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Author's Notes: I am SO sorry! I just have had TERRIBLE writer's block for this story. And plus, I got more reviews on Piper's Breakdown. I know that many of you are mad at me, and I am REALLY sorry. But here is a chapter. I know it is short, but like I said before, I have had terrible writer's block. So, please readers, remember to review, and keep inspiring me! Thanks! Enjoy! (Sorry about the typos, but I have other things to do. J)
The next morning, Leo softly knocked on Phoebe's door. It was about 8:30, and everyone else was up. Phoebe rolled over, and grunted, but said nothing. She didn't want to talk to Leo, and talk about what happened with Cole. Phoebe glanced down at her stomach. She certainly did not want to talk about the baby growing in her womb. She looked back towards her bedroom door, where Leo was waiting patiently for an answer. She knew that it was wrong to shut him out, so she called sleepily, "It's opened, Leo!" Leo sighed and took a deep breath. He was worried about what to say to Phoebe. He slowly turned the handle, and stepped in her room. She was still in her clothes from the day before. He smiled, and looked at her. She stared back at him with raised eyebrows, "Did you want something?" Leo looked down at his feet, and cleared his throat, "Uh, yeah. I just thought I'd tell you that if you ever need to talk to somebody, I'm here. And, also, everyone is downstairs – Piper's making breakfast." Phoebe nodded her head, "Thanks, Leo." Leo turned to leave, but Phoebe stopped him, "Uh, Leo?" Leo turned back around to face Phoebe, "Hmm?" Phoebe twisted her hands nervously, "I may need to take you up on your offer, soon." Leo smiled, "Sure. Just call me when you are ready to talk." Phoebe smiled reassuringly at Leo, and he left her alone to think.
Phoebe wrapped her arms around herself. How was she ever supposed to be able to raise a child, by herself? She looked down at her quilt, and the colors ran together as tears fell from her eyes. She wiped her tears away impatiently, and said aloud, "This cannot be happening! I won't let it happen!" She angrily stood up, and yelled for Cole, "Get your ass down here, Cole! NOW!" Cole shimmered in, and smiled warmly at Phoebe, "Yes? You rang, my – " He was going to say 'dear' but she cut him off. She pointed an accusing finger at him, "How could you?! You disgust me!" Cole just looked at her sympathetically. Phoebe glared at him, "How could you do this to me? How could you?" Cole defensively held up his hands, "Well, hey, you wanted it too, so, don't blame it all on me!" Phoebe shook her head in disagreement, "I don't know why I called you! What can you do, anyway?" Phoebe went to slap Cole, "You are a selfish son of a – " Phoebe stopped short. She gasped, and Cole knew the familiar expression of displacement on her face.
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Phoebe and Cole are in their room yelling. Phoebe sees herself slap Cole – hard – across the face. A pained expression falls across his face, and he reaches out a gently hand towards Phoebe, when tears slide down her cheeks. She starts to cry, but makes no attempt to swat his hand away or brush her tears off her face. Her anger and frustration are clearly shown, but Cole soothes her, saying comforting words. He moves his head closer to the side of her face, and then proceeds to wipe the tears off her face with his lips. She willingly allows him to kiss her on the lips, and then they passionately kiss. They fall to the bed, hormones raging.
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He reached out a hand to her just in case she stumbled, as she looked wildly into his eyes. She put her hand to her mouth, and then stumbled backwards against the post of her bed. She stumbled a little too far, as the side of the post slammed into her back. She gasped as pain shoot through her entire back, but did not move. She looked into Cole's eyes, and yelled at him, "Get out of here!" She put a hand to her mouth when he didn't move, and cried painfully, "Just go… Just go…" She sank to her knees, and tears fell from her wet cheeks. Cole stared at her, and tears fell down his cheeks, too. Just before he shimmered out, he painfully asked, "Why us? We had it all…" Cole shimmered out of the bedroom, and Phoebe took a deep breath, and shuddered. Her mind kept replaying the horrible premonition she had had earlier, and she unknowingly began to hyperventilate. Her vision became blurry, and she cried out for the one person that first came to her mind, "Leo!" Leo appeared in front of her just as her vision dimmed, and she passed out from the lack of oxygen.
Author's Notes: I know some of you probably don't agree with me right now about the whole Phoebe freaking out thing. Well, put yourself in her shoes, and think about it for a while. I know that sounds really cheesy, but… Anyways, if you still want to flame me, go ahead. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and please remember to keep inspiring me by reviewing! Even a one word review will work! Thanks! *VERY sorry that it has been forever since I have last updated*
