A/N: Sorry for taken such a long time, but school has been a little crazy for me! Too many projects all at once, it's driving me nuts! But, that doesn't matter. What matters is, I got the chapter done, so yay me! :). And as always r/r. ENJOY!
Chapter III
"Cole," Phoebe whispered, resting her chin on his strong shoulder. He turned facing her, giving her the cute "what" look on his face. "What are you thinking about?"
"You." He turned his whole body around, and flipped her onto her back. "I'm thinking how lucky I am to have you and to be with you." He caressed her face and kissed her on her forehead, and gave her a peck on the lips. Phoebe draped her arms around his check and pulled him closer to her. Lower his lips down to her neck he slowly and gently suckled on her sensitive area.
Unexpectedly the door crept opened; an alerted Phoebe gasped and bobbed Cole's head down, and popped in Piper's head.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Piper shrieked mortified, and slammed the door closed. Roll her eyes and shivered disgustedly, imagine what she could have seen!
Signing in relieve, Phoebe gently pulled Cole's head back up. "Thank goodness she didn't see you!"
"How could she? You just broke my neck shoving my head down." Cole exaggerated; he rubbed his neck, and let out a painful sign.
"Oh, honey. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just that I didn't want Piper to see you." Phoebe apologized, then gently rubbed Cole's neck. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine." Cole said, sitting up. "And speaking of Piper, when are you going to tell her?"
"Uh," Phoebe pressed her lips, "when, I'm ready. And it's not me---it's we"
"And when will that be?" Cole questioned her.
"I don't know. I prefer not to think about it right now. What I prefer is you." Phoebe seductively snuggled up close to Cole.
"No, no. It's not going to work this time." Cole pulled away, and Phoebe looks a tad hurt. "You can't keep this from your sisters and Leo forever, Phoebe."
"Don't you think I know that?!" Phoebe snapped at him. " You think they would understand if I tell them that my ex-Source husband is back from the dead? Yeah sure Cole, I'll just say, 'How are you doing this morning? Oh, oh, by the way, Cole's back from the dead!'"
"Might work if you down your tone down a little." Cole joked. Phoebe shot a "You wanna die again" look at him. Cole burst out in laughter, and wrapped his arm around Phoebe. "I'm was just joking. Don't worry about it honey. They'll understand. They let it slide once."
"Yeah, well, I-I just don't want my sisters to be mad at me." Phoebe said sadly.
"We're in this together, and we're getting out of it together." Cole assured her.
"Are you sure you won't bail on me?"
"I'm sure." He reassured.
Morning soon arrived, as Phoebe shot out of bed, and rush off the bathroom holding on to her stomach tight. Running passed Leo without noticing, she slammed the door behind her. A dumbfounded Leo stood in the middle of the hallway looking questionably weird at the bathroom door.
Piper exited their room and found Leo standing in the corridor looking toward the bathroom.
"Honey," Piper begins, "Are you alright? You need to use the bathroom?"
"No, no I'm fine. It's Phoebe." Leo said. "She just ran passed me holding her stomach and ran to the bathroom looking sick." He then looked upward the ceiling. "Oh, they're calling. I gotta go. Love you." He kissed her then orbed away.
Piper turned to the bathroom and heard gagging and coughing noises coming out from there. "Phoebe, what's wrong?" She knocked on the door.
"Nothing," yelled Phoebe, gasping for air, "don't worry about it."
"It doesn't sound like nothing Phoebe." Piper replied in concern. "Are you you're ok?"
"Uh huh." Phoebe swung the door opened, with a big fake smile across her face. "See? I'm fine."
"You look pale." Piper placed the back of her hand against Phoebe's forehead. "You're burning up."
"Don't worry your pretty little head. I'll be ok." Phoebe reassured, then walked back into her room. And Piper walked down stairs into the living room.
