Sole Destination
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone, don't sue me.
Summary: A short, all-action-less fanfic about our favourite couple. Set a couple of months after Cole found out he was invincible. This fanfic is based on what life would be for Phoebe and Cole, had he not gone nuts. Enjoy. . .
A/N: Once again, a huge thank you to all that reviewed. I'm glad people enjoyed reading it. This is the last chapter, so I hope you guys enjoy it!
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Cole ruffled through the pages on the coffee table in front of him. He sighed as he picked up a case file and opened it. He began to read through it. He once again let out a sigh as he realised he wasn't paying any attention to what was on the paper, as his mind wondered to Phoebe for what felt like the thousandth time that minute. He put the file down and rested his head in his hands for a few seconds, before standing up. He headed to the balcony and gazed around at the city below him, watching as the cars roared by. As he payed attention to the view, he never heard his name being called out.
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Phoebe stood in the elevator. It had been a week since her and Cole's last meeting, yet she hadn't been able to stop thinking about it since it had occurred. She waited impatiently as the elevator reached its destination, and watched the doors sliding open slowly. She didn't move. She wondered why she was here. As the doors threatened to close, she intercepted them with her arm, before stepping out. Looking around, she didn't see him anywhere.
"Cole!" She shouted out. No answer. She walked over to the coffee table, covered with sheets of paper. Instinctively she glanced at the balcony, surprised to see Cole holding onto the railings. She contemplated leaving while she could, but decided against it as she slowly walked through the door towards him.
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Cole couldn't help but feel tranquil as he looked out over the city. It gave a new meaning to the word 'power' to him. He saw someone out of the corner of his eye, but didn't jump when he saw Phoebe standing next to him. He noticed the serious look she wore, so he spoke before she had time to.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asked, turning his head back towards the city. Phoebe hesitated, but also turned. She placed her hands on the railing and leant forward slightly before nodding.
"It is." She agreed.
"I've never noticed before. I don't think I cared to. But now. . ." He stopped in mid-sentence.
"Things are different?" Phoebe offered. Cole nodded after a few seconds.
"It's nothing like before. Before I was fighting to control my powers because I knew if anything went wrong, I'd lose you. But now, I have absolutely nothing to lose. . .and yet I don't feel the need to give in to them." Cole explained honestly. He never took his eyes off the view for one second.
Phoebe didn't know what to say, so instead, she stayed silent. They both remained quiet for a few minutes, before Cole spoke again.
"Do you have any regrets, Phoebe? I mean real regrets, things you'd do anything to change." He finally turned and looked at her. She pulled her eyes from the landscape and glanced at him, pondering the question.
"I have quite a few." She answered truthfully. "It comes with the job description." Cole frowned.
"An advisor?" He asked, confused.
"A witch." Phoebe corrected, a small smile playing on her lips. Cole smiled, somewhat awkwardly before returning his gaze to the scenery.
"I have a couple. Which isn't normal, demons aren't supposed to feel regret, for anything--"
"You're half human." Phoebe interrupted.
"I grew up a demon, same customs I guess. So it surprises me when I get the feeling that I want to change something so badly. . .and it constantly eats away at me." He looked at her again. "There are so many things." He said softly.
"There's no point in dwelling on the past." Phoebe said gently.
I know. . ." Cole began. "But what about your past was the only time you truly felt happy?" Cole asked, images on Phoebe and him flowed through his mind. Memories from a long time ago. "Especially when you know you'll never get it back." He concluded, looking away. Phoebe frowned slightly at his sudden admit of defeat. "That's why you're here, isn't it? To tell me that you're never looking back?" Phoebe contemplated the answer.
"I thought so." She answered truthfully.
"I won't stop you, Phoebe. I know how hard this must have been on you." Cole said, shutting his eyes. He opened them to find Phoebe looking at him intently.
"So I can walk away now. . .and you won't stop me?" Phoebe asked. Cole shook his head slightly.
"No." He said, in a faintly choked voice. Phoebe thought deeply about it. He was offering her a way out. A way out of the lies, the hurt. How could she not take it?
"I'm sorry." She gave him a pained look, before retreating into the lounge room, as she headed towards the elevator.
