Chapter IX

"Paige, are you finished with the potion?" asked an impatient Phoebe.

"No, not yet. I just need some more thyme." Paige replied, her focus was still on the potions. She grabbed the wooden bowl of thyme next to the pot.

"Phoebe, hold up." Piper called out while holding out one of her hands and carefully reading the book. "It says here that no amount of spell can destroy Sisselii, 'She's indestructible.'"

Phoebe frowned. She stepped to Piper side take a look at it for herself. Examining each word carefully, her brows became more narrowed. "It can't be!" Phoebe exclaimed angrily. "There's every spell to every demon we've ever fought, so there has to be one for her!"

"Not Barbus." Piper reminded her.

She looked down at the book, thumbing through pages, and sighed.

"He was undefeatable. You just have to fight Sisselii the way Prue did with Barbus. Beat it at its own game."

"How do I do that?" Phoebe asked.

"Go to Cole." Piper advised. "Work out your problems. Demolish that gap."

"Great! And I'm almost finished with the potion!" Paige exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air.

"I'm sorry. But, you can just save it for some other demonic occasion." Phoebe offered innocently.

"What other type demon would be needing a potion that contains dead roses and weed?" Paige asked dizzily.

"I'm sorry honey, I'll make it up to you but, right now I got to go and save my marriage." Phoebe apologetically said as she patted Paige on the back.

Rattling the knob, and unlocking the door, a shadow pushed the door slightly open enough to get a good view of the interior of the living room. Just before letting itself in, a rush of squiggling form transformed into a feminine figure. Straightening herself up before entering the room, she spotted a half drunken Cole with a one-third bottle of Scotch accompanied his hand. Smiling devilishly, she slowly approached him and took the bottle of out his grasp.

"Cole, honey." She spoke as lightly as she could. "Get up."

"What?" He mumbled drunkenly. His vision was blurred, but it was good enough to see short distance. "Phoebe?"

"What are you doing?"

"I was just thinking of a way to get rid of Sisselii, and decided to have a little drink." Cole explained as if he was high.

Grimacing evilly, trying not to show too much of her excitement, she was indeed intrigued to know more. "So, you have any ideas?"

"No, the past keeps flashing back. I can't seem to concentrate." Cole lazily rubbed his nappy head.

"Well, then why don't I just help you relax?" She moved seductively towards Cole, while enticing him by swaying her hip. Settling herself down next to him, not wanting to seem too hasty, she started giving him a little back massage, then gradually working her way up to his neck and shoulders, relaxing his tensed muscles. "You've got quite a knot there don't ya?"

"Yeah." Lying back and relaxing, Cole suddenly realized Phoebe wasn't as upset as she was before. Moving away with precaution, trying not to hurt her, he turned looking at her suspiciously. "I thought you were going to your sister's?"

"Well, I was, but then I just thought, this could only be fixed between us. No spell could fix this." She let Cole in on all the details. Just as he was about to say something, she took the opportunity of Cole's opened jaw and dived in for a wet one. He shut his thoughts up and enjoyed the moment. But he couldn't help noticing the pace and the movement of her kisses. They were more…well more aggressive and demanding. This didn't usually happen until they hit second base. She was the gentle and soft kind. Well, it depended on the moment, but this certainly wasn't an everydayreplay moment.

Feeling his now intense body stiffened, she realized something was wrong. She let her hands roam his body, to loosen him up. She then parted her lips from his hungry ones, and looked at him. She gazed into his eyes endearingly. Her lips danced with such a purity and with a hint of lasciviousness in the corners of it as she beamed innocently. "This'll soften him up." She thought, just before meeting his awaiting lips again. Soft butterfly kisses first, next trailing kisses from his lips to his earlobes, down to his neck, then back to his lips.

His anticipation was running low, and quick. He flipped her onto her back and kissed her forcefully, craving for her and him to connect as one. He roughly ruffled through her clothes and ripped all the buttons off her blouse. Soon he had fully unclothed her, only leaving her panties on. As for him, he was down to his boxers. Hands exploring each other's bodies brought a new sense of pleasure to their game. Cole's hand found its way to the inner part of her thigh. Gently caressing it, he moved his hand closer to her opening. She gasped pleasurably, as he brought it to her clit, and stroked it with his thumb, while his forefinger caressed along the side of the lip, sending waves of sensation to her body. Heavy breaths raised and fell. She grabbed his hand and a naughty smile danced on her lips. Slowly moving it aside, she let Cole lay on his back and climbed above him. Lowering her head, she gradually played with his earlobes with her lips. That always made him go wild. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her in tighter, as a thunderous sound of banging intruded into their home.

Promptly turning heads, they found an unexpected visitor.

"Wow, doesn't take long for you to reply does it?" Revealing a fuming Phoebe sneered disgustingly.

Eyes widened, Cole turned to find himself about to bed his worst enemy. Phoebe was now undeniably Sisselii, who was lying on top of him. Gasping in revulsion, he pushed her away roughly and quickly grabbed his clothes and put them on.

"Phoebe, I thought she was you!" Cole desperately tried to explain it to Phoebe, with one leg in and one leg out of his pants. "I didn't know."

Trying to hold herself together, she took in a deep breath to suppress her blood pressure, and slowly trying to respond. "Cole." she began, followed by a tiresome sigh.

"Phoebe, believe me!" Cole pleaded. "If I had any idea that it wasn't you, I wouldn't have done what I've done."

"Just let me talk." Phoebe instructed, then her eyes glazed to Sisselii, who was struggling to get up from a brutal fall. "We need to talk."

"Yeah, sure." Cole replied eagerly. "Sure."

"Well, before we talk, I'd like to take care of some businesses first." She stated, and walked up to Sisselii, and grabbed her by her neck and forced her to get up.

"Listen you little skank, if you think for one minute that I'm going to let you get my husband, you have another thing coming!" She clenched her teeth and choked Sisselii, as she tried to fight.

"And if you think you can break up this marriage, well you're in for some rough ride, because this witch is not going to let you walk in this house and pretend to be her and sex up every guy you see trying to break up this marriage!"

"Your marriage was doomed in the first place!" She retorted. "A demon and witch and never make it work."

"If you haven't noticed," Phoebe protested, "he's fully human now."

"Don't tell me that you never had doubts that he might go back to his old nature." The demon sneered, which had Phoebe thinking. Sure she had expected this statement to be coming, but she never gave it a thought. However it was true, sometimes at night, laying next to the man she loved, she couldn't help but worry. What if one day he'll return to his old self? How would she ever deal with it? What would she tell her baby? Sure she loved him, but thoughts like that have always intruded her head. Sometimes she spent the night just staring at the man next to her, wondering what will become of her if he really turned back to his old self. Trapped in her own thoughts, everything around her just became a blur.