Chapter 3

"Okay, now what?" Phoebe asked. Cole and her sat behind a very large rock, and Cole stood up.

"That was the last place I knew they kept anything they didn't want good to find. They've changed this place so much." Cole said, searching the cave. Phoebe stood up next to him.

"Is there anything? You can think of at all?" Phoebe asked, giving most of her weight on the rock. Cole paced, coming behind her. He peeked over her head at the main part of the underworld; it seemed to be almost empty.

"Not right now. I'm thinking." Cole replied. Phoebe stood up; a burning came in her heart, what if they'd killed her? She hated that feeling, it was ripping her up inside. Trying to handle the horrible feeling, she took a step back right into Cole.

"Oh, sorry." Cole said, even though he didn't move right away. She turned towards him, and collapsed into his chest like she used to do. He put his arms around her and hoped that moment could last forever.

"She has to be here, somewhere. I, I need her. She's the only thing I have apart from my sisters." Phoebe said, tears coming down her face and into Cole's sweater. As much as Cole loved to hug her, and pulled her away, still clenching her upper arms, and bent down so he was level with her.

"Come on Phoebe, be brave. We'll find her." Cole said sympathetically. Phoebe all of a sudden came back down to earth. His voice was heart- warming, like it used to be. When she looked in his eyes she didn't see the source, or a demon, she saw, Cole. She nodded, 'Come on Phoebe!' She told herself. 'You fall for bad guys remember? This is how Cole looked the first time you met him, and how Matt looked when you met him.' She nodded, and pulled away crossing her arms to herself. Thinking of Matt gave her an uneasy feeling. She noticed Cole looked a bit hurt, but kept strong thinking it wasn't meant to be.

"Here, come here." Cole said, ignoring what just happened. He still loved Phoebe, he knew that the moment he saw her, and he wasn't going to let her daughter die. The two walked to another spot that was in the middle of a hallway.

"Get ready." Cole stated. Phoebe looked up at him curiously. He through an energy ball down the hallway.

"Get set." He warned again. Phoebe assumed she was going to have to fight, she just didn't know who. They heard foot steps run down the hallway, and appeared was a guard.

"Go?" Cole asked, studying the guard. He shrugged, and threw the guard up against the wall.

"When I was down here, there would have been at least five of you, and three demons coming this way." Cole exclaimed. The demon laughed,

"Ha, if you haven't noticed evil's been a little short lately." The guard answered. Cole nodded.

"So tell me, where's the kid?" Cole asked, grabbing the demon, and holding him against the wall. Phoebe looked around; making sure others weren't following him.

"What kid?" The guard asked, not intimidated at all. Cole shrugged, and grabbed the guard's dagger out of his belt.

"TELL ME ABOUT THE GIRL YOU STOLE FROM HER!" Cole roared, signaling towards Phoebe. His voice even made Phoebe jump. She felt comfort he was on her side again. Cole held the dagger to the demon's throat.

"She's the second part of the Trilogy. I don't even know what they go by." The guard answered quickly. Phoebe felt a rush of anger take over her.

"Where is my daughter?" Phoebe asked sternly. The guard looked down at the dagger.

"She's in the old dungeon." The guard answered. Cole smiled.

"That wasn't so hard, was it? What are you planning to do with her?" Cole asked. The guard looked down at the dagger once more.

"I don't know a whole lot. Uh, she's going to be raised as evil, along with the other two." The guard reported.

"Melinda and Wyatt..." Phoebe trailed off. Cole shook his head.

"No, they would have taken them when they took," Cole paused, not knowing what Phoebe's daughter's name was.

"Tori." Phoebe started. The guard laughed.

"You'll never find her. The demons running this have been planning this for three years. They are expecting you." The guard exclaimed. Cole looked back at Phoebe; he saw the hurt in her eyes. He didn't like it. He jammed the knife into the demon's throat, and sent him into a fiery vanquish. He turned towards Phoebe.

"He was talking out of fear." Cole comforted. Phoebe looked down.

"How can you be so sure?" Phoebe asked, looking deep into Cole's eyes. Cole flashed her a smile.

"I just am." Cole said. Phoebe smiled, and looked down.

"Lead the way." Phoebe said, stepping back. Cole nodded, and started off towards the 'old' dungeon. Although to him it was the same one.

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"What do you see?" Phoebe asked. Cole pulled his head back against the side of the wall. They stood on the twisting staircase.

"Uh, a lady in black hair. She's sleeping though. Three guards. And there's a black and red, I'm guessing play pen." Cole said, looking back at Phoebe. Phoebe almost felt a sigh of relief.

"Then let's go." Phoebe said, taking a step, Cole grabbed her arm.

"Wait, I'll go. I'll shimmer right to the playpen, grab, uh Tori, and shimmer back here. We can shimmer out from there. That way if I get hit, you can run in and grab Tori. Make sure you call Leo so you can get out." Cole exclaimed. Phoebe nodded.

"Cole," Phoebe started. Cole looked at her.

"Don't get hit." Phoebe stated. Cole smiled.

"I'm already dead, remember?" Cole said. Phoebe looked down. She thought she might regret what she was about to do, but she couldn't fight it anymore. She stood up on her tip toes, and put her arms around his neck, and planted a soft kiss on his lips.

"Not to me your not." Phoebe answered. Cole's eyes closed. He didn't want to open them. He took a deep breath, and hugged Phoebe close, and shimmered to the playpen, behind the guards. He silently opened the top, and looked in to find a sleeping girl. He smiled, and reached in and grabbed her.

"INTRUDER!!!! Guards! Guards! STOP HIM!" The lady awoke, screaming. Cole shimmered back to a smiling Phoebe.

"Cole-" Phoebe started. Cole smiled and looked proud of himself. The girl started crying.

"Cole that's not Tori." Phoebe exclaimed. Cole looked down worriedly.

"We'll come back." Cole said, grabbing Phoebe's hand, and shimmering to the manor.