
"It's up to you." He said with a 'I don't care' casual kind of look.
"What are we gonna do now? He's not gonna tell us anything!" Piper whispered to her sister.
"Shu!" Prue frowned. "Ok. You won't tell us anything, fine. Bye, bye." Prue was about to throw the potion when a cloud of smoke formed inside the crystal's circle, right behind Cole.
"What is going on?" Piper questioned clueless.
Then the smoke vanished revealing... Phoebe.
"Phoebe..." Cole gasped surprised.
"Phoebe..." Her older sister said shocked.
"I thought you wouldn't come..." he whispered to her.
"I had to." She whispered back.
"Phoebe, what is it? he said nonsense about you not coming back and-" Piper said.
Phoebe just glanced around, picked up one of the crystals breaking the force circle. She walked to her sisters, keeping her distance, Cole just stood behind her.
They all stayed quite for a couple of minutes. Both Piper and Prue eyed her baby sister well; the black outfit, the serious look, but it was still their little sister.
Phoebe didn't come closer to them, fearing that she might not be able to break apart and go again, like she had to. "Prue, Piper... ." she started, it was one of the hardest thing she would ever have to do, but she had to go through with; she had accepted the deal and there was no way back.
The sisters noticed the serious expression, so they stayed quite.
"I know this was all of a sudden, but I also know you guys have the right to know this." She said.
'Oh no.' Cole thought. Phoebe had decided herself that she wouldn't mention the deal, but now he didn't understand.
"I decided, all on my own, that I'll turn Evil." She firmly stated.
Piper's and Prue's jaws just dropped. One thing was everyone talking about it, but listening from their own sister was different. Completely shocking. How could Phoebe just join the forces they had been fighting over 3 years?.
"What?!" Piper muttered.
"Phoebe, honey, it's obvious is not you, your possessed by some kind of Evil, but it doesn't matter, we'll help you." Prue stated walking closer and pulling her hand to her.
"Prue, I've never been more myself than now." Phoebe insisted. She was obviously bluffing, she had been learning and training to become someone new, someone who wasn't herself, but how would she let any of them die?.
"I don't believe you." Prue stated stubbornly.
"What kind of mind control have you worked on her?" Piper directed to Cole.
"I already told you I would never turn her evil." He replied.
"Cole has nothing to do with it!" Phoebe defended Cole.
"Oh, so he didn't seduce you with Evil, so you would turn your back at us? Your sisters?" Piper insisted.
"Cole has nothing to do with this. It was my decision!" Phoebe insisted.
"Yeah, but I bet he show you how things work so you-" Piper continued.
"Cole has nothing to show!" Phoebe cut off.
"Hey!" Cole said offended in other sense.
"That's not what I meant." She assured him madly.
"Cole, get out of here, and Phoebe, you're going to your room now, while Piper and I work on a solution to this problem!." Prue ordered madly.
None of them moved. "Prue, you have no control over me anymore. I'm telling you I'm not working for good anymore." She repeated.
"This is not possible, because you're a good witch, you've only been corrupted." Prue said.
"Prue, Piper... there's no way back." Phoebe repeated but she knew her sisters wouldn't take this; they needed proofs. "And I'll prove you that I don't belong here anymore." She stated firmly. She had managed to keep it up and not break down there; she was just acting strong and cold so her sisters would buy it. But she had to do something bigger to convince them. She walked to the book and starred at it a couple of seconds. Memories and more memories came back as she starred at the old book, the she would probably never see again; they all watched her with a questioning look while she proceed to touch it; when she did, to everyone surprise, The Book repealed away from her, protecting itself as she was some kind of... Evil.
"See? Do you believe me now?" Phoebe asked coldly and walked to stand next to Cole.
"Oh my god! The book... the book just... She's Evil." Piper muttered with shaking voice.
It had worked, Phoebe realized. She wasn't certain it would, but it did. She used and focused on the Dark magic the Source had put on her to block the call from her sisters, it was enough for the book to sense. Cole kept starring with a questioning look. He didn't know how she had done it, she hadn't done anything really Evil... yet, she hadn't killed anyone or gotten any demonic power, only the spell the Source had worked on her to give her the mental strength to resist the training and the whole 'turning into a demon' process before the commemoration.
"Phoebe, you have betrayed us. How could you do this to us?!" Prue angrily reclaimed.
"It was my own decision." She repeated.
"Maybe she can just stay and we might help-" Piper suggested.
