Part 7 of
Better Safe Then Sorry
She slept easy, Cole watching her and her chest rising slowly then falling. He pushed her hair back and then went back down to his sister. He found her sitting on the couch with a mug of coffee and Piper had lit a fire. He never pictured Piper as that type of girl.
"Hey, Leslie.... What you thinkin' about?", he asked.
"Just what Phoebe was saying to me while we walked over here. She told me a few things about her and her life and.... You know, we just talked."
Cole took her hand in his. "You want to tell me about it?"
Leslie smiled at her brother. "I missed you so much, you know."
He hugged her tightly. "I know.... I missed you, too."
Leslie started telling him about the trip that she had taken with Phoebe.
~*~*~*~
(Note to you people who can't sense flashbacks coming on. We have just expierenced the waves of time travel.)
"So what do you do for a living, Phoebe?"
Phoebe tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Umm, actually I don't have one. My oldest sister died recently and when we met Paige, Piper told me that she would like me available to the witchy thing twenty-four seven until she got the hang of it. So that is what I do. What did you do before you came here?"
"I worked with children. Anything I could do would be welcomed among towns. I guess my demon half never had any effect on me." Leslie wrapped her arms tightly around herself in attempt to warm herself up more.
"Cole wasn't always like that. I turned him... He sacrificed himself for me. Plenty of times. He is the best thing that could ever happen to me and I don't know what I would do without him. I just need to get away for a while. Promise me you won't tell him where I am?"
Leslie hesitated, thinking of whether or not Phoebe could get hurt. She heard her echo the word 'promise' and she nodded slightly. She didn't quite understand what she would tell them if they asked, she wasn't really sure about where Phoebe was headed. Still, if Phoebe couldn't trust her, then she might not take her to her brother. And that was all that she wanted.
"So how do you like living without your powers?", Phoebe asked.
"I would like it a lot better if I wasn't sleeping on the streets. I mean, I never used any of my powers anyway so I didn't have that much to get used to. It was weird not hearing my demonic half taunting at me for hours and hours; telling me not to be normal and how it was bad."
Phoebe stopped, shocked. Cole had never told her that before; she had no idea what his demonic half said to him. She knew why he never talked about his past, but she never knew why he just stopped talking about it all together. She needed to change the subject and soon. She didn't want to hear about that part of Cole's life anymore.
"Phoebe? You ok?"
Phoebe realized that she was still stopped. "Yeah, fine.... I was just wondering about something. But it's no big deal."
"Really.... So anyway. What did you want to talk about?"
"Um... How about the weather we've been having lately?"
Leslie chuckled slightly. "You know, you're funny. I think I can see why Cole would like you. I mean, he's never like anyone before. Aside from me. I can remember when we were kids, whenever I didn't kill an innocent or a witch, I would get beat. I can remember how he use to come and comfort me. We use to love each other very much. And now he has that again."
Phoebe watched the ground change with every step that she took. They were near her house and had to end the conversation soon. "Leslie, I hope I see you again."
Leslie turned to her with a questioning look upon her face. "You're not coming back?"
"Maybe... I'm a Charmed One. I have a responibilty to go back at some point. But I need to forgive myself for what I did. I don't think that I could face my family if I didn't forgive myself first. It would just be two big mistakes for me and I wouldn't feel any better."
"What do you have to forgive yourself for?"
"It's my fault that my sister died."
"Phoebe, it's never anyone's fault when someone they love dies. It's something that was meant to happen. If she hadn't of died, you never would of met your younger sister. Not to mention you wouldn't have Cole back in your life. Would it have been better if you didn't have him or your sister? She was meant to die and if she didn't die during that attack then the next one. Sounds like you just need to accept it. Not forgive it for happening."
Phoebe thought about what Cole's sister said. She noticed that they were at her house and she couldn't go any further. "Um, we are at my house. This is where I drop you off. It was lovely meeting you!" She quickly rushed off...
~*~*~*~
"And that is where I knocked on the door." Leslie let go of Cole's hand. "And I promised I wouldn't tell you any of this so please don't tell her I told you. I don't want to get on her bad side. She was so nice to bring me to you and help me. She didn't even know me."
"That's just like Phoebe. I wonder what she is thinking right now. Or dreaming as the case may be." He looked at his sister. "I missed you."
"I missed you, too."
They hugged for the bazillonth time that day.
