Part 9 of

Phoebe and Cole- Another AU

Phoebe woke up the next morning in Cole's arms. That wasn't odd in itself, but she was fully clothed (including shoes) and on the couch of the Halliwell Manor. He was still asleep. She never thought that the first time he would spend the night there would be with him on the couch. He was still sound asleep and she didn't want to wake him. The memories of last night flooded her head and she felt a wave of nausea rush through her.

She couldn't believe that she had ruined her sisters night of fun and left her alone. Piper had to come home, too, just because she felt like the fifth weel. Cole was sweet enough to stay and comfort her while she spent the night hovering over the bathroom toilet. She was a little embarressed that he had seen her throwing up, but he assured her that she hadn't to be worried. She couldn't even think of why she was throwing up. She didn't even have a drink after they left the movies.

After the movie, which she spent in the bathroom because she felt sick, they went to P3. She told them she would be right back and she just wanted to check herself in the mirror. Cole followed her because he could tell that she was lying and found her throwing up. She nearly ran him over and begged him not to tell his sisters, but he did anyway. He dragged her home and around ten, they fell onto the couch.

"Morning, sweetie...", Cole said. "How you feelin'?"

She looked at him and said, "A little better.... I can't understand why I threw up so much last night."

"Maybe you should go to the doctor."

"No... It's not that bad and really, I do feel better!"

"I can tell you're lying. I know you better then you think I do."

She smiled at him and fell back down on his forearm. "You know, that's why I am......"

He smiled at her, encouraging her to go on, despite the fact that he knew full well what she was going to say. "Please continue."

"It's nothing."

"If it makes you feel any better, I am, too."

She smiled and said, "Really?"

"Yeah."

"Good."

"Ditto."

They layed in silence for a couple of minutes. Piper came down in her pajama's, slightly embarressed. She headed straight towards the kitchen, careful not to interupt the happy couple. She returned minutes later to see them asleep, only to remember that Phoebe had class. She woke her sister up and left her alone. Phoebe panicked slightly, but Cole said he would drop her off at school. They were ready and out of there in a matter of minutes.

~*~*~*~

Cole sat in his apartment, wondering if what he was about to do really what should be done. Phoebe and him had made plans for that night just before he drove off. He called earlier and left a message cancelling them. If he knew her right, she would be there quickly. He knew exactly what he would say and exactly what he would say. Hopefully, he would be able to go through with it.

Cole had skipped work to think about his situation. There hadn't been much time to think clearly seeing as how every minute was spent with Phoebe or thinking about Phoebe. There was no way he could think of how to break up with her with her around. It was true that he loved her, but he was a demon. It just didn't make sense that they were together. It was like adding two and two together. He waited for the knock that wouls surely sound anytime soon. Then, there it was.

He slowly walked to the door and opened it. "Phoebe. I knew you'd be here..."

She walked in, not speaking. She looked around the apartment and sat down on a chair, propping her head up on her fist. She sat in silence, not sure of what to say or do.

"Phoebe, just say what you want to say.", Cole said not looking into her eye. "I know you want to say it, you know you want to say it. Damn't, Phoebe. Even your sisters know that you want to say it!"

She was a little shocked and pulled back into the chair. She had never heard him yell before and it scared her. She looked away from him, desperate not to show him the tears that he caused just then.

"Phoebe..."

She looked back at him and blurted out in a raised voice, "Cole, I'm considering my words that way I don't say something I don't mean! Aparently I'm the only one who does it anymore."

"What are you talking about?"

"I didn't come here because you cancelled the plans, I came here because I had no where else to go! I had a fight with my sisters and I just needed to get to somewhere other then my room. I knew you would be here... Probably pondering how to brake up with me that way you don't have to tell me you love me when you really do." She stood up and grabbed her jacket. "That's ok. I'll just leave."

She pushed by Cole, but stopped as he placed a hand over her stomach. She walked back and stared into his eyes, begging for a shoulder to cry on. He slowly touched his lips to hers, tearing apart as she cryed. He sat down on the couch and pulled her on top of him, placing his cheek on top of her head. She sat there drawing lazy circles on his kneew, avoiding any talking that might take place. In the end, it was she who started the conversation.

"I just had no where else to go. I knew you were probably going to brake up with me just because I am in love with you, but anywhere else I ran the risk of running into them."

"I wasn't going to brake up with you because you said you loved me..." He let out a short sound that if it were just a little longer, it would be a small laugh. "I love you, too.... But if you knew what I knew.... We just shouldn't be together. It's not right..."

Phoebe took her head out from underneath his, causing him to fall forward in a contolabke way. She looked at him and said, "I want to know what you know." He kissed her slightly before saying, "No, you don't...."

Phoebe kissed him passiontaly, forgeting everything that had said that night aside from an "I love you". She ran her hands through his hair and he carressed hers. She changed the way she sat so that she sat facing him. She ran her fingers over his chest and he pulled her closer to him. After a minute or two of just kissing each other's faces, Cole pressed his lips onto her neck. Phoebe pulled away and took off her shirt, leaving her chest easy for him to see. She crashed back onto his lups, pulling at his shirt. He began taking it off, only to press her right up against him. He started to unhook her bra, the whole time kissing, when there was a knock at the door.

Phoebe pulled away from his ear and dashed to the other saying, "Ignore it!"

Cole found it as the perfect way for them to stop what they were doing, so he pulled away. "I can't. I'm expecting a very important someone."

"Cole, I'm already here!" She got up off him and put her bra back on.

"Someone from work... After I cancel the plans they asked if I could help them with something and any other mortal would have accepted, so I-"

"Mortal?", Phoebe asked as she put her shirt back on and threw him his. "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing..."

"Does it have to do with what you know?"

The knock came again and Cole escaped to the door. When he answered it he found Prue. She quickly ducked behind him and found her sister, hugging her tight. "Thank god you are ok!"

"Prue? What the hell is the matter with you..."

"He's back. We thought that when you didn't answer your phone that he had gotten you!"

"No, I'm just here at Cole's." Her hand flew up towards him when she said his name. It was quickly re-assigned to scrathching her neck in the back. "Do you guys need me? Is Piper alright?"

"Yeah, she's fine! She's at home waiting for a signal that it's ok. You can stay if you want, but just promise me you'll make it home early, tonight."

Phoebe nodded and hugged her sister quickly as she headed out. She stared at Cole, waiting for them to be able to continue their conversation while Cole was dreading it.

"Why didn't you go with your sister?"

"Because we were in the middle of a dicussion that shouldn't remail un-disscussed!"

"Is that a word?" He ignored the glare the Phoebe sent and continued. "Is getting attacked something that happens often?"

"Sort of, but if you're worried about getting hurt around me, you needn't be, because... because... because..."

"Because you're a witch?', he asked carefully.

Phoebe stood shocked at his words. She considered every syllble that formed the words. "How did you..."

"Everybody that is involved with magic knows about the Charmed Ones."

Phoebe turned towards the door and started headed that way.

"Where are you going?"

"I changed my mind. I don't want to have this conversation!"