Part Two of
Phoebe and Cole- Another AU
Phoebe focused her eyes on the drink that was in her hands. She couldn't stop thinking of the stranger she had met earlier. Well, he wasn't really a stranger anymore. After all, she had slept with him a few times and they seemed to be a couple. But she still wasn't sure. She just shook her head at all of her problems and took another sip of her ice water. She picked the slice of lime that was on the side of the glass and began sucking on it. She nearly swallowed it when someone startled her.
"You know, that's not good for you!" She heard him and saw him sit down next to her, but didn't believe that he was there. "Or so I'm told. Scotch.", he directed towards her but changed to the bartender. He threw down the money and a tip for him.
"And lime is bad for you!", she joked. "Why are you here? I didn't realize that you would be here. I mean, I know you said you would, but I half expected you to not show. So why are you here?"
"I said that I would be here, so I am here." (A/N: Cat on my feet and I can't feel my legs! Back to the story) Cole swallowed his shot of scotch and put the glass down. "So, Phoebe, what are you drinking?"
"Water. I'm not a very big alchol drinker. Only when I need it. Bad day, sister fight, demon trying to kill me...", she added to herself.
"What was that?", Cole asked curiously.
"Nothing that was important to the conversation. So, Cole, what were you doing at my school yesterday?"
"I was just doing my job... Some student there whitnessed a crime and I need to talk to them.", Cole answered. He technically wasn't suppose to talk about the cases that he worked on, but he knew that Phoebe wouldn't tell the local papers about the murder that happened in downtown San Fransico. Actually, she probably already knew of it seeing as how it happened right outside of P3. Not to mention that she was the student. "Actually, maybe you know her. Phoebe Halliwell....."
Phoebe giggled. "So you are the A.D.A that I was suppose to talk to. I had posted a message telling you I couldn't meet you. Did you get it?"
"Yeah... I didn't even know that you were the girl who I was suppose to talk to. But, it worked out ok." He brushed her hair away, and again he felt her melt under his touch. "You know, I'm not suppose to sleep with my clients." He smiled suggestivly at her.
"So how do you feel about breaking the rules?", she asked.
"Sounds like fun." He reached over and touched her lips with his. He forced his passion onto her and felt her returning it. He pulled her to his body and felt the perfectness he had already expierenced. Her lips parted and his tounge took full advantage. It was a while before they realized that they were in a public place and broke the kiss. "So... Do you want to leave here, or is it just me?"
Sh grabbed his hand and her purse and led him to the exit of P3.
~*~*~*~
Cole's eyes fluttered open. He could feel Phoebe pressed against him bare chest. It had been a long time since he had had these feelings. In fact, he had never felt them before. Never in his hundred plus years of being Belthazor..... That was a part of his life that he had wanted to forget. That was why he had been hiding out in the mortal world. Despite the constant inconviences, he was a lot happier there as his Human half. He hated the underworld.
Anyway, he was having feelings that he couldn't explain. He liked Phoebe when he usually hated mortals. He didn't find any good use from them besides personal pleasures. But then Phoebe.... He was just happy around Phoebe and she made him insecure and too full of hope. He hated that alot, also. There was alot of things that he hated. But Phoebe wasn't one of them.... He couldn't imagine living without her now that he had met her.
He saw her wake up and immediatly began sitting up. "Hey there!" He sat up and kissed her lips quickly, but he got no response. "Phoebe, you ok? Are you feeling not so good about last night?"
Doubt. Add that to the list of things he hated.
"You're not regretting it, are you?"
She turned to him and looked him in the eyes. "No, that's not it. I just had a really disturbing dream.... I think I need to get home. Can you take me there? I really need to talk to my sisters."
"Yeah, sure.What was the dream about?", he asked cautiously.
"Sistely stuff. I just need to talk to them." She gathered her cloths together and headed towards the bathroom where she put them back on. All she could think of was the preminition she had recieved during her dreams....
