Epilogue
It's been about 3 months since she had died. Cole and Phoebe's lives had returned to normal, as normal as possible for a Charmed One, and probably the most powerful being on the earth, underworld, or up 'there'.
Phoebe and Cole had actually gotten quite closer to each other in the past 3 months, to the protest of her sisters. They still weren't together, but had become good friends. Each still loved the other, but Phoebe didn't want to go through that pain. Not just yet, and Cole took the hint and backed off. He was content just where he was in his relationship with her. At least now she wasn't always accusing him and blaming things on him. Quite the opposite, now she actually confided in him when she couldn't turn to her sisters or Leo. It reminded him of how he used to be with her, and this fact brought comfort to him.
Phoebe had decided to visit Cole one afternoon, wanting to talk to him. She had a normal day and wanted to talk to him and help him. He was still hurting inside, she could feel it in his heart. Being with her though seemed to ease the pain a little, and she wanted to help him. When she stepped off of the elevator, Cole came out of the bathroom, and was surprised when he saw her there.
"Phoebe, what brings you here?" Cole asked smiling. Her being here, not because of something witchy or concerning with the gate, was something that always picked up his spirits.
"Well, I thought I'd just drop on by, and see how you were doing," Phoebe answered, taking the seat he offered on the couch.
"Oh, well I'm fine. How about you? How have you been holding up?" Cole asked. Cole knew he wasn't the only one hurting, and tried to comfort her.
"Oh, well you know, regular boring routine," Phoebe answered. She had a pretty steady routine nowadays, and it got pretty boring. She missed those days with adrenaline, and things done on the spur of the moment.
"What? Wishing that a demon would come after the gate?" Cole asked, joking of course. His life had also become pretty routine, and he too was wishing something would happen. You know, besides those damn Avitars coming by every now and then trying to sway him to their side. They were really starting to get annoying!
"Well, I guess you got your wish, witch," a demon said, appearing behind them. Both Cole and Phoebe quickly jumped up from the couch and went into a fighting stance. The demon merely laughed.
"Please! Like you would be able to fight me, without out your magical abilities," the demon said, laughing at their audacity. Cole realized this and remembered what they learned when Kara gave them that lesson.
"Phoebe, we need to summon something," Cole whispered to Phoebe who was right next to him.
"You're right. Do you want me to cover while you summon, or you cover while I summon?" Phoebe asked, eyeing the demon warily.
"I'll hold him, you summon," Cole said, preparing to tackle the demon.
"Wait hold on, you're better at summoning, you should do it," Phoebe realized.
"Are you sure?" Cole asked, taking the stance for summoning.
"Yeah. Kara...Kara said you were a natural, and your demons were really strong because you could focus and concentrate more clearly," Phoebe answered back.
"Okay," Cole simply replied. He raised his left hand, palm facing upwards. He began the chant and ritual for the summoning. The demon's eyes saw this and began his way towards Cole. Phoebe however came in and tackled him from the side. The demon had forgotten about her when he saw Cole. Phoebe had caught him by surprise and he fell flat on his back. She quickly got away from him and stepped a few feet away from him.
Cole was making the final symbols above his left hand, and soon a creature came out of a rip that had formed in between Phoebe and Cole. It was maybe a foot shorter than Cole and had gray pebbled skin. It looked more like a large lizard on two legs than a demon. It looked from Cole to Phoebe, than turned it's gaze to the demon. The demon's eyes widened in shock and horror.
"A basilisk," the demon whispered in fear, before the lizard-demon opened it's mouth and let out an ear-piercing whistle. Cole and Phoebe clapped their hands over their ears to block out the sound, but the demon stopped. They looked back at the demon, and he was turned to stone. Phoebe and Cole stared in shock at the statue that was just a demon. The basilisk calmly walked up to the statue and broke off a piece. He popped it into his mouth and ate it. After tasting it, the basilisk spit out the stone, not liking it. He quickly turned around, shattering the statue with his tail. It then turned to dust and disappeared.
The basilisk looked to Cole and Phoebe and asked with it's eyes if that was all. When he saw that his work was finished, he hopped back into the rip, that had reformed after the demon was destroyed.
"Um...that was interesting," Phoebe stated, still in shock.
"Yeah...so, you want to go out for a bite to eat?" Cole asked.
"Sure, why not," Phoebe answered.
"Hey, uh, thanks," Cole said, turning to Phoebe, breaking out of his trance.
"For what?" Phoebe asked back.
"For holding him until I finished the ritual," Cole answered.
"Oh, it was nothing. We're both guarding the gate, so hey," Phoebe asked, shooting him a small smile.
"So, we going?" Cole asked.
"Oh, yeah, right. Let's go," Phoebe asked and they walked to the elevator. They decide to walk there instead of blurring, they wanted to have a normal evening, as friends.
