Cleansing part 3

This story takes place after the episode "Sam I am". I do not own any of the characters of charmed, I just write about them.

"Phoebe, do you know what you're saying?" Piper asked.

"Yes I do, but we have no choice," Phoebe commented.

"But if we bring Cole back, we may never be able to get him to leave," Paige said.

"Don't you THINK I KNOW THAT!" Phoebe shouted. "Do you think I want him anywhere near me? I want him DEAD, he is an evil bastard. But, he is also the only one who can stop Damon."

"We'll keep looking, there has to be another way," Piper said hopefully.

"There isn't, and you know it," Phoebe continued. "It took Good and Evil at their strongest to just contain it last time, and we don't have that. Besides, last time it was on its own, and now it has a being giving it guidance. There is no other option. We can't fight it: only Cole can. We have to find him, and bring him back here. Then he can slither back into whatever hole he went to for all I care."

"That raises an interesting point," Piper remarked. "HOW do we find Cole? I mean, if he really has left, how can we find him?"

"What about the spell Phoebe used to go to the Wasteland?" Paige asked. "We could use that..."

"That spell won't work, because Cole isn't my love anymore. We need a link, some link of blood or emotion to find him," Phoebe interrupted.

"A pity you're on birth control," Banzif commented.

"WHAT!" Phoebe whirled to face Banzif.

"You know, Birth control, anti-baby stuff. You did know you were on it, right? I mean," Banzif said with concern.

"Of course I knew that," Phoebe snapped, "but what does that have to do with Cole?"

"Well, any children he made would be linked to him," Banzif replied. "They don't even have to be alive, or yours. All you need is the spirit of the child, because he is partly his father, so he can be used as a filter to find him," he continued as he saw a pained expression cross Phoebe's face.

"Phoebe, you don't think, we can't..." Piper began.

"If it will find Cole, we don't have a choice," Phoebe replied. "We have to summon back the baby I carried."

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"RUN!" the man shouted to his son. The little boy started to run, and the man turned to face their pursuer.

"Did you really think he can escape me?" Damon asked in amusement. "I can just round him up later."

"Not if you're dead," the man replied, and he gestured. A massive force slammed into Damon and threw him against the wall. There was a brief moment when Damon seemed to phase, and then Damon stood up. He brushed himself off and said, "Is that all you've got?"

The man gestured again, but nothing happened. Damon slowly approached as the man tried desperately to get his powers to work.

"You tried to defend your son, and that is commendable," Damon replied. "For that, I grant you a quick death." As the athame Damon called slammed into the man's chest, Damon added, "But I never promised the same for your son."

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Hear these words

Hear my cry

Spirit on the other side

Come to me I summon thee

Cross now the great divide

The sisters finished chanting, and a swirl of bright lights appeared. When they cleared, the sisters found two beings standing there. One they recognized, but the other rocked them back on their heels.

"PRUE!" Piper gasped.

Prue nodded sadly, and then said, "Yes Piper, it's me. I know you only wanted him, but he wouldn't come alone."

"Why not?" Phoebe asked.

Prue looked pained, and added, "Because he hates all of you with a passion I haven't been able to dull."

Phoebe went pale, and Paige asked, "Why?"

Prue shook her head, and said, "I don't know, but he'd hiding something. Something was going on with him up in Heaven, something that no one could figure out. For some reason, he was a normal kid except when you three were mentioned."

"Then he is in Heaven?" Phoebe asked.

"Of course he is," Prue said in exasperation. "Did you think we'd let a family member burn in Hell forever? Besides, he was only a child. Now then, cast your spell, and then we'll go back."

The sisters began to get their supplies ready when Banzif cleared his throat. "Oh, no," Paige said, "now what?"

"I'm afraid the spell I gave you won't work unless the participant is willing. If he doesn't let you, the spell won't work," Banzif added.

"Well, can't you give us another spell?" Piper asked.

"Not one that would work," Banzif replied. "The only way to proceed is to..."

"Get him to help my sisters," Prue finished. She walked over to the boy and said, "Will you please help us?" When the boy shook his head violently, Prue asked, "For me? Just talk to them?"

"But I don't want to Auntie Prue," the boy replied.

"I know, but please...for me?" Prue added. The boy looked at her for a few moments, and then nodded once, curtly.

Prue smiled, and led the boy over to the sisters. Piper leaned down, and said, "Hello, it is nice to meet you.what is his name?"

"He was never named, so we just call him little one," Prue added.

"Hello, little one. I'm your Aunt Piper, and this is your Aunt Paige," Piper said gently as she pointed at Paige.

