Chapter 7
Levi opened the door. Standing now in the doorway, Phoebe tried to catch her breath. The men around the table reached for their guns."Shit! Levi, you scared the hell out of us!" one of the men spoke up. Abe and Phoebe locked eyes. Abe sat back in his chair soaking Phoebe in. She just glared at him, scared to death inside.
"Age has served you well kitten." Abe muffled around the cigar in his mouth.
"Well, you have me you sick bastard. Now let him go!" Phoebe demanded as bravely as she could.
Abe just let out an evil laugh.
"You think it's that easy do you? You are sadly mistaken my dear, you will get to see your sweet husband, but only before I kill him."
Phoebe eyes filled with tears and ran to his feet pleading.
"Please Abe, I will do anything, whatever you want, just please release him. This is between you and me, it has nothing to do with him."
This was not part of the plan, and it made Levi nervous as he watched Phoebe. Abe touched Phoebe's cheek, and she flinched away from his hand slightly, and shut her eyes. Abe smiled and said,
"Throw her in with him, I don't see why they shouldn't spend one last night together." He smiled wickedly at her.
He cackled as two men grabbed Phoebe by the arms and dragged her away. It was all Levi had, not to tear the men off of her, but he smiled to play along with it. Then Abe turned his eyes to Levi. Levi stood still waiting for Abe to speak up.
"Sit down man, we need to talk." Abe said studying Levi's every move.
The men brought Phoebe to the shack where Cole was.
"Open this door, she's going in." one of the men said.
The guard unlocked the door; the men threw Phoebe inside, and slammed the door shut. Inside it was dark, only the light from outside, shining through the cracks of the wood panel. Phoebe was crouched on her hands and knees motionless. Then she heard something that made hear heart swell and pound very hard.
"Phoebe, is that you?" His voice was weak and small but she recognized it.
"Cole!"
She looked around the room, focusing her eyes to the dark. She finally saw him sprawled in the corner of the room. She crawled to him as fast as she could. She grabbed him in her arms. Cole groaned with pain when he moved, but he was so taken with emotion that his tears were not for the pain, but for joy. She kissed his eyes, lips, nose, and cheeks as she sobbed.
"Cole are you hurt? Oh, baby I thought I would never see you again." She sobbed.
He couldn't answer her because he was also crying, as his head lay cradled on her firm breasts, and held her as tight as he could.
"Phoebe I can smell you, are you really here? Are you really touching me? You feel so good! Am I dreaming again?" He said emotionally, while feeling her body all over.
"No baby, this isn't a dream I'm here, open your eyes and look at me."
He lifted his head toward hers. Now she could see the swelling of his eyes. His face was dirty. He had lines from his tears, running down through his beard. His tears burned his eyes, because of the pepper spray.
"Cole what have they done to you?" She said trembling with emotion.
She scrambled for her water, and opened it pouring it slowly over his eyes, trying to rinse them as best as she could. Then she reached in her pocket and pulled out a scarf, carefully wiped his eyes, while still cradling his head. This was like a fresh wave. It felt so good to him and some of the burning from his eyes faded. "It's nothing baby, I'm ok now." He squeezed her closer.
Phoebe looked up and shut her eyes at this. She couldn't imagine what all they had done to him.
"Cole...I…am so sorry, I don't know how he found me?" She sobbed harder.
"Say that again." He said with a smile, ignoring what she said.
"Say what baby?"
"My name Phoebe, say it again."
He lay in her arms, with his wrapped around her small waist. His head was buried in her chest. He leaned up to kiss her lips. She gladly took his lips in her mouth and moaned out loud. In spite of his misery, this made Cole hard for her. His kiss made her throb for him between her legs.
"Cole" She said breathing louder.
"Oh, Phoebe I dreamed of you for so long," He said, as he still was kissing her, short of breath.
She laid down beside him and reached inside his ripped slacks, and began to stroke him. He was long and hard, and groaned intensely. His body was twitching with pleasure, and he didn't want this to go away.
"Phoebe… I am going to lose control." He said, trying to hold in the release he felt coming on, breathing heavily.
He felt so complete inside, now that she was there, he forgot about his pain, and surroundings for that matter. The rush of emotion they felt with each other was so intense.