Feeling nauseas Phoebe settled down onto her now empty bed holding herself tightly. She hasn't been herself lately; she was all of the sudden getting emotional at little things, like not seeing Cole just for an hour, or having to take a cold shower because Paige used up all the hot water. To top it all off, she has been losing her concentration. She can't even think straight anymore. Feeling another one of her nauseate wave, she quickly covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. Luckily the hallway for clear this time, sparing her having to come up with lies to avoid her sisters and Leo.
Grabbing onto her stomach, she stoop over the toilet bowl and throw up. Supporting herself, she hangs on to the edge of the sink to stand up. Flushed the toilet, then pour Listerine into her mouth and goggled. She turned on the faucet and washed her face. Looking up into the mirror staring at the pale complexion reflection. Closed her eyes, she inhaled and relaxed her body. Looking down at the trashcan, a white stick poking out. Realizing it, Phoebe unrolled some toilet paper and covered it, then walked out.
While elsewhere, Cole leaned against a maroon somewhat cracked brick wall looking out the window, surrounded by many other apartment complexes. Eyes eyeing out the open view, he then draw in a big breath. Thinking to himself, this is the place where he spends most of his daytime. Sitting there alone in the miserable world waiting for the nighttime to arrive so he could be with Phoebe. Phoebe. Just thinking, or just to even hear her name gets him arousal. The name just purred in his ears. What he would give just to be with her every moment with her in his arm. But, unfortunately, her sisters were what in the way of their happiness.
Looking up with a pale face, and puffy eyes, the door crept open and an uninvited Piper peeked her head in with a concerned face, "Hey Phoebe. Phoebe, what's wrong?"
"Huh?" Phoebe wipes the tears off her face.
"Phoebe, what's wrong sweetie?" Piper asked worriedly.
"Uh, nothing." She sniffed. "Nothing's wrong."
"Well, when you denied nothing's wrong with red puffy eyes, and tears down your face, that's then I expect something's up." Piper skeptically stated.
"It's really nothing Piper." Phoebe confirmed. "I was just having one of my moment."
"At 9:30 in the morning?"
"Don't worry ok? I'm fine." Phoebe assured.
"You're absolutely positively positive?" Piper asked.
"Yes, now go. I'm fine."
"Ok." Piper walks away with uncertainty lingering in her mind.
Chapter III
"Cole," Phoebe whispered, resting her chin on his strong shoulder. He turned facing her, giving her the cute "what" look on his face. "What are you thinking about?"
"You." He turned his whole body around, and flipped her onto her back. "I'm thinking how lucky I am to have you and to be with you." He caressed her face and kissed her on her forehead, and gave her a peck on the lips. Phoebe draped her arms around his check and pulled him closer to her. Lower his lips down to her neck he slowly and gently suckled on her sensitive area.
Unexpectedly the door crept opened; an alerted Phoebe gasped and bobbed Cole's head down, and popped in Piper's head.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Piper shrieked mortified, and slammed the door closed. Roll her eyes and shivered disgustedly, imagine what she could have seen!
Signing in relieve, Phoebe gently pulled Cole's head back up. "Thank goodness she didn't see you!"
"How could she? You just broke my neck shoving my head down." Cole exaggerated; he rubbed his neck, and let out a painful sign.
"Oh, honey. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just that I didn't want Piper to see you." Phoebe apologized, then gently rubbed Cole's neck. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine." Cole said, sitting up. "And speaking of Piper, when are you going to tell her?"
"Uh," Phoebe pressed her lips, "when, I'm ready. And it's not me---it's we"
"And when will that be?" Cole questioned her.
"I don't know. I prefer not to think about it right now. What I prefer is you." Phoebe seductively snuggled up close to Cole.
"No, no. It's not going to work this time." Cole pulled away, and Phoebe looks a tad hurt. "You can't keep this from your sisters and Leo forever, Phoebe."
"Don't you think I know that?!" Phoebe snapped at him. " You think they would understand if I tell them that my ex-Source husband is back from the dead? Yeah sure Cole, I'll just say, 'How are you doing this morning? Oh, oh, by the way, Cole's back from the dead!'"
