Chapter 3
Cole had been traveling ever since the day he left. Without being able to shimmer, he had to do it the old fashion way. He had packed up his car (he still had his BMW) and left town. He drove down the coast, trying to figure out what to do with his life. It was true, he couldn't live with Phoebe, but he couldn't live without her either.
He met plenty of women - what good-looking single men in a brand-new BMW wouldn't - but he never looked at any of them twice. He knew he could never love anyone but Phoebe. Still, there had to be more to life then love. He never had a real life, or a broken heart for that, but he needed it. He needed to feel it, he needed to feel like a regular human, needed to see what life was like without magic, witches and demons.
Cole did pretty well. He stayed out of trouble and just visited, did some sightseeing, enjoying everything that was typical for humans but new to him. And then, one morning, he figured it out. After being on the road for almost six months, he finally figured it out. He had to go back to San Francisco and built a life for him, maybe then Phoebe and him had a chance. Maybe he needed to feel that he was actually doing something with his life, instead of living Phoebe's. And even if that wouldn't help him and Phoebe, at least he could settle down and lead a normal life. How hard could it be? He already worked as an ADA and even so the records were faked, they worked once, why not twice. He had enough money saved to buy a place to live in and so Cole did what he thought would be best for him, he went back to San Francisco.
Meanwhile Phoebe and the baby were able to go home after two days in the hospital. Everybody was excited, esp. Cupid and the guest bedroom had been turned into a beautiful nursery. Piper, Paige and Leo had done an amazing job and everything seemed to be perfect for the arrival of Phoebe and Ben. Everything, except for Phoebe herself. Sure, she was happy, but Cole was still gone. Worse of all, not even Ben would know who his real father was. Not that Phoebe wasn't grateful to Cupid. Thanks to him, the baby would grow up with two parents and nobody would expect the baby to have demon blood. Therefore, Ben could almost live a normal life. Still, it hurt Phoebe to be without Cole. Not that she didn't love Cupid… Yes, she loved him, he was wonderful and caring, but she could never love him the way she loved Cole. But she and Cole had no future and Phoebe knew she had to do everything to keep her son safe, even if that meant not telling him who his real father was.
"Paige, what's wrong?" Piper asked her youngest sister. They both were expecting Phoebe home any minute, but Paige had been quiet lately.
"I was just thinking." Paige started. "Don't you think that it is a little wired that Ben was born 2 months early, but nobody seems to care? Plus he is healthy and strong. I have seen premature babies before, Piper, and Ben doesn't look like one."
"What are you trying to tell me?" Piper asked, not quiet getting it.
"What if the real father wasn't Cupid but Cole?"
And suddenly it hit Piper. Now it all made sense. Yes, she had noticed how nobody mentioned Ben's premature birth.
"OMG, I think you are right. Plus she named the Baby Ben. Cole's father's name was Ben. She named the baby after Cole's Dad because Cole is the father. Of course. What do we do now?"
"Well, I think Phoebe must have a pretty good reason to keep this a secret and I think we should wait till she tells us herself."
"I hope you are right." Piper said and couldn't help but wonder if Leo knew the truth.
A/N Yes, I have noticed that my chapters are to short… That's why I'm posting two this time. Sorry, I think I'm just too lazy to make them longer…
Also, somebody has mentioned in the reviews that the first chapter was a bit rushed. Again, I'm sorry if it seemed that way, but this story is not about Phoebe and Cole breaking up, but about what happens after that, so I was just trying to get to the point…
Cole had been traveling ever since the day he left. Without being able to shimmer, he had to do it the old fashion way. He had packed up his car (he still had his BMW) and left town. He drove down the coast, trying to figure out what to do with his life. It was true, he couldn't live with Phoebe, but he couldn't live without her either.
He met plenty of women - what good-looking single men in a brand-new BMW wouldn't - but he never looked at any of them twice. He knew he could never love anyone but Phoebe. Still, there had to be more to life then love. He never had a real life, or a broken heart for that, but he needed it. He needed to feel it, he needed to feel like a regular human, needed to see what life was like without magic, witches and demons.
Cole did pretty well. He stayed out of trouble and just visited, did some sightseeing, enjoying everything that was typical for humans but new to him. And then, one morning, he figured it out. After being on the road for almost six months, he finally figured it out. He had to go back to San Francisco and built a life for him, maybe then Phoebe and him had a chance. Maybe he needed to feel that he was actually doing something with his life, instead of living Phoebe's. And even if that wouldn't help him and Phoebe, at least he could settle down and lead a normal life. How hard could it be? He already worked as an ADA and even so the records were faked, they worked once, why not twice. He had enough money saved to buy a place to live in and so Cole did what he thought would be best for him, he went back to San Francisco.
Meanwhile Phoebe and the baby were able to go home after two days in the hospital. Everybody was excited, esp. Cupid and the guest bedroom had been turned into a beautiful nursery. Piper, Paige and Leo had done an amazing job and everything seemed to be perfect for the arrival of Phoebe and Ben. Everything, except for Phoebe herself. Sure, she was happy, but Cole was still gone. Worse of all, not even Ben would know who his real father was. Not that Phoebe wasn't grateful to Cupid. Thanks to him, the baby would grow up with two parents and nobody would expect the baby to have demon blood. Therefore, Ben could almost live a normal life. Still, it hurt Phoebe to be without Cole. Not that she didn't love Cupid… Yes, she loved him, he was wonderful and caring, but she could never love him the way she loved Cole. But she and Cole had no future and Phoebe knew she had to do everything to keep her son safe, even if that meant not telling him who his real father was.
"Paige, what's wrong?" Piper asked her youngest sister. They both were expecting Phoebe home any minute, but Paige had been quiet lately.
"I was just thinking." Paige started. "Don't you think that it is a little wired that Ben was born 2 months early, but nobody seems to care? Plus he is healthy and strong. I have seen premature babies before, Piper, and Ben doesn't look like one."
"What are you trying to tell me?" Piper asked, not quiet getting it.
"What if the real father wasn't Cupid but Cole?"
And suddenly it hit Piper. Now it all made sense. Yes, she had noticed how nobody mentioned Ben's premature birth.
"OMG, I think you are right. Plus she named the Baby Ben. Cole's father's name was Ben. She named the baby after Cole's Dad because Cole is the father. Of course. What do we do now?"
"Well, I think Phoebe must have a pretty good reason to keep this a secret and I think we should wait till she tells us herself."
"I hope you are right." Piper said and couldn't help but wonder if Leo knew the truth.
A/N Yes, I have noticed that my chapters are to short… That's why I'm posting two this time. Sorry, I think I'm just too lazy to make them longer…
Also, somebody has mentioned in the reviews that the first chapter was a bit rushed. Again, I'm sorry if it seemed that way, but this story is not about Phoebe and Cole breaking up, but about what happens after that, so I was just trying to get to the point…