She slid her shorts off, and very carefully straddled him, slipping him inside of her. She tilted her head back moaning, as she slowly slid down on him. She unbuttoned her white blouse, so her breasts were out. She took his hands and placed them on her. His hands were rough and bloody, but they were warm and familiar. It felt so good to have them on her again, as he was messaging her gently. Her hard nipples ran between his fingers, and felt so soft to him. The beads of sweat trickled down between her breasts and to her stomach. He was now feeling her whole body with his hands. It had been so long since he felt the warmth of her insides. This brought tears running down his face again. She slowly moved on him, and they both were engulfed with erotic pleasure from one another.
"I wanted you so bad Phoebe… I needed you, It's been so long…" He said almost breathless. She felt him clear to her stomach. She could feel his expansion, as he arched his back and let himself release.
"You have me baby." She said as she felt the warmth fill inside her. She ran her fingers from his face, and slowly down his broad sweaty chest, to his hard sweaty stomach. They both were left breathing heavily.
After a moment, she slid off and laid beside him. Her shirt lay open and her breasts free to the warm night air. She laid in his arms and stroked his chest. He was still sore from the guards earlier, and the pain was coming back to him. She saw his face tense as he held her tight.
"Oh, Cole did I hurt you?" She said, rising close to his face.
"No, just the opposite." He said, running his hands down her breast. He hesitated and then said,
"Don't leave me Phoebe."
"I'm not baby, we are leaving together." She said, lightly kissing his sweaty forehead.
"I tried to come home baby, I just couldn't get away" Cole said as his voice cracked in pain.
"Don't love, that is behind us now. We will go home together," she said, while she scoped the room curiously.
They lay in each other's arms, not knowing what was next. Phoebe didn't want to tell him about Levi. So much had happened in the time they were separated. But it was something that seemed so long ago, now that they were together again. It seemed like they were never apart.
They laid in silence, both wondering what the other was thinking. It seemed like hours. Then Cole said something that made her sink inside.
"How did you get here?"
Phoebe hesitated before answering. This made it obvious to Cole what was coming.
"Cole, there is something we need to talk about" she said bravely. Cole's stomach dropped. Afraid that she was going to tell him that she had moved on without him, and she was with someone else. That someone that Abe told him about. He didn't know what he would do, if she told him this. He started to tense in frustration, and felt angry and jealous. He almost was swept away by his haunting thoughts, but she broke the silence.
"Cole…. You have a daughter" she said with a lump in her throat, "She wanted me to tell you that she wants you home with us."
This threw him, and tears came to his eyes. This was not what he anticipated her saying. She could feel his chest catching, as he tried not to cry.
"I told you so" he managed to say, holding his tears in. She looked up at him. He was wiping his eyes smiling.
"Yes, you did" she said with tears herself, remembering Cole's intuition that they were having a baby girl.
A few more moments of silence passed.
"Phoebe…what about that guy?" Cole finally asked.
"What guy?" She said, as she swallowed hard. "You mean the guy that did this to us?" She finished, as she buttoned her shirt.
Cole's question made her nervous
"No Phoebe, I know about him. I mean…"
"Cole, please don't, he means nothing now, it's just us, that's all that matters. We are going to be a family. Please, let's just worry about getting out of here" Phoebe pleaded.
Cole let out a hurtful sigh. Her words were assuring, but he couldn't help feeling upset. Mostly from the thoughts Abe planted in his mind.
"Phoebe, that son of a bitch told me things. Things that happened to you, when you and Gwen were in Chicago. He also told me you moved on… without me. Phoebe, there was nothing I could do about it. I could imagine him sweating all over you, and you enjoying it. Phoebe that…"
"Cole stop! You shouldn't have paid any attention. He was only trying to hurt you, break you down!" She started to cry again.
She could hear the anger in Cole's voice when he talked about this. She knew what it did to him. He hated if another man even laid eyes on her. Let alone the thought of someone taking his place.
"This meant nothing to me Cole, and it doesn't mean anything now. It was just something that happened. I was mourning you, I was alone, and he was just there. Cole, they told me you were dead!" Phoebe sobbed.