"NO!." Prue cut off. "She's Evil, she betrayed what she was, what we were." She said looking at Phoebe.
"Yes, I am, but don't come after me and I won't come after you. I swear." Phoebe promised sincerely.
"The same way you sword you'd never turn evil?" Prue threw.
Phoebe ignored that comment. "Good bye." She said as Cole embraced her and shimmered both them out of there.
Piper was crying. "Why did she do that?" she questioned. "Phoebe!" she called for her.
Prue in the other hand, she wouldn't show a tear or a sign of weakness. Anger and rage took the best of her. "From now on... our sister is dead." She stated and walked out of the room. Furious with everyone, especially herself for not being able to make the Power of Three stay strong and together.
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Cole shimmered them into her bedroom, at her new place in the underworld. She quietly separated from him and walked to the window.
"Phoebe.." he softly called for her. He knew this had been pretty hard.
She had tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe she has said all those things to her sisters. She knew it was over with them, she didn't belong there anymore, but would she ever belong there in the underworld?
Cole walked to her and grasped his arms around her shoulders. She turned to face him and he could see her sad eyes full of tears. He didn't know what to do or say. He just did what his heart told him to. "I love you and I'm here with you, and for you." He whispered. Then, she broke down crying. She wiped and he let her cry on his chest. He just bruised her hair and even thought neither of them say anything she had all she needed at the moment, his embrace that was more than enough to show his support, even thought she felt like her world was coming down, at least she had the release, that she was in the only place, where she really felt like she belonged to.
She kept crying silently and he let her, whispering words of love and support to her. Everything would be fine, he repeated to her. It was hard but it was also true, since her sisters was almost the only thing holding her in some way, but now that she had put things clear with them, there was no way back. It hurt him because she was closer and closer to become what he always feared, but he also knew all he could do was to stand by her side to protect her.
It was late and it was dark, she kept weeping in his chest like a little girl till she fell asleep.
The scene slowly faded away on the Source's crystal's ball as a smile formed in his lips.
She was closer to the Evil side than The Good one now; she was almost ready. He realized satisfied.
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So guys?? What do you think???
So any suggestions? Ideas? Petitions? Requests?? Everything is welcome, besides the comments about this chapter....
I wanna thank HUGE to Orne for working on the story line with me. And also thanks for the amazing love scenes....
Thanks to Shel, for giving me a hand in the story line as well
And a really BIG thanks to all the persons that emailed me over and over again, just asking for the fic. Thanks Tuyet, Shermika, Marijana and all the people who reviewed..
Ok, done talking, now with the chapter :)
Chapter 4
"I'm not a witch, not yet a demon."
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The sunshine lighted the room the following morning, and still the two lovers were asleep holding each other tight. So tight to no let the other go, so tight as protecting the other. It had been so great to feel like that again, to be able to be together and make love. To feel the other's bare warm skin against their own, each other's lips, each other's essence, each other's presence.
It had been a while since they had made love for the last time; first the lack of time because of him running from the bounty hunters, then the whole Brotherhood thing happened, Cole killing Jenna and she turning her back on him. Then when she'd finally decided to forgive him, she had to accept the Source's deal to save her loved ones' lives.
She gently rolled over, and kissed his forehead, just admiring him for a second. He gently stirred, but only to pull her closer, she smiled and buried her head in the nook of his neck, licking it gently. He tasted so amazing, even after all this time, he still tasted as sweet as the first time. She felt him open his eyes, and she could feel him smiling as he pulled her closer, making her feel his arousness. He smiled and pressed her closer to him, gently running his hands through her hair, as she felt him rub up against her, grunting softly.
"Morning..." He said, in a raspy, throaty voice. A voice Phoebe knew very well to recognize as his 'bedroom voice'. It was the voice he only used when he was excited, it was all the desire he was feeling, right in a little voice.
She smiled and kissed him softly, smiling into his lips. "Good morning..." she said, rubbing his back gently.
He smiled and gently rolled on top of her. "How did you sleep?" He asked, gently pressing his lips to her neck.
"Umm...really good..." she said, trying not to moan loudly, trying to stay calm, even though what she really wanted was to have him right there.
He smiled at her, and gently ran his lips down her neck, to her chest, gently licking it.
"Again...?" she asked, as rubbed his back gently.
Cole smiled and nodded, "Again..." he said, as he gently kissed her breasts, making her moan and squirm soundly under him.
"You're...so..." she uttered, just as he entered her, making her arch her back, making him slide in harder.
