~Part Six~
"Where are they?" asked Piper for the third time that day. Phoebe and Leo had been gone for close to two weeks, and Piper and Prue were worried. They had had to fend off about two demons, but nothing that required the power of three. Luckily. They wouldn't be so lucky next time.
"For the millionth time, I DON'T KNOW!" yelled Prue. She was as frustrated as Piper was, but it looked bad. Her sister's husband-to-be and sister were missing. It could be taken the wrong way very easily. They had been lying low. Prue went to work and the grocery store and that was it. She had called Phoebe's college and told them that Phoebe had come down with a very bad case of the flu and would be out for a few weeks. Piper ran the club at night, but had mentioned the Leo was taking a much-needed vacation and was out and around. She had also used the flu excuse. They had had a random whitelighter named Carmen in and out while the demons had attacked, but Carmen didn't do much and spoke even less. She had told them what was to be expected and had answered no questions about Phoebe or Leo.
"Do you think that Cole has something to do with this?"
"Who?" asked Prue.
"Cole Turner. Phoebe's demonic boyfriend. I told you vanquishing him would create problems."
"I know, but I don't think that that had anything to do with it."
"You're most likely right. Ok, on to other things. The college called…" Piper began talking to Prue about the college and a new excuse that needed to be made up. Surely Phoebe would be over her flu by now….
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In fact, Phoebe did have a case of the flu. She had spent the entire day in the pool for no reason, and now she was sick. Leo wasn't allowed to use his healing powers on the island, so she lay in bed watching the TV and wishing she was back in the manor telling Prue and Piper she hadn't vanquished Cole and that they were getting married.
"Pheebs?" Phoebe looked up. She saw Leo at the door.
"Wazzup?" she asked him.
"How are you?" He asked at the same time. They laughed. Leo decided to continue. "I'm sorry about not being able to heal you, but they're watching so closely, and I don't want to have my wings clipped so close to the wedding."
"It's ok. I'm feeling better." Phoebe said. She coughed, causing Leo to look over in alarm.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"No." Phoebe put in, "Buy you shouldn't be concentrating on me. You need to focus on Cole. He's getting so close. I want him to be a Mortal-Witch. I need him to be."
"That's what I came to talk about with you. He's almost done. The council says that you can go home in two weeks. I need you to hang in there."
"I'll do it for him." Phoebe fell asleep as soon as Leo whispered his last words.
"I'm glad."
"So am I." Leo twisted around. Cole stood there. He was smiling, but grimly. He was obviously in pain, physical and mental. He wanted Phoebe to get better, and he would do anything for it. "Listen, Leo, don't make her suffer for me."
"I don't have a choice over the matter." The men walked out of the room and into the small living room space that was provided in the cabin that they were all living in. "I want Phoebe to get better as much as you do, but I can't help what the council told me. Once you become a Mortal-Witch, you'll understand you can never go against the council unless it is very important. They can strip your powers away or take away your wings. I would know, they did that to me for bringing Piper back from the dead."
"I love Phoebe. I need her to get better." Cole said.
"And she will, over time. She just needs a few days. It's just the flu, its not like she has cancer or something. She'll get better Cole, don't worry." Leo assured him.
"Ok." Cole went to his room and sat down on the bed. He pulled out the object that he had been hiding for all the time. It was a glittering gold band with a sparkling diamond and sapphires on it. He was planning on giving it to Phoebe when she got better and when they returned to the Earth. It was what kept him going right now. He knew that there was no way she would reject him, not after what he had gone through for her. He returned the ring to its box and returned to the track outside. He started to run around it and just kept on going until it was very late and he couldn't move a muscle. He limped back to the cabin, lay down on his bed, and went to sleep figuring out what he was going to do with his life after he returned to Earth.
"Where are they?" asked Piper for the third time that day. Phoebe and Leo had been gone for close to two weeks, and Piper and Prue were worried. They had had to fend off about two demons, but nothing that required the power of three. Luckily. They wouldn't be so lucky next time.
"For the millionth time, I DON'T KNOW!" yelled Prue. She was as frustrated as Piper was, but it looked bad. Her sister's husband-to-be and sister were missing. It could be taken the wrong way very easily. They had been lying low. Prue went to work and the grocery store and that was it. She had called Phoebe's college and told them that Phoebe had come down with a very bad case of the flu and would be out for a few weeks. Piper ran the club at night, but had mentioned the Leo was taking a much-needed vacation and was out and around. She had also used the flu excuse. They had had a random whitelighter named Carmen in and out while the demons had attacked, but Carmen didn't do much and spoke even less. She had told them what was to be expected and had answered no questions about Phoebe or Leo.
"Do you think that Cole has something to do with this?"
"Who?" asked Prue.
"Cole Turner. Phoebe's demonic boyfriend. I told you vanquishing him would create problems."
"I know, but I don't think that that had anything to do with it."
"You're most likely right. Ok, on to other things. The college called…" Piper began talking to Prue about the college and a new excuse that needed to be made up. Surely Phoebe would be over her flu by now….
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In fact, Phoebe did have a case of the flu. She had spent the entire day in the pool for no reason, and now she was sick. Leo wasn't allowed to use his healing powers on the island, so she lay in bed watching the TV and wishing she was back in the manor telling Prue and Piper she hadn't vanquished Cole and that they were getting married.
"Pheebs?" Phoebe looked up. She saw Leo at the door.
"Wazzup?" she asked him.
"How are you?" He asked at the same time. They laughed. Leo decided to continue. "I'm sorry about not being able to heal you, but they're watching so closely, and I don't want to have my wings clipped so close to the wedding."
"It's ok. I'm feeling better." Phoebe said. She coughed, causing Leo to look over in alarm.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"No." Phoebe put in, "Buy you shouldn't be concentrating on me. You need to focus on Cole. He's getting so close. I want him to be a Mortal-Witch. I need him to be."
"That's what I came to talk about with you. He's almost done. The council says that you can go home in two weeks. I need you to hang in there."
"I'll do it for him." Phoebe fell asleep as soon as Leo whispered his last words.
"I'm glad."
"So am I." Leo twisted around. Cole stood there. He was smiling, but grimly. He was obviously in pain, physical and mental. He wanted Phoebe to get better, and he would do anything for it. "Listen, Leo, don't make her suffer for me."
"I don't have a choice over the matter." The men walked out of the room and into the small living room space that was provided in the cabin that they were all living in. "I want Phoebe to get better as much as you do, but I can't help what the council told me. Once you become a Mortal-Witch, you'll understand you can never go against the council unless it is very important. They can strip your powers away or take away your wings. I would know, they did that to me for bringing Piper back from the dead."
"I love Phoebe. I need her to get better." Cole said.
"And she will, over time. She just needs a few days. It's just the flu, its not like she has cancer or something. She'll get better Cole, don't worry." Leo assured him.
"Ok." Cole went to his room and sat down on the bed. He pulled out the object that he had been hiding for all the time. It was a glittering gold band with a sparkling diamond and sapphires on it. He was planning on giving it to Phoebe when she got better and when they returned to the Earth. It was what kept him going right now. He knew that there was no way she would reject him, not after what he had gone through for her. He returned the ring to its box and returned to the track outside. He started to run around it and just kept on going until it was very late and he couldn't move a muscle. He limped back to the cabin, lay down on his bed, and went to sleep figuring out what he was going to do with his life after he returned to Earth.