~Part Fifteen~
"Pheebs, I want to talk to you." Piper said to Phoebe. It was the next morning. Cole and Leo had left to go and chat with the council. Prue was at a photo shoot.
"What is it?" Phoebe asked. She sensed the slight distress in her sisters' voice.
"Are you sure about marrying Cole? I mean, he is, was a demon. He could be faking it."
"Piper, he's not a demon. I don't think he's ever going to hurt us again. He's really into this. Anyway, why would he give me this," she held up her hand, "If he wasn't serious?"
"I don't know, but still."
"Piper, it's fine. He's not going to kill me anymore. He's not going to kill you. He's not going to kill Prue. He's not going to kill anybody. For God's sakes, he isn't even DEMONIC!"
"Ok, I get your point. Well then I'm going to ask you this. If you are absolutely sure about marrying Cole Turner, do you want to have a double wedding?"
"Piper, you're not serious, are you?"
"Yes I am. Both Leo and me want this. Please?"
"I'll talk about it with Cole." Phoebe left the room. She carefully considered what Piper had just said to her. Cole was a demon, there was nothing more to say about that. But he had gone through hell to prove to her that he wasn't demonic anymore. But still….once a demon, always a demon, right? She looked around her room. She saw the evidence of two years of demon fighting all over the place. There were old photographs and broken pieces of furniture she had kept to remind herself of who she was. A witch. She was a charmed one. And she was going to bridge the fight between good and evil by marrying Balthazor. This would be one of the best things that could have ever happened to witches everywhere. If evil and good cooperated, then there wouldn't be anymore blood shed on either side. Maybe everybody would get along. Phoebe smiled to herself. This might work out after all.
~
Prue sat upstairs again. She had spent the night thinking. Thinking about marriage, about demons, and about herself in general.
"Prue?" Prue saw Phoebe's face at the door of her room.
"Yeah?"
"Can I talk to you?" Phoebe's face looked worried.
"Sure, little sister." She emphasized the word little.
"I hope you're not mad. I just wanted to tell you what happened when Leo, Cole, and I were gone."
"Pheebs," Prue sighed, "I don't need to hear stories about you and Cole fucking. It isn't really appropriate right now."
Phoebe looked surprised. "These aren't fucking stories, Prue. Cole worked his ass off to prove himself as a good man. He had the demonic side removed from him by the council. He needs time to recover from the shock. He turned into the nicest sweetest guy in the world. And when I had the flu, he left me alone with my thoughts, because the council wouldn't let him near me. He isn't about breaking the rules anymore, Prue. He's turned into a gentle, sweet man. I wish I could prove it to you more. But your mind is made up about Cole already. Please Prue, just give him a chance."
"I will."
"I mean, Prue, he's changed." Phoebe stopped suddenly. "Did you just say that you would?"
"Yeah, I did. Pheebs, you love this man. He loves you. You might even stop the fight between good and evil with him. Please, just follow your heart."
Phoebe leapt onto the bed and gave Prue a big hug. "Believe me, I will. Thank you."
"Pheebs, I want to talk to you." Piper said to Phoebe. It was the next morning. Cole and Leo had left to go and chat with the council. Prue was at a photo shoot.
"What is it?" Phoebe asked. She sensed the slight distress in her sisters' voice.
"Are you sure about marrying Cole? I mean, he is, was a demon. He could be faking it."
"Piper, he's not a demon. I don't think he's ever going to hurt us again. He's really into this. Anyway, why would he give me this," she held up her hand, "If he wasn't serious?"
"I don't know, but still."
"Piper, it's fine. He's not going to kill me anymore. He's not going to kill you. He's not going to kill Prue. He's not going to kill anybody. For God's sakes, he isn't even DEMONIC!"
"Ok, I get your point. Well then I'm going to ask you this. If you are absolutely sure about marrying Cole Turner, do you want to have a double wedding?"
"Piper, you're not serious, are you?"
"Yes I am. Both Leo and me want this. Please?"
"I'll talk about it with Cole." Phoebe left the room. She carefully considered what Piper had just said to her. Cole was a demon, there was nothing more to say about that. But he had gone through hell to prove to her that he wasn't demonic anymore. But still….once a demon, always a demon, right? She looked around her room. She saw the evidence of two years of demon fighting all over the place. There were old photographs and broken pieces of furniture she had kept to remind herself of who she was. A witch. She was a charmed one. And she was going to bridge the fight between good and evil by marrying Balthazor. This would be one of the best things that could have ever happened to witches everywhere. If evil and good cooperated, then there wouldn't be anymore blood shed on either side. Maybe everybody would get along. Phoebe smiled to herself. This might work out after all.
~
Prue sat upstairs again. She had spent the night thinking. Thinking about marriage, about demons, and about herself in general.
"Prue?" Prue saw Phoebe's face at the door of her room.
"Yeah?"
"Can I talk to you?" Phoebe's face looked worried.
"Sure, little sister." She emphasized the word little.
"I hope you're not mad. I just wanted to tell you what happened when Leo, Cole, and I were gone."
"Pheebs," Prue sighed, "I don't need to hear stories about you and Cole fucking. It isn't really appropriate right now."
Phoebe looked surprised. "These aren't fucking stories, Prue. Cole worked his ass off to prove himself as a good man. He had the demonic side removed from him by the council. He needs time to recover from the shock. He turned into the nicest sweetest guy in the world. And when I had the flu, he left me alone with my thoughts, because the council wouldn't let him near me. He isn't about breaking the rules anymore, Prue. He's turned into a gentle, sweet man. I wish I could prove it to you more. But your mind is made up about Cole already. Please Prue, just give him a chance."
"I will."
"I mean, Prue, he's changed." Phoebe stopped suddenly. "Did you just say that you would?"
"Yeah, I did. Pheebs, you love this man. He loves you. You might even stop the fight between good and evil with him. Please, just follow your heart."
Phoebe leapt onto the bed and gave Prue a big hug. "Believe me, I will. Thank you."