He gently thrusted into her. Making her his just one more time. Just one more time before they had to leave this room and be demons, and be devils, he just wanted to be her god, and he wanted to make her his angel just one last time. Every thrust made her moan, just like every caress towards him made him want to lose complete control. He just wanted to hold on, for a few more minutes, for the rest of his life, he wanted to hold on to this feeling, he wanted to stay inside of her for ever, and he wanted to make her his before it went bad again, before they had to be bad, he wanted to be good for her one more time.
As he thrusted harder, he knew it was going to end soon. He could feel her getting closer as she tightened around him, he watched her lips quiver, and felt her moan on his skin, kissing his chin, and pulling him closer to her. He felt that final wave of pleasure escape her lips, and she contracted around him and her skin flushed a bright red, and then, he was safe to lose control, he was safe to be bad again, after just that last time.
He rolled off her, completely wasted, and held her close, trying to hold on to that little bit of peace he felt when he was inside of her, and watched
her close her eyes softly, as she sighed heavily and wrapped her arms around him. He smiled and let the passion linger a few more minutes, before it was their turn to start a new life and be devils. They shared a sweet smile, knowing that even if they didn't know what was going to happen after, they knew they could find peace and strength in each other.
The image of the two lovers slowly faded away, slowly, glowing in the eyes of the source, looking into the crystal ball, in which he always found
refuge...this time around, all he found was pure hatred for the two of them.
"Why didn't you just kill her?" the old Seer asked the Source.
"I have some plans for her." He replied.
"What about Belthozar? You could have killed him." She said.
"I need him, to make her stay." He said, it was in fact his only reason, to NOT kill him. "What do you see, Seer?" he then asked, consulting his old and
most trusted oracle. Even though he had plans in mind for them, he still was intrigued by whether or not his plans would work out in the end.
Her eyes turned white and a deep silence invaded the chamber. After a little while, her eyes turned back to normal.
"What did you see?" the Source asked.
"I see problems in the future." She simply said.
"What did you see exactly?" He asked in a demanding tone.
"I can't see a clear solution, or at least one that can have any benefit for you." She told him, with a cryptic attitude.
"You think the sisters could still be dangerous and make her turn?" he asked.
"No. The Charmed Ones are not a big peril for her anymore; she accepted the fact she can't turn again." she explained. "I think Belthozar himself could be a bigger threat." She added.
"I can use her to control him." He said while passing around.
"They can't stay together for ever. You need them together now, but in a future, it'll bring problems." She commented.
"So... what would happen if he were to die?" The Source asked the Seer referring to Cole.
"She wouldn't have the strength to follow the path you want her to take." The old oracle replied.
"Her death is totally out of question." He remarked. "So, how do I break them apart... in the future?"
"I don't know for sure how all will end up. All I know is that they'll both be strong as long as they stay together and all relies on how strong their
love really is." She explained with the sense, knowledge and experience that always could be found in her advice.
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A FEW DAYS LATER...
Cole stood behind Phoebe, trying to not let the scent of her hair get to him, while she wrote furiously on the piece of paper. It had been their 3rd Dark Arts class of the week. He had offered them to her a week before, as he knew that at any minute, the Source would test her abilities, and if she didn't succeed, then he knew that she would die. So, basically, these classes were a "Just in Case" ordeal. He read over the top of her head, squinting to understand her small handwriting.
"Why do you keep looking over my shoulder?" she asked, as she looked up, her lips gently grazing his chin.
He jumped slightly and stood back, as if contact were in fact forbidden, because to these library walls, they had a Student-Teacher relationship.
He nodded and shrugged, "I just wanted to see if your answer was right." He said, pulling up a chair and sitting next to her.
"Is it right?" she asked, looking down at her paper solemnly.
"Pretty much...you still need a few more touch ups" He said, as she took the paper away and began reading it.
"I'm not good at this. This is not for me." She complained. "I hate this I... I like action, why should I be sitting in a dusty old library writing about the attributes of demonic powers on a humans' soul?" She asked with a pout.
"Because...You need to know this...those are
changes...changes you'll probably be suffering if the source ever decides to use you." He explained, in an almost frightening serious tone.
"Use me?" Phoebe asked, "I thought you were the only one that could use me..." She said with a little wink.
Cole looked at her, trying to hold back a
chuckle and nodded. "This is serious..." He said softly.
"I know..." she said, "but you have to lighten up a little Cole...you'll get wrinkly..." she said, as
she gently passed a hand on his forehead.
