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A/N: Thanks to anyone who reviewed. Hope you like it. . .
Cole sat up panting, sweat dampened his face. Where was he? He looked around, but everything was black. For a second he thought that he was back in the place where had seen Prue, but after a moment he realised he saw things around him. It didn't take long before he recognised that his surroundings were Phoebe's room. He looked around, his head spinning, and saw her sitting in the armchair by the bed, asleep. He tried to recall what had happened, and raised a hand to his torso as soon as he remembered. The remembered the pain being almost unbearable, like he was being burned from the inside. But he felt nothing now. He was slightly taken aback when he realised he was shirtless. A breathed a sigh of relief when he saw he was still wearing his trousers. He smiled slightly trying to imagine one of the sisters or Leo stripping him down. Once again he looked at Phoebe, her face hidden in the darkness. He summoned all his strength and pushed himself into a seating position. He swung his legs off the bed, his hand held to his chest as a minor pain seared through it. He leant forward, now able to clearly see Phoebe's face. He smiled gently and tilted his head. How did he manage to blow every chance that came his way? And a lot of them did come his way, more than he deserved. She was so beautiful. How did he manage to ruin something so. . .perfect. There was no other word for it.
"Perfect. . ." He whispered, raising his hand to her face. Trying as hard as he could not to wake her, he ran is fingers gently down her cheek. He hoped to remember this exact moment before they decided to kick him out of the house. This moment when for a brief second, nothing could overpower the fact that he loved her so much. After a year, he still couldn't help but long for her with every ounce of his being. He sighed and pulled his hand away. Shaking his head, he wondered how it was possible that Phoebe fell in love with him in the first place. He burst out of his thoughts as Phoebe stirred. He didn't move, but waited until her eyes fluttered open and eventually rested on him. She jumped slightly.
"Cole. . .you're awake." She said, pulling the blanket closer around her body. For some reason she felt self conscious around Cole, maybe it was the fact that she hadn't seen him in so long. Cole averted her gaze.
"Yeah, couldn't get back to sleep." Cole lied. He looked up at her. "What's going on?" He asked slowly, his eyes searching hers. Phoebe shuffled in the chair before answering.
"Leo said the Elders refuse to take responsibility for what happened. You losing your powers to save me." She paused. "But he knows when they're not telling the truth, and apparently they weren't." Cole nodded after a few seconds silence.
"It was Prue. I'm guessing it was the Elders that told her to offer the proposal to me." Cole said, amazed that Phoebe didn't seem to find this surprising.
"I know." Phoebe stated. "Don't ask me how I knew, I just do. I've got a memory of everything that happened, although it never actually happened to me. Except . . .why hasn't Prue come to us before?"
"She hasn't come down before because she couldn't. I think the reason she came to me was because she had no other choice. She wasn't going to stand by and watch you die." Cole explained. Phoebe silently agreed.
"Turns out all of what's happening to you is just the aftermath of losing your powers. Paige checked the Book, and it explained that when upper level demons lose they're powers it takes a while for them to heal. Some don't survive. . ." She paused seeing his face. "Not that you are. . .were an upper level demon. . .I just meant. . .with your powers--" She stuttered.
"I know." Cole said with a smile "I know. . ." Silence followed. After a few minutes, Phoebe asked the question that had being gnawing at both of them.
"How have you been?" She asked suddenly. Cole looked up surprised. He smiled faintly.
"As good as I could be, I guess." He said with a tilt of his head. "You?"
"As good as I could be." She said softly with a small smile. Cole returned her smile. "I have thought about you." Phoebe blurted out. Cole's smile grew wider.
"I've thought about you too." He said, his smiled disappearing. "More than you know." Phoebe looked away.
"So tell me," She started in an attempt to make conversation, "why Kyle Turnip?" She asked trying to hold back a smile.
"It was the first thing that came to mind, you caught me by surprise." Cole said with a grin. He watched her smile disappear slowly. "What is it?" Phoebe raised her eyebrows. She paused for a second.
"Why didn't you come. . .as you?" She asked, frowning. Cole contemplated the question, before answering truthfully.
"I knew it wasn't likely that you or your sisters would trust me after everything I did." Cole said. A flash of guilt crossed his face. "Everything I put you through, if I could take it back. . ." Cole stopped in mid-sentence. He clenched his teeth and looked away.
"You already apologised." Phoebe said sadly. He looked at her, shaking his head.
