A/N: Ok,I've had this idea for the story for a while, so I just scribbled it down. I hope you all like it. Ok, enough of this, enjoy the story, and as always, R/R!!!
Just Have a Little Bit of Faith
Chapter I
As the gentle breeze brushed up against the still curtains, she laid lazily on a king size bed she once had shared with her lover. Stared blankly at the darkness of the ceiling, she closed her eyes as droplets of tears roll down to the corners of her eyes. Everything she had lived for disappeared into thin air. It all turned to ashes and dusts…literally. Or so she'd thought.
The only thing that sooth her now is the whispers of the wind. It sooth her away from her problems, it rocked her to a far…far distance land from reality. But not before it tortured her by filling her head with images of her lost lover. Lost to evil…evil…the thought of crossing to the other side often times entered her mind. Everything she known or loved was lost to evil. So what's the point of living a life if you have nothing to live for or believed in?
However she still had a destiny to fulfill…the Charmed Ones. Yes, fulfilling the Charmed Ones legacy, that's all she had to live for. Unlike most "normal" mortals, her sisters and her kick some demons ass every week. Unlike most "normal" mortals going off on a honeymoon or vacation, they spend their time worrying when their next attack is going to be. Instead of working like "normal" people, they try to save the world, from demons and warlocks. And they aren't even being appreciated. No one even knows who they are, why they exist. No one would even notice if they had disappear from the surface of the Earth. That's a very *Charmed* way of living. Worrying of losing a love one while in a battle between good and evil. Or in this case, mourning over a love one.
Instead of considering as heroes, they're being considered as freaks…devil worshipers in the real world. They are just jokes to them, sideshows, fools…and the list goes on. They put their lives on the line to save innumerable innocents, and all they get in return are laughs. People can be so narrow-minded, so quick to judge a book by its cover. They just assumed something they can't explain is evil or impossible before they get a closed look at it. Nothing is impossible, when you just have little bit of faith. But, that's life. What can you do about it?
Squirmed and snuggled up on her blanket comfortably as the mid-night breeze sent chills to her chest, suddenly a strong gust of air blew through the window. The wind whirls like a miniature twister, blowing cold air against her body, as it materialized into a human form. It was tall, dark, and mysterious. The coldness stirred her up, as she flutter her eyes opened, and turn facing the window, when she realized an object was blocking it. She squinted her eyes to make out the mystery body.
"Who's there?" She demanded in her toughest voice, but you could hear the fear behind it. Without responding, it moved closer, now standing sideway unblocked the window view to let the moonlight reveal its identity. "Cole?"
"Phoebe…" He began.
"Cole what are you doing here? I told you it's over. We can't make it work anymore. We've tried everything we could. It's impossible! Please stop making it more complicated the it already is." She quickly sat up, as she tried to hold back the urge of running to him and have his strong arms around her and kissed him all over. Yes, it's true. She was happy to see him. Yet, she suppressed all those feelings. She knew once she run up to him, she can't turn back.
" Phoebe, you can't mean that. You can't give up on us. We've come this far; you can't just throw it all away. If I know you at all Phoebe Halliwell, it's that you never give up." Cole dared to come closer and sat beside Phoebe, his voice filled with such passion and hope.
"But, Cole…" She started.
"No buts Phoebe. We can make it work now. I know we can. The Source is dead, along with the Seer. We can be a family again. We can have our son." Cole said in hopefulness.
"Cole, our "son" was just an illusion. Just like us." Phoebe couldn't believe those words came out of her mouth. Is that what she really believed? All these years, their love was just an illusion?
"Is that what you see our love as…an illusion?" Cole asked hurtfully. The pain behind his voice just killed Phoebe. She didn't mean it…or did she? It was just a big black cloud of confusion to her. Is that how she felt? If it was just an illusion…a dream, then why does it feel so real? Why was she in pain? Pain of lost love. Pain of heartache.
"I---I don't know, I don't know anything anymore Cole! If it's not an illusion, why the hell did they keep taken you away from me? Why'd they keep playing mind game? I'm tired of it. Everything we worked for, everything we went through…was for nothing."
"Because they think witches and demons don't belong together, but we have to prove them wrong, Phoebe. They think they can just get rid of me, however my love for you is what still keeping me alive. All you need is just have a little bit of faith. Don't let them get the best of you, us." He spoke softly, as he slowly leaned closer and brushed his lips against her cheek. She closed her eyes enjoying the warmth of Cole's lips against her cheek. She knew it was all true. But why can't she get herself to believe it?
"I really want to believe that Cole. I really do." Tears began cascading down her soft pale cheeks. Cole slowly moved his hand up, and cupped her right cheek then gently caressed her tears away.
"Just listen to your heart, Phoebe." They looked deeply into one another's eyes. " Just imagine, in a couple of years from now, we can have our son, and maybe a little princess. We can move out of the manor and move into a two story house, with a big backyard for the kids to play in, and a pool…"
"That would be really nice…" Phoebe said dreamily, it's obvious that she was fantasizing of all the things Cole mentioned. "But wasn't it all just a hoax so that I can give birth to…"
"No, well, not really." Cole cut in. "The Seer saw a son in our future. And I would love accomplish that. The question is, would you?"
"You know I would, Cole. But, I…I don't want to go through everything just to lose you again." Phoebe said with sadness in her eyes. "It's just too much for me to handle."
"Something tells me I won't be going anywhere, anytime soon." Cole replied.
"How can you be so sure?" Phoebe cupped both her hands on Cole's cheeks.