"Might work if you down your tone down a little." Cole joked. Phoebe shot a "You wanna die again" look at him. Cole burst out in laughter, and wrapped his arm around Phoebe. "I'm was just joking. Don't worry about it honey. They'll understand. They let it slide once."
"Yeah, well, I-I just don't want my sisters to be mad at me." Phoebe said sadly.
"We're in this together, and we're getting out of it together." Cole assured her.
"Are you sure you won't bail on me?"
"I'm sure." He reassured.
Morning soon arrived, as Phoebe shot out of bed, and rush off the bathroom holding on to her stomach tight. Running passed Leo without noticing, she slammed the door behind her. A dumbfounded Leo stood in the middle of the hallway looking questionably weird at the bathroom door.
Piper exited their room and found Leo standing in the corridor looking toward the bathroom.
"Honey," Piper begins, "Are you alright? You need to use the bathroom?"
"No, no I'm fine. It's Phoebe." Leo said. "She just ran passed me holding her stomach and ran to the bathroom looking sick." He then looked upward the ceiling. "Oh, they're calling. I gotta go. Love you." He kissed her then orbed away.
Piper turned to the bathroom and heard gagging and coughing noises coming out from there. "Phoebe, what's wrong?" She knocked on the door.
"Nothing," yelled Phoebe, gasping for air, "don't worry about it."
"It doesn't sound like nothing Phoebe." Piper replied in concern. "Are you you're ok?"
"Uh huh." Phoebe swung the door opened, with a big fake smile across her face. "See? I'm fine."
"You look pale." Piper placed the back of her hand against Phoebe's forehead. "You're burning up."
"Don't worry your pretty little head. I'll be ok." Phoebe reassured, then walked back into her room. And Piper walked down stairs into the living room.
Feeling nauseas Phoebe settled down onto her now empty bed holding herself tightly. She hasn't been herself lately; she was all of the sudden getting emotional at little things, like not seeing Cole just for an hour, or having to take a cold shower because Paige used up all the hot water. To top it all off, she has been losing her concentration. She can't even think straight anymore. Feeling another one of her nauseate wave, she quickly covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. Luckily the hallway for clear this time, sparing her having to come up with lies to avoid her sisters and Leo.
Grabbing onto her stomach, she stoop over the toilet bowl and throw up. Supporting herself, she hangs on to the edge of the sink to stand up. Flushed the toilet, then pour Listerine into her mouth and goggled. She turned on the faucet and washed her face. Looking up into the mirror staring at the pale complexion reflection. Closed her eyes, she inhaled and relaxed her body. Looking down at the trashcan, a white stick poking out. Realizing it, Phoebe unrolled some toilet paper and covered it, then walked out.
While elsewhere, Cole leaned against a maroon somewhat cracked brick wall looking out the window, surrounded by many other apartment complexes. Eyes eyeing out the open view, he then draw in a big breath. Thinking to himself, this is the place where he spends most of his daytime. Sitting there alone in the miserable world waiting for the nighttime to arrive so he could be with Phoebe. Phoebe. Just thinking, or just to even hear her name gets him arousal. The name just purred in his ears. What he would give just to be with her every moment with her in his arm. But, unfortunately, her sisters were what in the way of their happiness.
Looking up with a pale face, and puffy eyes, the door crept open and an uninvited Piper peeked her head in with a concerned face, "Hey Phoebe. Phoebe, what's wrong?"
"Huh?" Phoebe wipes the tears off her face.
"Phoebe, what's wrong sweetie?" Piper asked worriedly.
"Uh, nothing." She sniffed. "Nothing's wrong."
"Well, when you denied nothing's wrong with red puffy eyes, and tears down your face, that's then I expect something's up." Piper skeptically stated.
"It's really nothing Piper." Phoebe confirmed. "I was just having one of my moment."
"At 9:30 in the morning?"
"Don't worry ok? I'm fine." Phoebe assured.
"You're absolutely positively positive?" Piper asked.
"Yes, now go. I'm fine."
"Ok." Piper walks away with uncertainty lingering in her mind.