"I can't apologise enough." He said with a sigh. "I could have killed you or your sisters at any time. I went crazy--" Phoebe cut him off.
"But you didn't, instead you left the city because it was what was best for both of us. And you saved my life." She added.
"No Phoebe, you saved my life. If not for you. . ." He paused, "I would never have even considered becoming good." Phoebe tilted her head slightly, looking at him hesitantly.
"You would have got there eventually." She said simply. Cole opened his mouth to say something before he was silenced by his own groan as his stomach seared with pain. Phoebe jumped up from the couch and urged him to lie down. She gently pushed him with a hand on his chest, the other supporting his head. Cole's eyes were clenched together. "You need rest." Phoebe said softly. Cole's eyes slowly opened.
"Stay with me. . ." He said quietly. Phoebe smiled, noticing how much he resembled a child. She nodded.
"I'll be right here."
Hope you guys liked it. Review please, just to let me know you're there.
Another thing that I thought about (And you guys all go 'ergh, stop thinking already!'). The Charmed fanfiction site, I've noticed, is good in the way that everyone goes along with his or her own business. Everyone accepts that everyone else has a favourite character or couple, and it's all good. My theory for this is that in every character's (The main ones) life, they have only had one main romance interest; therefore all the fans like that particular guy, not counting a few exceptions. Now in the Dark Angel fanfiction site, for example, the stories are based on the main character, and about three different guys. And there is so much conflict! I kid you not. Once I got a flame for my story from a person because I was writing about my favourite couple, and they didn't like the pairing! So anyway, the reason I'm telling you all of this is so that all us Phoebe/Cole fans realise that some other guy is going to have to turn up to be Phoebe's new love interest, and some fans are bound to like him. Some maybe even more so than Cole. And some of you might be going, "Never going to happen . . .", but it does my friend, it certainly does! : ) My god, I sound like such an idiot. So before you guys get sick of me and press the little 'x' in the top right hand corner, I want you to repeat after me:
I hereby pledge my loyalty and allegiance to Cole Turner, and vow never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever to like some other guy better. Phoebe/Cole for the rest of my existence!
Heheh, yeah. . .you repeat that. And I want to see it in writing! Say. . .a review?
A/N: Thanks to anyone who reviewed. Hope you like it. . .
Cole sat up panting, sweat dampened his face. Where was he? He looked around, but everything was black. For a second he thought that he was back in the place where had seen Prue, but after a moment he realised he saw things around him. It didn't take long before he recognised that his surroundings were Phoebe's room. He looked around, his head spinning, and saw her sitting in the armchair by the bed, asleep. He tried to recall what had happened, and raised a hand to his torso as soon as he remembered. The remembered the pain being almost unbearable, like he was being burned from the inside. But he felt nothing now. He was slightly taken aback when he realised he was shirtless. A breathed a sigh of relief when he saw he was still wearing his trousers. He smiled slightly trying to imagine one of the sisters or Leo stripping him down. Once again he looked at Phoebe, her face hidden in the darkness. He summoned all his strength and pushed himself into a seating position. He swung his legs off the bed, his hand held to his chest as a minor pain seared through it. He leant forward, now able to clearly see Phoebe's face. He smiled gently and tilted his head. How did he manage to blow every chance that came his way? And a lot of them did come his way, more than he deserved. She was so beautiful. How did he manage to ruin something so. . .perfect. There was no other word for it.
"Perfect. . ." He whispered, raising his hand to her face. Trying as hard as he could not to wake her, he ran is fingers gently down her cheek. He hoped to remember this exact moment before they decided to kick him out of the house. This moment when for a brief second, nothing could overpower the fact that he loved her so much. After a year, he still couldn't help but long for her with every ounce of his being. He sighed and pulled his hand away. Shaking his head, he wondered how it was possible that Phoebe fell in love with him in the first place. He burst out of his thoughts as Phoebe stirred. He didn't move, but waited until her eyes fluttered open and eventually rested on him. She jumped slightly.
"Cole. . .you're awake." She said, pulling the blanket closer around her body. For some reason she felt self conscious around Cole, maybe it was the fact that she hadn't seen him in so long. Cole averted her gaze.
"Yeah, couldn't get back to sleep." Cole lied. He looked up at her. "What's going on?" He asked slowly, his eyes searching hers. Phoebe shuffled in the chair before answering.