"Just trust me." With that he leaned in and kissed her softly yet it filled with passion.
Just Have a Little Bit of Faith
Chapter I
As the gentle breeze brushed up against the still curtains, she laid lazily on a king size bed she once had shared with her lover. Stared blankly at the darkness of the ceiling, she closed her eyes as droplets of tears roll down to the corners of her eyes. Everything she had lived for disappeared into thin air. It all turned to ashes and dusts…literally. Or so she'd thought.
The only thing that sooth her now is the whispers of the wind. It sooth her away from her problems, it rocked her to a far…far distance land from reality. But not before it tortured her by filling her head with images of her lost lover. Lost to evil…evil…the thought of crossing to the other side often times entered her mind. Everything she known or loved was lost to evil. So what's the point of living a life if you have nothing to live for or believed in?
However she still had a destiny to fulfill…the Charmed Ones. Yes, fulfilling the Charmed Ones legacy, that's all she had to live for. Unlike most "normal" mortals, her sisters and her kick some demons ass every week. Unlike most "normal" mortals going off on a honeymoon or vacation, they spend their time worrying when their next attack is going to be. Instead of working like "normal" people, they try to save the world, from demons and warlocks. And they aren't even being appreciated. No one even knows who they are, why they exist. No one would even notice if they had disappear from the surface of the Earth. That's a very *Charmed* way of living. Worrying of losing a love one while in a battle between good and evil. Or in this case, mourning over a love one.
Instead of considering as heroes, they're being considered as freaks…devil worshipers in the real world. They are just jokes to them, sideshows, fools…and the list goes on. They put their lives on the line to save innumerable innocents, and all they get in return are laughs. People can be so narrow-minded, so quick to judge a book by its cover. They just assumed something they can't explain is evil or impossible before they get a closed look at it. Nothing is impossible, when you just have little bit of faith. But, that's life. What can you do about it?
Squirmed and snuggled up on her blanket comfortably as the mid-night breeze sent chills to her chest, suddenly a strong gust of air blew through the window. The wind whirls like a miniature twister, blowing cold air against her body, as it materialized into a human form. It was tall, dark, and mysterious. The coldness stirred her up, as she flutter her eyes opened, and turn facing the window, when she realized an object was blocking it. She squinted her eyes to make out the mystery body.
"Who's there?" She demanded in her toughest voice, but you could hear the fear behind it. Without responding, it moved closer, now standing sideway unblocked the window view to let the moonlight reveal its identity. "Cole?"
"Phoebe…" He began.
"Cole what are you doing here? I told you it's over. We can't make it work anymore. We've tried everything we could. It's impossible! Please stop making it more complicated the it already is." She quickly sat up, as she tried to hold back the urge of running to him and have his strong arms around her and kissed him all over. Yes, it's true. She was happy to see him. Yet, she suppressed all those feelings. She knew once she run up to him, she can't turn back.
" Phoebe, you can't mean that. You can't give up on us. We've come this far; you can't just throw it all away. If I know you at all Phoebe Halliwell, it's that you never give up." Cole dared to come closer and sat beside Phoebe, his voice filled with such passion and hope.
"But, Cole…" She started.
"No buts Phoebe. We can make it work now. I know we can. The Source is dead, along with the Seer. We can be a family again. We can have our son." Cole said in hopefulness.
"Cole, our "son" was just an illusion. Just like us." Phoebe couldn't believe those words came out of her mouth. Is that what she really believed? All these years, their love was just an illusion?
"Is that what you see our love as…an illusion?" Cole asked hurtfully. The pain behind his voice just killed Phoebe. She didn't mean it…or did she? It was just a big black cloud of confusion to her. Is that how she felt? If it was just an illusion…a dream, then why does it feel so real? Why was she in pain? Pain of lost love. Pain of heartache.
"I---I don't know, I don't know anything anymore Cole! If it's not an illusion, why the hell did they keep taken you away from me? Why'd they keep playing mind game? I'm tired of it. Everything we worked for, everything we went through…was for nothing."
"Because they think witches and demons don't belong together, but we have to prove them wrong, Phoebe. They think they can just get rid of me, however my love for you is what still keeping me alive. All you need is just have a little bit of faith. Don't let them get the best of you, us." He spoke softly, as he slowly leaned closer and brushed his lips against her cheek. She closed her eyes enjoying the warmth of Cole's lips against her cheek. She knew it was all true. But why can't she get herself to believe it?
"I really want to believe that Cole. I really do." Tears began cascading down her soft pale cheeks. Cole slowly moved his hand up, and cupped her right cheek then gently caressed her tears away.
"Just listen to your heart, Phoebe." They looked deeply into one another's eyes. " Just imagine, in a couple of years from now, we can have our son, and maybe a little princess. We can move out of the manor and move into a two story house, with a big backyard for the kids to play in, and a pool…"
"That would be really nice…" Phoebe said dreamily, it's obvious that she was fantasizing of all the things Cole mentioned. "But wasn't it all just a hoax so that I can give birth to…"
"No, well, not really." Cole cut in. "The Seer saw a son in our future. And I would love accomplish that. The question is, would you?"
"You know I would, Cole. But, I…I don't want to go through everything just to lose you again." Phoebe said with sadness in her eyes. "It's just too much for me to handle."
"Something tells me I won't be going anywhere, anytime soon." Cole replied.
"How can you be so sure?" Phoebe cupped both her hands on Cole's cheeks.
"Just trust me." With that he leaned in and kissed her softly yet it filled with passion.