The End
It's been about 3 months since she had died. Cole and Phoebe's lives had returned to normal, as normal as possible for a Charmed One, and probably the most powerful being on the earth, underworld, or up 'there'.
Phoebe and Cole had actually gotten quite closer to each other in the past 3 months, to the protest of her sisters. They still weren't together, but had become good friends. Each still loved the other, but Phoebe didn't want to go through that pain. Not just yet, and Cole took the hint and backed off. He was content just where he was in his relationship with her. At least now she wasn't always accusing him and blaming things on him. Quite the opposite, now she actually confided in him when she couldn't turn to her sisters or Leo. It reminded him of how he used to be with her, and this fact brought comfort to him.
Phoebe had decided to visit Cole one afternoon, wanting to talk to him. She had a normal day and wanted to talk to him and help him. He was still hurting inside, she could feel it in his heart. Being with her though seemed to ease the pain a little, and she wanted to help him. When she stepped off of the elevator, Cole came out of the bathroom, and was surprised when he saw her there.
"Phoebe, what brings you here?" Cole asked smiling. Her being here, not because of something witchy or concerning with the gate, was something that always picked up his spirits.
"Well, I thought I'd just drop on by, and see how you were doing," Phoebe answered, taking the seat he offered on the couch.
"Oh, well I'm fine. How about you? How have you been holding up?" Cole asked. Cole knew he wasn't the only one hurting, and tried to comfort her.
"Oh, well you know, regular boring routine," Phoebe answered. She had a pretty steady routine nowadays, and it got pretty boring. She missed those days with adrenaline, and things done on the spur of the moment.
"What? Wishing that a demon would come after the gate?" Cole asked, joking of course. His life had also become pretty routine, and he too was wishing something would happen. You know, besides those damn Avitars coming by every now and then trying to sway him to their side. They were really starting to get annoying!
"Well, I guess you got your wish, witch," a demon said, appearing behind them. Both Cole and Phoebe quickly jumped up from the couch and went into a fighting stance. The demon merely laughed.
"Please! Like you would be able to fight me, without out your magical abilities," the demon said, laughing at their audacity. Cole realized this and remembered what they learned when Kara gave them that lesson.
"Phoebe, we need to summon something," Cole whispered to Phoebe who was right next to him.
"You're right. Do you want me to cover while you summon, or you cover while I summon?" Phoebe asked, eyeing the demon warily.
"I'll hold him, you summon," Cole said, preparing to tackle the demon.
"Wait hold on, you're better at summoning, you should do it," Phoebe realized.
"Are you sure?" Cole asked, taking the stance for summoning.
"Yeah. Kara...Kara said you were a natural, and your demons were really strong because you could focus and concentrate more clearly," Phoebe answered back.
"Okay," Cole simply replied. He raised his left hand, palm facing upwards. He began the chant and ritual for the summoning. The demon's eyes saw this and began his way towards Cole. Phoebe however came in and tackled him from the side. The demon had forgotten about her when he saw Cole. Phoebe had caught him by surprise and he fell flat on his back. She quickly got away from him and stepped a few feet away from him.
Cole was making the final symbols above his left hand, and soon a creature came out of a rip that had formed in between Phoebe and Cole. It was maybe a foot shorter than Cole and had gray pebbled skin. It looked more like a large lizard on two legs than a demon. It looked from Cole to Phoebe, than turned it's gaze to the demon. The demon's eyes widened in shock and horror.
"A basilisk," the demon whispered in fear, before the lizard-demon opened it's mouth and let out an ear-piercing whistle. Cole and Phoebe clapped their hands over their ears to block out the sound, but the demon stopped. They looked back at the demon, and he was turned to stone. Phoebe and Cole stared in shock at the statue that was just a demon. The basilisk calmly walked up to the statue and broke off a piece. He popped it into his mouth and ate it. After tasting it, the basilisk spit out the stone, not liking it. He quickly turned around, shattering the statue with his tail. It then turned to dust and disappeared.
The basilisk looked to Cole and Phoebe and asked with it's eyes if that was all. When he saw that his work was finished, he hopped back into the rip, that had reformed after the demon was destroyed.
"Um...that was interesting," Phoebe stated, still in shock.
"Yeah...so, you want to go out for a bite to eat?" Cole asked.
"Sure, why not," Phoebe answered.
"Hey, uh, thanks," Cole said, turning to Phoebe, breaking out of his trance.
"For what?" Phoebe asked back.
"For holding him until I finished the ritual," Cole answered.
"Oh, it was nothing. We're both guarding the gate, so hey," Phoebe asked, shooting him a small smile.
"So, we going?" Cole asked.
"Oh, yeah, right. Let's go," Phoebe asked and they walked to the elevator. They decide to walk there instead of blurring, they wanted to have a normal evening, as friends.
The End