Cole managed to get to his feet, and left her side. He walked across the room with his hands on his hips, looking away from her. His eyes started to open again, as the mace was wearing off. Her sobs hurt him deeply, but he couldn't help the anger. She walked over to him laying her head on his back. She slipped her arms around his waist. Cole felt himself melt as she did this. He tilted his head back and sighed. His hands were still on his hips.
"Cole it was just sex, it wasn't love" she said quietly.
This made him furious. He pulled her around, and before she knew it, she was slammed against the wall in front of him. He pressed his body against hers, and stared down at her with his teeth clenched. She could feel his heart pounding out of his chest, and he was shaking with anger. His body over powered hers as he grabbed her wrists and held them over her head. His mouth was almost touching hers and his warm breath gave her chills.
"Just sex Phoebe?" He said in a low rough voice, between his clenched white teeth.
He put his hand on her breasts, and ripped her shirt open, his other hand still holding on to her wrists tight. She was startled at first and gasped at this, but the wild look of desire in his eyes, soon took control of her. He used the same hand to undo her shorts again, and yank them down to her ankles. Then he pressed against her again, and grabbed between her legs. He ripped her underwear off and shoved his fingers inside of her and kissed her lips lustfully. Her eyes fluttered shut, as his mouth moved from hers, down her neck and to her breasts. She bit down on her lower lip, and it was all she could do not to scream with pleasure. She moaned heavily as he came back to her mouth and kissed her rapidly.
He was so hard for her it hurt. He lifted her body impatiently, and shoved himself inside her. She moaned as he thrust inside of her deeper and deeper. Her back was thrashing against the wall, and she watched him kissing her breast as a lustful smile spread over her mouth. He could feel her looking at him, and met her eyes as he looked up. The lust in their eyes was so intense. He reached for her mouth again, and traced the insides of it with his tougue, and soon met hers.
"Cole…I just want you," she said between their kisses and laboring to breath, as she felt a rush coming over her.
"Did he do this to you Phoebe? Did he make you feel good? Did he make you scream?" Cole said as he felt himself expanding.
"No Baby…only you can make me feel this way!" She said as she felt herself release.
She felt the warmth from his release inside her as well.
He slowed his violent thrusting, and put his forehead to hers, satisfied at what she said. He let go of her wrists and softened his hold on her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder. Their sweaty bodies crushed together felt so good. He pulled out of her, and carried her to the other side of the room. He laid her on the floor, and crawled down beside her. He was looking over her pleasingly, with his head in his hand. He looked down at her bare breasts, and touched them softly.
"Phoebe I'm sorry, I hope I didn't hurt you?" He said with heavy glazed eyes.
"You're not sorry Cole." She said with a teasing smile.
"You're right, I'm not!" He said smiling back.
She started to cover herself and he stopped her.
"Don't Phoebe, please just let me look at you." He said touching her breasts.
She smiled and put her hands on his.
Just then, they heard a commotion outside. They both tensed as they sat up. Then everything was quiet. They looked at each other and Cole tried to help Phoebe cover herself. Just then they heard something again. The door was being unlocked….
Levi opened the door and stood motionless at Cole and Phoebe. Phoebe looked at him, and then at Cole. Levi broke the silence. Phoebe walked to the other side of the room and put her shorts back on. Cole glared at Levi as he watched him watching Phoebe pulling up her shorts. Levi had seen her ripped underwear on the floor.
"Phoebe, are you alright?" He said, looking from her to Cole.
Phoebe walked back to stand beside Cole. Cole put his arm around Phoebe and pulled her to him.
"She's fine, who the hell are you?" He snarled, glaring at Levi, before she could answer.
"I don't think you are in any position to question me." Levi snarled back.
"Oh no, little man?" Cole said, putting Phoebe behind him, now standing toe to toe with Levi.
"That's enough! We don't have time for macho bullshit! Levi, how did you get past the guards?" Phoebe said as she pushed her way between the two men, that still stood glaring at each other.
"No time to explain doll, we have to go now." He said while staring at Cole. Cole felt the rage building inside of him from Levi's words to Phoebe.
"Doll? Who do you thing you are?" Cole said as he felt like making the man hurt.