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Cole watched her go, and let out a deep breath. An overwhelming feeling of pain overcame him, and he could do nothing to stop himself from leaning against the railing and sliding to the floor. He bent his knees in front of him and leaned on them with his elbows, his head bent into his hands. He couldn't feel anything except the throbbing ache inside him. He jumped as he felt a hand on his.
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Phoebe saw the elevator doors open, but a minute later watched them close in front of her. There were two possible paths in front of her. One filled with possible remorse with Cole, and an unknown one - without Cole. When she had arrived she had been so sure. She was going to tell him it was over, for good. No chance of a reunion. Now she wasn't so sure, she glanced back towards the balcony. She closed her eyes and thought deeply before reaching a decision.
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Cole looked up and saw Phoebe crouched in front of him, tears formed in her eyes. He shook his head.
"What are you--" Cole began softly.
"I refuse to let this become a regret." Phoebe interrupted. "Because I have a feeling it would be my biggest one." She let out a deep breath and held his hand tightly, waiting for a response. A feeling of astonishment fell over Cole. He frowned slightly as he gazed at her. She nodded slowly. He felt an intense bout of relief take him over. He reached out and caressed her cheek softly.
"Are you sure?" He asked. She leant into his hand and nodded.
"I've never been more sure of anything." She answered truthfully. Cole didn't need to be told twice. He had his arms around her in seconds, and she didn't pull back. He stroked her hair gingerly with one hand, while his other was tracing small circles on the small of the back. He closed his eyes as he felt his body relax for the first time in what felt like years.
Phoebe didn't feel the need to resist as his arms encircled her small body. She dug her face into the crook of his neck and nestled her arms around his neck. She felt every bone in her body melt into him, as though they had been longing for it. She hadn't experienced such serenity in a long time.
They both held onto each other, oblivious to the noises around and below them. They ignored that knowledge that the road ahead of them was not going to be an easy one. Instead, they focussed on the fact that it didn't matter. Because as long as they believed in what they had, the future would be more fruitful and love-filled than anything they had ever experienced before. And that was all that mattered. . .
The End
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I told you it was going to be short. I hope you guys liked the ending. Drop a review off a review and let me know.
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone, don't sue me.
Summary: A short, all-action-less fanfic about our favourite couple. Set a couple of months after Cole found out he was invincible. This fanfic is based on what life would be for Phoebe and Cole, had he not gone nuts. Enjoy. . .
A/N: Once again, a huge thank you to all that reviewed. I'm glad people enjoyed reading it. This is the last chapter, so I hope you guys enjoy it!
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Cole ruffled through the pages on the coffee table in front of him. He sighed as he picked up a case file and opened it. He began to read through it. He once again let out a sigh as he realised he wasn't paying any attention to what was on the paper, as his mind wondered to Phoebe for what felt like the thousandth time that minute. He put the file down and rested his head in his hands for a few seconds, before standing up. He headed to the balcony and gazed around at the city below him, watching as the cars roared by. As he payed attention to the view, he never heard his name being called out.
* * * * *
Phoebe stood in the elevator. It had been a week since her and Cole's last meeting, yet she hadn't been able to stop thinking about it since it had occurred. She waited impatiently as the elevator reached its destination, and watched the doors sliding open slowly. She didn't move. She wondered why she was here. As the doors threatened to close, she intercepted them with her arm, before stepping out. Looking around, she didn't see him anywhere.
"Cole!" She shouted out. No answer. She walked over to the coffee table, covered with sheets of paper. Instinctively she glanced at the balcony, surprised to see Cole holding onto the railings. She contemplated leaving while she could, but decided against it as she slowly walked through the door towards him.
* * * * *
Cole couldn't help but feel tranquil as he looked out over the city. It gave a new meaning to the word 'power' to him. He saw someone out of the corner of his eye, but didn't jump when he saw Phoebe standing next to him. He noticed the serious look she wore, so he spoke before she had time to.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asked, turning his head back towards the city. Phoebe hesitated, but also turned. She placed her hands on the railing and leant forward slightly before nodding.
"It is." She agreed.
"I've never noticed before. I don't think I cared to. But now. . ." He stopped in mid-sentence.
"Things are different?" Phoebe offered. Cole nodded after a few seconds.