He smiled appreciatively and nodded. "You know how much this worries me..." He said, gently kissing her hand.
"I know...but you have to calm down..." She said as she gently crawled into his lap. "Getting upset not only hurts you, but...it scares me..." she said, looking at him softly.
"I...I'm sorry..." he said, pressing his lips gently in her forehead, trying to ease her fears away. "I just want you to be safe..." He said lightly, as he hugged her closely, trying to reassure her of his love.
"I know.." she said, with a sweet smile. She looked up at him and gently pressed her lips to his.
He moaned softly and separated "No..." he said
huskily, swallowing harshly, trying to calm down. There was something about the way Phoebe moved her lips on his that drove him crazy.
"Why not?" She asked, gently sucking on his bottom lip. She let her hands wander to his neck and began kneading his hair.
He moaned softly and unconsciously, his hands wandered up and down her spine, "Because...in here
you're my student..." he said, not stopping his stroking.
"So?" She asked, as she gently readjusted herself in her seat, to straddle him.
He gently placed his hands on either side of her hips and pressed into them with his fingers, to which she responded by grinding into him.
She pulled herself closer into his lap, so his hardness was rubbing exactly in the right spot.
He moaned gently and nodded, pleadingly. "Please, don't...People could come in...and we're not...I'm your teacher..." He said trying to find a reason; more to convince him than her.
But she didn't care, they hadn't had any contact like this in days. Everything had been training and preparing for the day; the Day when she would officially become a demon. She had been learning a lot of new stuff; she had to be prepared. Cole was her mentor, and as hot as this teacher could look, he really was the cold and really exigent teacher; she knew this was serious, so she just pulled it together and did her best to learn as much as she could. She realized that in this mean, knowledge was power; she had heard about it, but now she understood that pretty well.
So Cole was training her physically; even though she was pretty good at fighting, he was teaching how to fight like a demon, it was hard, but she was a quick and good at it. He also was teaching her about some sort of magic basics she didn't know about, potions and spells, just like the different plains, realities and orders of factions in the underworld. For a demon of the position she was about to become, it was a life issue to know all those stuff and even more.
The process of becoming a demon was hard, and she still had a long way to go; they would spend the whole day busy on different disciplines and then just go straight to sleep, totally tired at nights. It was a very exhausting process for both of them, so sometimes they would fall asleep as soon as their head touched the pillows.
He looked at her almost begging but she just rubbed up against him harder. A little fun couldn't hurt once in a while right. She closed her eyes in pleasure and kissed his neck. "I just...I'd do anything to get an A+, Professor Turner..." She said enticingly, as she slowly unbuttoned his
shirt.
He chuckled slightly and grabbed her butt harder, pushing her to him. "Anything?" He asked, as his hands traveled up her shirt.
"ANYTHING..." She said, as she kissed his neck harder, and gently licked his chest.
"Mhm...I like anything..." He said, as he threw his head back in pleasure and pushed her closer, just giving up on her little game.
"I do too.." she said, as she gently unzipped his zipper.
They joined their lips again in an intense and lustful kiss and then he felt a pull upon him. He reluctantly broke apart.
"What is it?" she asked breathless.
"Nothing..." He said and she kissed him again just ignoring whatever that was interrupting them.
They kept their business and suddenly he disappeared and appeared again. This they couldn't ignore.
"What the hell was that?" Phoebe asked breaking apart.
"They're summoning me..." he replied.
"Again?" she asked. She knew what he was talking about.
"I think I can't keep avoiding them." He informed her. It had been like this for days, the sisters had been summoning him, but he had managed to resist the call, but it was hard; they would try it over and over again; they knew that now their only link to Phoebe was Cole since the Source had blocked her signal, so she couldn't attend to any spell or summon they might cast.
Once again their intimate moment had been interrupted. She sighed, stood up and straightened her clothes. "I don't think I can face them..." she sadly stated. "Please don't tell them anything..."
"Baby, you know I won't, even if I disagree and I think you should-" he insisted while buttoning his shirt. It wouldn't be too long for them to summing him again.
"No." she cut him off. "We already had this conversation. We can not tell my sisters the truth because we both know they won't accept it." She explained.
"But they'll totally approve for you to turn evil." He sarcastically threw and she gave him a killer look. "Sorry." He mumbled, he realized it wasn't the moment to be joking. "Ok, I'll try to convince them that you'll stay here and also convince them to NOT to kill me." He empathized.
"Cole, please..." she looked at him.