Phoebe put her hand in Cole's and squeezed, assuring him.
"Levi, please." Phoebe said softly to him.
This made Levi feel empty. The woman he loved was gone for good, and now it was very clear to him. Seeing Her with Cole made this official. Levi backed off from Cole, and sighed.
It hit Cole in that instant who Levi was. He was the one that Abe had sent to take his place. And he remembered the night before his capture, Gwen was going out with a Levi. He felt enraged even more. Phoebe could sense him tensing and turned his face to hers, she smiled at him. Cole looked up at Levi and back to Phoebe.
"Baby, he's going to help us, forget what you are thinking." She said softly to him.
This stopped him from getting out of control from his anger and frustration. He kissed Phoebe's forehead and held her tight.
"The guards are not going to get up anytime soon. Come on, let's go." Levi said looking at Phoebe. He tried to forget that Cole was even there.
They both turned to Levi and followed him out. The sun would be up soon, and they had to move fast, to get to the helicopter before daylight.
Outside the guards lay unconscious on the ground.
"Poor Bastards!" Cole said, as he kicked one of them in the stomach.
Phoebe looked up in surprise. She could see Cole's face more clearly now. She noticed the bruises, and dried blood that stained his face.
"Oh baby, does that still hurt?" She said sadly, while touching his face.
"Only the outside baby" he whispered, smiling down at her.
Levi just rolled his eyes and walked ahead of them. Before they followed, Cole saw a shinny knife in the boot of the guard. He reached down and got it. He put it in the back of his pants as they walked on.
It was now daylight. Levi thought he had Abe fooled, but knew that Abe's men would not be far behind after finding the guards at Cole's shack. Taking the two guards on at the same time was nothing new for Levi, with or without guns. He once was one of Abe's best men, and was trained for this sort of thing. He was trained not to feel and just act. But all that changed, when it came to Phoebe. Love makes you do strange things. He never understood this until he met her.
He would torture himself on the way to the helicopter, by looking back now and then at Cole and Phoebe. They were acting like they were the only ones on earth.
Cole could see her nipples through her white shirt and reached for them playfully, as he towered over her. Her shirt was still ripped so it was tied up under her breast and barely covered them.
"Stop that, not now Cole" she giggled.
He put his arm around her shoulder and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle again. This was like someone's nails on a chalkboard to Levi. He was very jealous of Cole. He walked faster to put some more distance between them.
Phoebe jumped on Cole's back and put her mouth around his earlobe. He grunted sorely, as she jumped on, but he still caught her legs as they came around his waist. She then whispered something in his ear that made him laugh.
"I can't wait baby!" He yelled, trying to let Levi hear him.
Levi just shrugged his shoulders and huffed on.
"Cole, stop that, he's trying to help, and this bothers him as it is." She said kissing his neck while still on his back.
"What? You don't want him to know I am going to screw your brains out tonight?" He said, with his face half turned to her.
"Mmmm.... That sounds nice baby!" She said smiling and pressing her breasts harder on his back.
"If you keep that up, I will have to give you a sneak preview right here and now!" He said in a heavy voice, feeling hard for her again. "You mean if I do this?" She said, as she pressed her chest on him again, and gave him wet kisses on the back of his neck.
"Phoebe, I'm warning you…" Cole said, short of breath.
Phoebe just giggled at his vulnerability. She remembered lots of times leading Cole by his pants. She knew the power she had over him, and used it to her advantage. He never was able to resist her, but he really didn't mind, because he also used this tactic. Cole had Phoebe under his spell as well, and he loved every minute of it. They were quite pathetic when it came to one another.
Levi could see something glisten in the morning sun; he knew it was the helicopter waiting for them. He sighed at the sight in relief, but he also was glad not to listen to Cole and Phoebe anymore. He thought to himself that he would rather be shot, than to listen to the lovebirds who were lagging behind.
Levi reached the helicopter ahead of Cole and Phoebe. He looked back their direction and took his pack off. Once again he was reminded Phoebe was no longer his and would never be again. He shrugged his shoulders and crawled in telling to the pilot to start the engine, but what he founded made him sick, and he froze at the gun that stared him between the eyes.