"It's nothing like before. Before I was fighting to control my powers because I knew if anything went wrong, I'd lose you. But now, I have absolutely nothing to lose. . .and yet I don't feel the need to give in to them." Cole explained honestly. He never took his eyes off the view for one second.
Phoebe didn't know what to say, so instead, she stayed silent. They both remained quiet for a few minutes, before Cole spoke again.
"Do you have any regrets, Phoebe? I mean real regrets, things you'd do anything to change." He finally turned and looked at her. She pulled her eyes from the landscape and glanced at him, pondering the question.
"I have quite a few." She answered truthfully. "It comes with the job description." Cole frowned.
"An advisor?" He asked, confused.
"A witch." Phoebe corrected, a small smile playing on her lips. Cole smiled, somewhat awkwardly before returning his gaze to the scenery.
"I have a couple. Which isn't normal, demons aren't supposed to feel regret, for anything--"
"You're half human." Phoebe interrupted.
"I grew up a demon, same customs I guess. So it surprises me when I get the feeling that I want to change something so badly. . .and it constantly eats away at me." He looked at her again. "There are so many things." He said softly.
"There's no point in dwelling on the past." Phoebe said gently.
I know. . ." Cole began. "But what about your past was the only time you truly felt happy?" Cole asked, images on Phoebe and him flowed through his mind. Memories from a long time ago. "Especially when you know you'll never get it back." He concluded, looking away. Phoebe frowned slightly at his sudden admit of defeat. "That's why you're here, isn't it? To tell me that you're never looking back?" Phoebe contemplated the answer.
"I thought so." She answered truthfully.
"I won't stop you, Phoebe. I know how hard this must have been on you." Cole said, shutting his eyes. He opened them to find Phoebe looking at him intently.
"So I can walk away now. . .and you won't stop me?" Phoebe asked. Cole shook his head slightly.
"No." He said, in a faintly choked voice. Phoebe thought deeply about it. He was offering her a way out. A way out of the lies, the hurt. How could she not take it?
"I'm sorry." She gave him a pained look, before retreating into the lounge room, as she headed towards the elevator.
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Cole watched her go, and let out a deep breath. An overwhelming feeling of pain overcame him, and he could do nothing to stop himself from leaning against the railing and sliding to the floor. He bent his knees in front of him and leaned on them with his elbows, his head bent into his hands. He couldn't feel anything except the throbbing ache inside him. He jumped as he felt a hand on his.
* * * * *
Phoebe saw the elevator doors open, but a minute later watched them close in front of her. There were two possible paths in front of her. One filled with possible remorse with Cole, and an unknown one - without Cole. When she had arrived she had been so sure. She was going to tell him it was over, for good. No chance of a reunion. Now she wasn't so sure, she glanced back towards the balcony. She closed her eyes and thought deeply before reaching a decision.
* * * * *
Cole looked up and saw Phoebe crouched in front of him, tears formed in her eyes. He shook his head.
"What are you--" Cole began softly.
"I refuse to let this become a regret." Phoebe interrupted. "Because I have a feeling it would be my biggest one." She let out a deep breath and held his hand tightly, waiting for a response. A feeling of astonishment fell over Cole. He frowned slightly as he gazed at her. She nodded slowly. He felt an intense bout of relief take him over. He reached out and caressed her cheek softly.
"Are you sure?" He asked. She leant into his hand and nodded.
"I've never been more sure of anything." She answered truthfully. Cole didn't need to be told twice. He had his arms around her in seconds, and she didn't pull back. He stroked her hair gingerly with one hand, while his other was tracing small circles on the small of the back. He closed his eyes as he felt his body relax for the first time in what felt like years.
Phoebe didn't feel the need to resist as his arms encircled her small body. She dug her face into the crook of his neck and nestled her arms around his neck. She felt every bone in her body melt into him, as though they had been longing for it. She hadn't experienced such serenity in a long time.
They both held onto each other, oblivious to the noises around and below them. They ignored that knowledge that the road ahead of them was not going to be an easy one. Instead, they focussed on the fact that it didn't matter. Because as long as they believed in what they had, the future would be more fruitful and love-filled than anything they had ever experienced before. And that was all that mattered. . .
The End
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I told you it was going to be short. I hope you guys liked the ending. Drop a review off a review and let me know.