~Part Twelve~
"Phoebe?" Leo yelled.
"In here." She was in the kitchen, eating what Leo had left on the counter when he left. She looked surprisingly cheerful.
"'Morning." Said Cole, as he walked behind them.
"Ok, good news," said Leo, "The council says you can go home today."
"What? Today?" exclaimed Phoebe.
"That's great!" said Cole.
"Get your bags packed up." Leo told them, "the sooner you're ready to go, then the sooner we can leave. I miss Piper."
Phoebe giggled. "Hey look." She said. She held out her hand.
"I know already, congratulations."
"How do you know?" she asked.
"The council told me. They know too. They think that that will be the final bridge to fix the problems good and evil have had for so long." Leo put in.
"I guess your right." Said Cole. "I'll be glad once I know that nobody is looking for me anymore."
"They won't be. Cole, your transformation is complete. You can live in the real world as a Witch-Mortal now. You have proved you don't have the instinct to kill. We changed your life-signs; the source won't be able to find you. I should know. I was once possessed by a demon named Catzel. I saw the source daily for almost a week. He can't find me anymore though." Leo told Cole.
"You're the one that Catzel had? We all heard about that." Cole said.
"I'm glad to hear I'm so popular up there." Leo put in with a laugh, "finish up and get ready. I want to go home."
Phoebe and Cole both finished up their breakfast. Phoebe went into her room. She packed up the few belongings she had brought up with her. She put her clothes into the bag. Then she sat down on the bed and thought. She wanted to marry Cole right away, she decided. Maybe even have a double wedding with Leo and Piper. But then Prue would be left out. Prue, the eldest, the one who thought she would marry first, wasn't getting married. Phoebe let her thoughts drift on Prue for awhile. Prue wouldn't be that happy, she decided. You are marrying a former demon, a little voice in Phoebe's head reminded her, what do you expect from your sister? She always hated Cole. Phoebe took her thoughts away from this. She wanted the marriage to be happy and to work. She let her thoughts go towards the future. She lay back on the bed and closed her eyes. She drifted to sleep and had a dream.
"Phoebe?" Leo yelled.
"In here." She was in the kitchen, eating what Leo had left on the counter when he left. She looked surprisingly cheerful.
"'Morning." Said Cole, as he walked behind them.
"Ok, good news," said Leo, "The council says you can go home today."
"What? Today?" exclaimed Phoebe.
"That's great!" said Cole.
"Get your bags packed up." Leo told them, "the sooner you're ready to go, then the sooner we can leave. I miss Piper."
Phoebe giggled. "Hey look." She said. She held out her hand.
"I know already, congratulations."
"How do you know?" she asked.
"The council told me. They know too. They think that that will be the final bridge to fix the problems good and evil have had for so long." Leo put in.
"I guess your right." Said Cole. "I'll be glad once I know that nobody is looking for me anymore."
"They won't be. Cole, your transformation is complete. You can live in the real world as a Witch-Mortal now. You have proved you don't have the instinct to kill. We changed your life-signs; the source won't be able to find you. I should know. I was once possessed by a demon named Catzel. I saw the source daily for almost a week. He can't find me anymore though." Leo told Cole.
"You're the one that Catzel had? We all heard about that." Cole said.
"I'm glad to hear I'm so popular up there." Leo put in with a laugh, "finish up and get ready. I want to go home."
Phoebe and Cole both finished up their breakfast. Phoebe went into her room. She packed up the few belongings she had brought up with her. She put her clothes into the bag. Then she sat down on the bed and thought. She wanted to marry Cole right away, she decided. Maybe even have a double wedding with Leo and Piper. But then Prue would be left out. Prue, the eldest, the one who thought she would marry first, wasn't getting married. Phoebe let her thoughts drift on Prue for awhile. Prue wouldn't be that happy, she decided. You are marrying a former demon, a little voice in Phoebe's head reminded her, what do you expect from your sister? She always hated Cole. Phoebe took her thoughts away from this. She wanted the marriage to be happy and to work. She let her thoughts go towards the future. She lay back on the bed and closed her eyes. She drifted to sleep and had a dream.