Part 7 of
Virtual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Cole stood at the door of the Halliwell Mansion, or at least that's what the guys at the station called the place. Apparently, they had been involved in a lot of crimes, whitness-ing and stuff like that. He laughed at his knowledge of one person- an innocent person. Someone that he needed to know nothing about yet it seemed like he could tell you anything about this person. He liked that, but he didn't like the insecure feeling that she placed upon him...
He absolutly despised the fact that she made him that way. He was always the guy to think what he wanted and then get it. No exceptions, nothing stood in his way. He finally found enough courage to knock on the door, or ring the bell. He forgot which he did, but when it opened slightly he wished that he hadn't.
A woman with dark hair stood before him. She stared at him coldly as if she could protect her house from unwanted visitors, and he could almost see the hatred that she must have possessed. He stared at her back, same look of protection and rage shining in his eyes. But on him it didn't look scary and threatening, it looked sexy.
It seemed to be a contest, to see which one of the two were weaker. She suddenly smiled the tinest bit and he knew that he was allowed the right of being welcomed in the house.
"Can I help you?", she asked politly, loosening up.
"Ugh, yeah. Is Phoebe Halliwell here?"
"What do you want with my sister?"
Cole could see that she was the protective sister, he guessed her to be Prue. "I'm a friend of hers. Is it possible for me to see her?"
"Just one moment." Prue disappeared for a moment. He heard her calling her baby sister down, which was followed with Phoebe asking questions. Prue simply told her with an attitude that she didn't know and then there was silence in the house.
Someone finally made it to the door. He paused when he saw the woman smiling warmly at him. He could of swore that he saw the world around him slow to a hault when she finally came into full vision, as if she was an angel that time was bowing down to. He looked the beautiful woman over, deciding that she was defiantly the most beautiful person that he had ever seen. And when he heard her speek, he knew instantly that it had to be her that he was talking to over the internet.
"Hi! Do I know you?", she said cheerfully. He pulled himself out of the daze so that he could answer.
"Ugh, yeah. But you won't believe from where."
"Well, I would say from prison but no one liked me there, so....", she half joked, half seriously stated. "So? Where do I know you from?"
"My name is Cole Turner. I'm an A.D.A and I believe that you and I have been talking on the internet. I recently wanted to see who I had been talking to and I looked you up on my computer and this was listed as your address."
"So, wait... You're Cole114? Wow."
"Wow, what?", he asked slightly confused.
"Well, it's just that I wasn't expecting someone so... Dare I say cute?"
"Neither was I. And then there you are..."
They stood there, admiring each other's compliments and the good qualities that they could easily find in each other. Phoebe realized how cool it was outside, suddenly. "So, um... It's not that nice out. Do you have to come in for a cup of coffee or lunch or something."
He hesitated. Going in would mean that he really did have a friend, an attractive friend, but still a friend. He would have finally accepted that he was half human, and that he had learned to embrace it. But rejecting her proposal would mean that he would hurt the young lady that stood before him, and he really wouldn't have changed.
"Sure. Why not?"
Phoebe smiled as she opened the door wider for him. Suddenly, it looked like the day would be nice after all.
~*~*~*~
"Who was that?", Piper asked her sister as she entered her room. "Prue?"
"I don't know... But I get the weirdest feeling around him. I think that we should watch out for him from now on. I think he might be danger to us." Prue walked into her room, leaving a very confuse Piper standing at the top of the stairs.
Virtual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Cole stood at the door of the Halliwell Mansion, or at least that's what the guys at the station called the place. Apparently, they had been involved in a lot of crimes, whitness-ing and stuff like that. He laughed at his knowledge of one person- an innocent person. Someone that he needed to know nothing about yet it seemed like he could tell you anything about this person. He liked that, but he didn't like the insecure feeling that she placed upon him...
He absolutly despised the fact that she made him that way. He was always the guy to think what he wanted and then get it. No exceptions, nothing stood in his way. He finally found enough courage to knock on the door, or ring the bell. He forgot which he did, but when it opened slightly he wished that he hadn't.
A woman with dark hair stood before him. She stared at him coldly as if she could protect her house from unwanted visitors, and he could almost see the hatred that she must have possessed. He stared at her back, same look of protection and rage shining in his eyes. But on him it didn't look scary and threatening, it looked sexy.
It seemed to be a contest, to see which one of the two were weaker. She suddenly smiled the tinest bit and he knew that he was allowed the right of being welcomed in the house.
"Can I help you?", she asked politly, loosening up.
"Ugh, yeah. Is Phoebe Halliwell here?"
"What do you want with my sister?"
Cole could see that she was the protective sister, he guessed her to be Prue. "I'm a friend of hers. Is it possible for me to see her?"
"Just one moment." Prue disappeared for a moment. He heard her calling her baby sister down, which was followed with Phoebe asking questions. Prue simply told her with an attitude that she didn't know and then there was silence in the house.
Someone finally made it to the door. He paused when he saw the woman smiling warmly at him. He could of swore that he saw the world around him slow to a hault when she finally came into full vision, as if she was an angel that time was bowing down to. He looked the beautiful woman over, deciding that she was defiantly the most beautiful person that he had ever seen. And when he heard her speek, he knew instantly that it had to be her that he was talking to over the internet.
"Hi! Do I know you?", she said cheerfully. He pulled himself out of the daze so that he could answer.
"Ugh, yeah. But you won't believe from where."
"Well, I would say from prison but no one liked me there, so....", she half joked, half seriously stated. "So? Where do I know you from?"
"My name is Cole Turner. I'm an A.D.A and I believe that you and I have been talking on the internet. I recently wanted to see who I had been talking to and I looked you up on my computer and this was listed as your address."
"So, wait... You're Cole114? Wow."
"Wow, what?", he asked slightly confused.
"Well, it's just that I wasn't expecting someone so... Dare I say cute?"
"Neither was I. And then there you are..."
They stood there, admiring each other's compliments and the good qualities that they could easily find in each other. Phoebe realized how cool it was outside, suddenly. "So, um... It's not that nice out. Do you have to come in for a cup of coffee or lunch or something."
He hesitated. Going in would mean that he really did have a friend, an attractive friend, but still a friend. He would have finally accepted that he was half human, and that he had learned to embrace it. But rejecting her proposal would mean that he would hurt the young lady that stood before him, and he really wouldn't have changed.
"Sure. Why not?"
Phoebe smiled as she opened the door wider for him. Suddenly, it looked like the day would be nice after all.
~*~*~*~
"Who was that?", Piper asked her sister as she entered her room. "Prue?"
"I don't know... But I get the weirdest feeling around him. I think that we should watch out for him from now on. I think he might be danger to us." Prue walked into her room, leaving a very confuse Piper standing at the top of the stairs.