Part 4 of

Christmas Again?

Phoebe walked down the stairs. She couldn't believe that she had wanted Christmas everyday just a few days ago. Actually, it was just yesterday that she wanted Christmas everyday, according to the date. She thought about how she should be trying to make the most of everything, be happy for what she had. Maybe if everything were perfect for a change..... She needed a way out of this.

"Phoebe, you feelin' ok?", Cole asked. Phoebe had barely noticed that she had taken a seat in the living room. "You look a little.... lost."

Phoebe held up her fingers to demenstrate and she laughed as she said, "Just a little!"

Cole laughed with her. Phoebe began to relax as she could see that Cole was honestly trying to help her even though he knew he couldn't.

"I'm sorry I've been a bit of a bitch these last couple days. You can't remember it, but I can. I feel very bad about it right now."

"Phoebe, you want to tell me anything? Maybe you just need to hear yourself say it to figure it out."

Phoebe considered what Cole was saying, and in some twisted way, it made sense to her. She just wasn't sure how to say what she had to say. She decided to start off with the begining.

"You know how I was so excited on Christmas Eve, talking about how it would be nice for us to have Christmas everyday? I was wrong. I wolk up on Christmas and had a nice day, not as nice as I would have liked it, but it was nice. And when I woke up the next morning, it was Christmas. I sort of... panicked. I wanted the Cole that I knew and loved, and I couldn't have him. And then today.... It's just hell. I hate it, it's not as great as I thought it would be. But I have to make the most of it, right? I mean no one else remembers that yesterday and the day before that was Christmas... My dad shouldn't even be here. What if I was taken from my family and placed here by a demon? What's going to happen to them...."

Cole eveloped Phoebe in his arms. "You are going to be fine. You just need to have a little fun. Maybe that's the reason you have to relive this day. You aren't having any fun. Maybe you need to stop being a witch and start being a sister... Maybe a lover." He laughed slightly as she playfully hit his chest. "I know that you can work things out for yourself... I just know you can."

Phoebe sat up, causing Cole to fall forward just a sliver. "You think I can do it?"

He kissed her lightly and could see her melt with delight even after he parted from her lips. "I know you can. You're my baby.... You can do anything."

Phoebe smiled at him. "I knew I loved you for a reason."

Phoebe and Cole snuggled for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company. They seemed to be just like a normal couple; forgetting everything that stood in between them. Months of fighting with each other disolved as they hugged, both begining to feel comfortable with each other once more. More comfortable then they had for months. Funny, she thought. She couldn't even remember feeling uncomfortable around him.

"Phoebe!", Piper called from the kitchen. "You in there?"

Cole let go of Phoebe and took his place in the sitting room- leaving Phoebe and Piper alone. Piper became visible within seconds. "Hey, have you seen dad? He came this way a couple minutes ago and now I can't find him"

Phoebe shrugged her shoulders. "I haven't seen him. Piper, I wouldn't- "

Phoebe was interupted by laughing. Laughing that originated from the sitting room. Phoebe ducked into the room quickly and then reappeared next to Piper. "You won't believe it."

"What?"

"It's them."

"It's who?"

"Leo and Cole and Dad! All three of them! Laughing!!!"

"What!?", Piper screached. She ran to the source of the laughing and stared at them, bewildered. She glanced around the room to confirm what Phoebe had already told her. "They aren't hurting each other? This must be a dream."

"What?", Phoebe asked a little suspicous.

"Nothing... I just have this really weird feeling that I am in a dream.... So anyway, no witchy stuff today. Everybody! Breakfast is ready and Paige is about ready to eat all of the food so if you would join me in the dining room....."

"Yay!", Phoebe chorused. The group set off for a lovely breakfast with the family.

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After breakfast, everyone collapsed in front of the tv watching movies; Phoebe and Cole washed the breakfast dishes. Around noon, they had a short lunch and played a few Christmas games and somehow, they managed to make it 'till 6:00 where they sang the songs that had played all day long. The worst singer of the best had to of been Leo, the best being Phoebe. She had always had the best voice of the group.

Cole nudged Phoebe during the gift opening. "Hey, you. You never told me that you were a singer." He smiled at her. Everyone had just finished the gifts and were no ooing and ahing over the gifts and were thanking everyone else for them. Phoebe and Cole seperated from the group when they started the conversation.

"Yeah, well... You never asked! Just like you never asked where my gift for you went.", she said coyly. Earlier she had removed the gift from underneath the tree and had decided to replace it with something else.

"Where did it go?", he asked, humoring her.

Phoebe removed a small velvet box from her pocket. "Here." She opened to reveal a gemmed ring that was gold. The ring could be recognized as one of Grams' many rings. Cole looked at her strangly, not completely understanding what this was all about. "I would like to marry you, if you will still have me as your wife."

"Are you kidding me?" He picked her up and swung her around in a circle. He placed her down and kissed her. "My god, of course I will have you for my wife!"

Phoebe smiled as she rejoined the group, announcing the news to her family. Cole placed the ring on Phoebe's finger. Everyone went back to being a family before saying goodbye's and goodnight's.

Before Phoebe slipped into bed, she wrote on and index card exactly what the day was like and what happened- even though she knew that it was going to be Christmas tomorrow,again. Cole begged her to just come fall asleep, btu she continued to write about the day. Finally, she finished what she was doing and then climbed into bed and fell asleep.

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Cole tugged on Phoebe's night shirt. "Phoebe, hunny... Wake up?"

"Lemme guess, Christmas?", Phoebe yawned.

"No! Christmas was yesterday, remember?", he asked. "Did you hit your head or something?"

Phoebe stared at him awkwardly. "What?", she asked disbelievingly. She ran over to the index card that she had written upon yesterday. Her eyes bulged out nearly a half a mile. "This was yesterday's Christmas!"

"Yeah.... Very good, Phoebe."

"No, I mean.... God, I never thought that I would be so happy to see Christmas go away. God, that was three days of hell!" She ran up against him and kissed him. She immediatly left the room and ran around the house singing, "It's the day after Christmas!"

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The End

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