"Leo said the Elders refuse to take responsibility for what happened. You losing your powers to save me." She paused. "But he knows when they're not telling the truth, and apparently they weren't." Cole nodded after a few seconds silence.
"It was Prue. I'm guessing it was the Elders that told her to offer the proposal to me." Cole said, amazed that Phoebe didn't seem to find this surprising.
"I know." Phoebe stated. "Don't ask me how I knew, I just do. I've got a memory of everything that happened, although it never actually happened to me. Except . . .why hasn't Prue come to us before?"
"She hasn't come down before because she couldn't. I think the reason she came to me was because she had no other choice. She wasn't going to stand by and watch you die." Cole explained. Phoebe silently agreed.
"Turns out all of what's happening to you is just the aftermath of losing your powers. Paige checked the Book, and it explained that when upper level demons lose they're powers it takes a while for them to heal. Some don't survive. . ." She paused seeing his face. "Not that you are. . .were an upper level demon. . .I just meant. . .with your powers--" She stuttered.
"I know." Cole said with a smile "I know. . ." Silence followed. After a few minutes, Phoebe asked the question that had being gnawing at both of them.
"How have you been?" She asked suddenly. Cole looked up surprised. He smiled faintly.
"As good as I could be, I guess." He said with a tilt of his head. "You?"
"As good as I could be." She said softly with a small smile. Cole returned her smile. "I have thought about you." Phoebe blurted out. Cole's smile grew wider.
"I've thought about you too." He said, his smiled disappearing. "More than you know." Phoebe looked away.
"So tell me," She started in an attempt to make conversation, "why Kyle Turnip?" She asked trying to hold back a smile.
"It was the first thing that came to mind, you caught me by surprise." Cole said with a grin. He watched her smile disappear slowly. "What is it?" Phoebe raised her eyebrows. She paused for a second.
"Why didn't you come. . .as you?" She asked, frowning. Cole contemplated the question, before answering truthfully.
"I knew it wasn't likely that you or your sisters would trust me after everything I did." Cole said. A flash of guilt crossed his face. "Everything I put you through, if I could take it back. . ." Cole stopped in mid-sentence. He clenched his teeth and looked away.
"You already apologised." Phoebe said sadly. He looked at her, shaking his head.
"I can't apologise enough." He said with a sigh. "I could have killed you or your sisters at any time. I went crazy--" Phoebe cut him off.
"But you didn't, instead you left the city because it was what was best for both of us. And you saved my life." She added.
"No Phoebe, you saved my life. If not for you. . ." He paused, "I would never have even considered becoming good." Phoebe tilted her head slightly, looking at him hesitantly.
"You would have got there eventually." She said simply. Cole opened his mouth to say something before he was silenced by his own groan as his stomach seared with pain. Phoebe jumped up from the couch and urged him to lie down. She gently pushed him with a hand on his chest, the other supporting his head. Cole's eyes were clenched together. "You need rest." Phoebe said softly. Cole's eyes slowly opened.
"Stay with me. . ." He said quietly. Phoebe smiled, noticing how much he resembled a child. She nodded.
"I'll be right here."
Hope you guys liked it. Review please, just to let me know you're there.
Another thing that I thought about (And you guys all go 'ergh, stop thinking already!'). The Charmed fanfiction site, I've noticed, is good in the way that everyone goes along with his or her own business. Everyone accepts that everyone else has a favourite character or couple, and it's all good. My theory for this is that in every character's (The main ones) life, they have only had one main romance interest; therefore all the fans like that particular guy, not counting a few exceptions. Now in the Dark Angel fanfiction site, for example, the stories are based on the main character, and about three different guys. And there is so much conflict! I kid you not. Once I got a flame for my story from a person because I was writing about my favourite couple, and they didn't like the pairing! So anyway, the reason I'm telling you all of this is so that all us Phoebe/Cole fans realise that some other guy is going to have to turn up to be Phoebe's new love interest, and some fans are bound to like him. Some maybe even more so than Cole. And some of you might be going, "Never going to happen . . .", but it does my friend, it certainly does! : ) My god, I sound like such an idiot. So before you guys get sick of me and press the little 'x' in the top right hand corner, I want you to repeat after me:
I hereby pledge my loyalty and allegiance to Cole Turner, and vow never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever to like some other guy better. Phoebe/Cole for the rest of my existence!
Heheh, yeah. . .you repeat that. And I want to see it in writing! Say. . .a review?