Phoebe and Cole- Another AU
Phoebe focused her eyes on the drink that was in her hands. She couldn't stop thinking of the stranger she had met earlier. Well, he wasn't really a stranger anymore. After all, she had slept with him a few times and they seemed to be a couple. But she still wasn't sure. She just shook her head at all of her problems and took another sip of her ice water. She picked the slice of lime that was on the side of the glass and began sucking on it. She nearly swallowed it when someone startled her.
"You know, that's not good for you!" She heard him and saw him sit down next to her, but didn't believe that he was there. "Or so I'm told. Scotch.", he directed towards her but changed to the bartender. He threw down the money and a tip for him.
"And lime is bad for you!", she joked. "Why are you here? I didn't realize that you would be here. I mean, I know you said you would, but I half expected you to not show. So why are you here?"
"I said that I would be here, so I am here." (A/N: Cat on my feet and I can't feel my legs! Back to the story) Cole swallowed his shot of scotch and put the glass down. "So, Phoebe, what are you drinking?"
"Water. I'm not a very big alchol drinker. Only when I need it. Bad day, sister fight, demon trying to kill me...", she added to herself.
"What was that?", Cole asked curiously.
"Nothing that was important to the conversation. So, Cole, what were you doing at my school yesterday?"
"I was just doing my job... Some student there whitnessed a crime and I need to talk to them.", Cole answered. He technically wasn't suppose to talk about the cases that he worked on, but he knew that Phoebe wouldn't tell the local papers about the murder that happened in downtown San Fransico. Actually, she probably already knew of it seeing as how it happened right outside of P3. Not to mention that she was the student. "Actually, maybe you know her. Phoebe Halliwell....."
Phoebe giggled. "So you are the A.D.A that I was suppose to talk to. I had posted a message telling you I couldn't meet you. Did you get it?"
"Yeah... I didn't even know that you were the girl who I was suppose to talk to. But, it worked out ok." He brushed her hair away, and again he felt her melt under his touch. "You know, I'm not suppose to sleep with my clients." He smiled suggestivly at her.
"So how do you feel about breaking the rules?", she asked.
"Sounds like fun." He reached over and touched her lips with his. He forced his passion onto her and felt her returning it. He pulled her to his body and felt the perfectness he had already expierenced. Her lips parted and his tounge took full advantage. It was a while before they realized that they were in a public place and broke the kiss. "So... Do you want to leave here, or is it just me?"
Sh grabbed his hand and her purse and led him to the exit of P3.
~*~*~*~
Cole's eyes fluttered open. He could feel Phoebe pressed against him bare chest. It had been a long time since he had had these feelings. In fact, he had never felt them before. Never in his hundred plus years of being Belthazor..... That was a part of his life that he had wanted to forget. That was why he had been hiding out in the mortal world. Despite the constant inconviences, he was a lot happier there as his Human half. He hated the underworld.
Anyway, he was having feelings that he couldn't explain. He liked Phoebe when he usually hated mortals. He didn't find any good use from them besides personal pleasures. But then Phoebe.... He was just happy around Phoebe and she made him insecure and too full of hope. He hated that alot, also. There was alot of things that he hated. But Phoebe wasn't one of them.... He couldn't imagine living without her now that he had met her.
He saw her wake up and immediatly began sitting up. "Hey there!" He sat up and kissed her lips quickly, but he got no response. "Phoebe, you ok? Are you feeling not so good about last night?"
Doubt. Add that to the list of things he hated.
"You're not regretting it, are you?"
She turned to him and looked him in the eyes. "No, that's not it. I just had a really disturbing dream.... I think I need to get home. Can you take me there? I really need to talk to my sisters."
"Yeah, sure.What was the dream about?", he asked cautiously.
"Sistely stuff. I just need to talk to them." She gathered her cloths together and headed towards the bathroom where she put them back on. All she could think of was the preminition she had recieved during her dreams....