"I know who you are," the boy said, "and my name is Cole."

"What?" Phoebe asked, as the others looked at the boy in shock.

The boy looked at Phoebe, and Phoebe had to fight not to run. If look's could kill, her son's look would have flayed her alive.

"My name is Coleridge Turner Jr., son of Coleridge Turner. My father named me, and my father loves me, and I love him. I will never help you, bitch."

Phoebe gasped, and would have fallen if an ashen faced Leo hadn't caught her. Her son hated her.

Piper looked at Coleridge and guessed, "You talked to your father before he and you died, telepathically? Listen, there were things you didn't understand about that..."

"I said we TALK, not talked," Coleridge interrupted.

"You...you still talk to your father?" Phoebe gasped. Her son looked at her for a moment, and then nodded.

"How?" Prue asked in shock, "You're in Heaven, and Cole's a demon."

"My FATHER is not a demon. He is a loving caring man. And there are no boundaries for us," Coleridge replied coldly. "I don't care what you say to me. I know what has happened. I felt all you did to him. You three disgust me, and I am ashamed to be related to you. Especially to you MOTHER." Coleridge said the last word as a sneer, and Phoebe shivered. "You took an innocent man who only wanted to be with the woman he loved and completely destroyed him. You robbed him of his confidence, his strength, and shattered all his hopes and dreams."

Phoebe felt tears sliding down her cheeks, and realized she was crying, had been crying for several seconds. "I'm...I'm so sorry," she said softly.

"Spare me your misbegotten and ill-timed apologies. I don't want them." Coleridge replied. He then turned to Prue and asked nicely, "Can we go back now, Auntie Prue?"

"Wait," Phoebe said. When her son looked back, Phoebe practically begged, "If Cole is as good a man as you say he is, then he will want to help us, he will want us to find him. The world is in jeopardy, and only he can save it. If we don't find him, then the entire world will die. And I don't think your father could live with himself if that happened, ESPECIALLY if he is the man you say he is."

As the boy thought it over, Phoebe wondered how her son could have reopened so many wounds. She knew she did not love Cole, but she felt pity and sadness taking the place of anger and hate. She now realized that Cole was not at fault: she was. She had pushed him away, and then locked her love for him up until it withered and died. Now, all she could do was what she had to do.

"Alright, I'll do it, but I want your word you will not kill or hurt him," Coleridge said finally.

The sisters sighed, and then said, "You have our words."

Coleridge nodded, and said, "Very well. Do it."

We seek to find someone elsewhere Through the son for which he does care Use the link from father and son To show us his location when this spell is done

As the spell ended, the sisters felt something new inside of them. They could vaguely sense that Cole was somewhere VERY far away.

"Leo, can you follow that?" Piper asked.

Leo nodded, and said, "As long as it lasts."

"Don't worry. The spell will last as long until you actually get within a foot of him," Banzif said. "Before you go, you should send the spirits back. They are no longer needed, and being here probably taxes them."

Phoebe turned to her son and said, "Thank you."

As Prue turned to leave, Coleridge looked at the living sisters and said, "I didn't do it for you. I did it for him. Remember your vow, and understand one thing. If you hurt or kill my father, I will find out about it. While I can't do anything to you while you live, I give you this, MY vow. Even if I am banished from Heaven and it takes all of my power, if you kill Cole, you three will never enter Heaven," Cole Jr. concluded with a dark stare, and then faded.

No one spoke for several moments as they tried to fight their fear. Finally, Piper joked, "He's a Halliwell alright. He's got our temper."

"Come on, let's find Cole," Paige said. As they all gathered around Leo, Banzif walked forward and gravely presented Paige with a box.

"What's this?" Paige asked.

"Powerful magic," Banzif replied.

As they began to leave, Paige looked in the box and exclaimed, "What am I going to do with Sugar cookies and Weinershnitzels?"

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As Damon was wiping off his blade, Nisan appeared. He bowed low, and asked, "Was it a good kill master?"

"It was productive, yes," Damon replied, and then turned to his servant. "Since you are loyal, which is the only reason you still have your powers, I must assume you have something you wish to report."

"The Charmed Ones have vanished," Nisan replied.

Damon stopped wiping, and looked at Nisan, "Gone to Heaven?"

"No, master," Nisan continued as he shook his head, "I felt them moving through the planes, and then they were gone, out of my range."

Damon started to pace, and said out loud, "So, they seek Cole, and figured out what he can do. Fine, let them. By the time they get back, it will make no difference. I will crush Cole like a bug, and then break the Charmed Ones over my back. They are too late. This world is mine!"

TO BE CONTINUED...