"Magic forces black and white, reaching out through space and time; be he far or be he near, bring us the demon Belthozar here." The two Charmed ones chanted one last time and a Cole felt a stronger pull, that against his will took him the Halliwell Manor.
Cole reappeared inside a crystal's circle. It took him a couple of seconds realized he was trapped. It was the only way the sisters found to trap him and push him to talk without freeze him or just blow him up, since Piper wasn't still in full control over her powers.
'Oh great.' He thought. He had to find a way to get out of this one. All the things he was able to do for Phoebe.
The two angry sisters eyed him, and didn't say a word.
"Fancy welcome circle." He sarcastically said. It was one of the good things about him, he could come out with his humor in the worst of the moments.
"Stop it with the games, Belthozar..." Prue warned.
"What happen to 'My Sister's demon boyfriend Cole.'?" He questioned her with a chuckle.
"Ok, we don't have time for this. We got the potions and we can vanquish, so you tell us where is our sister. Now." Prue threatened with the potion in her hand.
"Your sister?" He asked trying to fool them. "You mean...Phoebe?"
"Yes, we mean Phoebe, our sister, the one you took and turned evil. Does it ring any bell?" Piper intervened.
"Phoebe... Phoebe? Oh... yes, Phoebe..." he tried to play with them.
"Where in the hell is she?" Prue questioned firmly.
"Well, you got the hell part right." He replied. They looked at him madly.
"Where is she?" Prue insisted coming closer in a threatening way about to throw the potion.
He sighed. "She's not coming back. She's staying down there so leave her alone." He coldly said.
"What?" Piper reacted. "What the hell are you saying? What does it mean?" she questioned looking around.
"I mean what I said." He stated. "She's staying down there." He repeated.
"For her to stay there, she'd have to become evil..." Prue said. "So, now tell me how did you convince her to turn? Fancy promises? Active powers? How?" she questioned him.
Cole couldn't help but laugh. "You think I'd turn her Evil?" he questioned her seriously.
"Of course you would!" Piper accused. "You're Evil, and if she's Evil you'd have her back."
"New flash, she was the one looking for Me." He reminded them.
"And I take she found you and you manipulated her to-" Prue said.
"I'm getting tired of this..." He mumbled. "Look, she's not coming back so leave me alone because I don't know anything!." He said.
"So you haven't seen her lately?" Prue eyed him.
"No exactly." He lied.
"I don't believe you." She complained.
"It's up to you." He said with a 'I don't care' casual kind of look.
"What are we gonna do now? He's not gonna tell us anything!" Piper whispered to her sister.
"Shu!" Prue frowned. "Ok. You won't tell us anything, fine. Bye, bye." Prue was about to throw the potion when a cloud of smoke formed inside the crystal's circle, right behind Cole.
"What is going on?" Piper questioned clueless.
Then the smoke vanished revealing... Phoebe.
"Phoebe..." Cole gasped surprised.
"Phoebe..." Her older sister said shocked.
"I thought you wouldn't come..." he whispered to her.
"I had to." She whispered back.
"Phoebe, what is it? he said nonsense about you not coming back and-" Piper said.
Phoebe just glanced around, picked up one of the crystals breaking the force circle. She walked to her sisters, keeping her distance, Cole just stood behind her.
They all stayed quite for a couple of minutes. Both Piper and Prue eyed her baby sister well; the black outfit, the serious look, but it was still their little sister.
Phoebe didn't come closer to them, fearing that she might not be able to break apart and go again, like she had to. "Prue, Piper... ." she started, it was one of the hardest thing she would ever have to do, but she had to go through with; she had accepted the deal and there was no way back.
The sisters noticed the serious expression, so they stayed quite.
"I know this was all of a sudden, but I also know you guys have the right to know this." She said.
'Oh no.' Cole thought. Phoebe had decided herself that she wouldn't mention the deal, but now he didn't understand.
"I decided, all on my own, that I'll turn Evil." She firmly stated.
Piper's and Prue's jaws just dropped. One thing was everyone talking about it, but listening from their own sister was different. Completely shocking. How could Phoebe just join the forces they had been fighting over 3 years?.
"What?!" Piper muttered.
"Phoebe, honey, it's obvious is not you, your possessed by some kind of Evil, but it doesn't matter, we'll help you." Prue stated walking closer and pulling her hand to her.
"Prue, I've never been more myself than now." Phoebe insisted. She was obviously bluffing, she had been learning and training to become someone new, someone who wasn't herself, but how would she let any of them die?.