Better Safe Then Sorry
She slept easy, Cole watching her and her chest rising slowly then falling. He pushed her hair back and then went back down to his sister. He found her sitting on the couch with a mug of coffee and Piper had lit a fire. He never pictured Piper as that type of girl.
"Hey, Leslie.... What you thinkin' about?", he asked.
"Just what Phoebe was saying to me while we walked over here. She told me a few things about her and her life and.... You know, we just talked."
Cole took her hand in his. "You want to tell me about it?"
Leslie smiled at her brother. "I missed you so much, you know."
He hugged her tightly. "I know.... I missed you, too."
Leslie started telling him about the trip that she had taken with Phoebe.
~*~*~*~
(Note to you people who can't sense flashbacks coming on. We have just expierenced the waves of time travel.)
"So what do you do for a living, Phoebe?"
Phoebe tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Umm, actually I don't have one. My oldest sister died recently and when we met Paige, Piper told me that she would like me available to the witchy thing twenty-four seven until she got the hang of it. So that is what I do. What did you do before you came here?"
"I worked with children. Anything I could do would be welcomed among towns. I guess my demon half never had any effect on me." Leslie wrapped her arms tightly around herself in attempt to warm herself up more.
"Cole wasn't always like that. I turned him... He sacrificed himself for me. Plenty of times. He is the best thing that could ever happen to me and I don't know what I would do without him. I just need to get away for a while. Promise me you won't tell him where I am?"
Leslie hesitated, thinking of whether or not Phoebe could get hurt. She heard her echo the word 'promise' and she nodded slightly. She didn't quite understand what she would tell them if they asked, she wasn't really sure about where Phoebe was headed. Still, if Phoebe couldn't trust her, then she might not take her to her brother. And that was all that she wanted.
"So how do you like living without your powers?", Phoebe asked.
"I would like it a lot better if I wasn't sleeping on the streets. I mean, I never used any of my powers anyway so I didn't have that much to get used to. It was weird not hearing my demonic half taunting at me for hours and hours; telling me not to be normal and how it was bad."
Phoebe stopped, shocked. Cole had never told her that before; she had no idea what his demonic half said to him. She knew why he never talked about his past, but she never knew why he just stopped talking about it all together. She needed to change the subject and soon. She didn't want to hear about that part of Cole's life anymore.
"Phoebe? You ok?"
Phoebe realized that she was still stopped. "Yeah, fine.... I was just wondering about something. But it's no big deal."
"Really.... So anyway. What did you want to talk about?"
"Um... How about the weather we've been having lately?"
Leslie chuckled slightly. "You know, you're funny. I think I can see why Cole would like you. I mean, he's never like anyone before. Aside from me. I can remember when we were kids, whenever I didn't kill an innocent or a witch, I would get beat. I can remember how he use to come and comfort me. We use to love each other very much. And now he has that again."
Phoebe watched the ground change with every step that she took. They were near her house and had to end the conversation soon. "Leslie, I hope I see you again."
Leslie turned to her with a questioning look upon her face. "You're not coming back?"
"Maybe... I'm a Charmed One. I have a responibilty to go back at some point. But I need to forgive myself for what I did. I don't think that I could face my family if I didn't forgive myself first. It would just be two big mistakes for me and I wouldn't feel any better."
"What do you have to forgive yourself for?"
"It's my fault that my sister died."
"Phoebe, it's never anyone's fault when someone they love dies. It's something that was meant to happen. If she hadn't of died, you never would of met your younger sister. Not to mention you wouldn't have Cole back in your life. Would it have been better if you didn't have him or your sister? She was meant to die and if she didn't die during that attack then the next one. Sounds like you just need to accept it. Not forgive it for happening."
Phoebe thought about what Cole's sister said. She noticed that they were at her house and she couldn't go any further. "Um, we are at my house. This is where I drop you off. It was lovely meeting you!" She quickly rushed off...
~*~*~*~
"And that is where I knocked on the door." Leslie let go of Cole's hand. "And I promised I wouldn't tell you any of this so please don't tell her I told you. I don't want to get on her bad side. She was so nice to bring me to you and help me. She didn't even know me."
"That's just like Phoebe. I wonder what she is thinking right now. Or dreaming as the case may be." He looked at his sister. "I missed you."
"I missed you, too."
They hugged for the bazillonth time that day.