"I don't believe you." Prue stated stubbornly.
"What kind of mind control have you worked on her?" Piper directed to Cole.
"I already told you I would never turn her evil." He replied.
"Cole has nothing to do with it!" Phoebe defended Cole.
"Oh, so he didn't seduce you with Evil, so you would turn your back at us? Your sisters?" Piper insisted.
"Cole has nothing to do with this. It was my decision!" Phoebe insisted.
"Yeah, but I bet he show you how things work so you-" Piper continued.
"Cole has nothing to show!" Phoebe cut off.
"Hey!" Cole said offended in other sense.
"That's not what I meant." She assured him madly.
"Cole, get out of here, and Phoebe, you're going to your room now, while Piper and I work on a solution to this problem!." Prue ordered madly.
None of them moved. "Prue, you have no control over me anymore. I'm telling you I'm not working for good anymore." She repeated.
"This is not possible, because you're a good witch, you've only been corrupted." Prue said.
"Prue, Piper... there's no way back." Phoebe repeated but she knew her sisters wouldn't take this; they needed proofs. "And I'll prove you that I don't belong here anymore." She stated firmly. She had managed to keep it up and not break down there; she was just acting strong and cold so her sisters would buy it. But she had to do something bigger to convince them. She walked to the book and starred at it a couple of seconds. Memories and more memories came back as she starred at the old book, the she would probably never see again; they all watched her with a questioning look while she proceed to touch it; when she did, to everyone surprise, The Book repealed away from her, protecting itself as she was some kind of... Evil.
"See? Do you believe me now?" Phoebe asked coldly and walked to stand next to Cole.
"Oh my god! The book... the book just... She's Evil." Piper muttered with shaking voice.
It had worked, Phoebe realized. She wasn't certain it would, but it did. She used and focused on the Dark magic the Source had put on her to block the call from her sisters, it was enough for the book to sense. Cole kept starring with a questioning look. He didn't know how she had done it, she hadn't done anything really Evil... yet, she hadn't killed anyone or gotten any demonic power, only the spell the Source had worked on her to give her the mental strength to resist the training and the whole 'turning into a demon' process before the commemoration.
"Phoebe, you have betrayed us. How could you do this to us?!" Prue angrily reclaimed.
"It was my own decision." She repeated.
"Maybe she can just stay and we might help-" Piper suggested.
"NO!." Prue cut off. "She's Evil, she betrayed what she was, what we were." She said looking at Phoebe.
"Yes, I am, but don't come after me and I won't come after you. I swear." Phoebe promised sincerely.
"The same way you sword you'd never turn evil?" Prue threw.
Phoebe ignored that comment. "Good bye." She said as Cole embraced her and shimmered both them out of there.
Piper was crying. "Why did she do that?" she questioned. "Phoebe!" she called for her.
Prue in the other hand, she wouldn't show a tear or a sign of weakness. Anger and rage took the best of her. "From now on... our sister is dead." She stated and walked out of the room. Furious with everyone, especially herself for not being able to make the Power of Three stay strong and together.
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Cole shimmered them into her bedroom, at her new place in the underworld. She quietly separated from him and walked to the window.
"Phoebe.." he softly called for her. He knew this had been pretty hard.
She had tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe she has said all those things to her sisters. She knew it was over with them, she didn't belong there anymore, but would she ever belong there in the underworld?
Cole walked to her and grasped his arms around her shoulders. She turned to face him and he could see her sad eyes full of tears. He didn't know what to do or say. He just did what his heart told him to. "I love you and I'm here with you, and for you." He whispered. Then, she broke down crying. She wiped and he let her cry on his chest. He just bruised her hair and even thought neither of them say anything she had all she needed at the moment, his embrace that was more than enough to show his support, even thought she felt like her world was coming down, at least she had the release, that she was in the only place, where she really felt like she belonged to.
She kept crying silently and he let her, whispering words of love and support to her. Everything would be fine, he repeated to her. It was hard but it was also true, since her sisters was almost the only thing holding her in some way, but now that she had put things clear with them, there was no way back. It hurt him because she was closer and closer to become what he always feared, but he also knew all he could do was to stand by her side to protect her.
It was late and it was dark, she kept weeping in his chest like a little girl till she fell asleep.
The scene slowly faded away on the Source's crystal's ball as a smile formed in his lips.
She was closer to the Evil side than The Good one now; she was almost ready. He realized satisfied.
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So guys?? What do you think???