Love Triumphant
Chapter XVII
Using his peripheral vision, Cole saw a satisfied smirk cross his brother's face. As Jack whirled to face the screens, however, Cole could tell that the sadistic spirit was far from pleased. "Yeah Jack it's me. Your old pal John Grant. I'm here to inform you that our roles have changed. This time I'll be dishing out the nightmares and you'll be on the receiving end. Oh and by the way don't worry that you'll go away hungry. I'm planning on serving you double portions." Cole smiled at his brother's use of metaphor. John had apparently no trouble thinking on his feet. He also seemed as much of a smart ass as Cole himself. It was good to know that even though they had been raised apart they still shared some common personality traits.
"You think I'm scared of you?" Jack shouted. "Remember the symbol I picked for you in my little game, the clown? That is all you are and all you ever will be. You didn't have what it takes to beat me when I was alive and you don't have what it takes to defeat me now. I'm even more powerful in death."
Cole could hear the arrogance in the ghost's tone. He'd enjoy helping his brother and the girls decimate it. "One thing sure hasn't changed Jack! You're still as demented and delusional as ever. Not to mention as dimwitted. You may think I'm a clown but I was smart enough to track you down. That also means I'm not dumb enough to come here without a plan to defeat you," Cole snarled imitating his brother.
"Do you think you are the only one whose gained more strength and power? For if that is what you think, then you'd be wrong yet again." Cole formed an energy ball in his hand and aimed it at a huge ceiling light. It crashed to the floor. He noted with pride the shocked look on Jack's transparent face. John looked stunned as well but he also looked impressed.
Turner laughed delightedly. He was glad that he now had the ability to throw energy balls for the side of righteousness. "Jack are you still feeling so smug?" John asked. "Do you really still believe that I can't beat you?"
"If you think a few hocus pocus magic tricks are going to threaten the great Jack of All Trades, then you are even more of a moron than I ever suspected, Grant. I'm not impressed."
"Funny that's what Sam always said about you, Jack!" John shouted back. Cole noticed that last remark had really enraged the ghost. Jack shivered in fury and raced towards one of the screens waving his hands and sending a number of rusting barrels flying towards it. It cracked but then reassembled. Ten more huge screens also appeared in the room. Cole heard pleased chuckles. Evander and Harry had joined them and were hovering just out of camera range. "We didn't want to miss all the action," Evander whispered.
The extra images of his nemesis and his inability to destroy any of them further deteriorated Jack's state of being. Yet he kept trying, the persistent bastard, Cole thought.
"You are the one Sam wasn't overwhelmed with. "Do you think I believed she was actually ever interested in someone like you?" Jack screeched. "You're nothing but a shallow pretty boy on your best day. When you two tried to trick me into thinking you had a relationship, I knew it was fake. Someone who is as superior as Samantha would never feel anything for someone like you. It wasn't fake on your part though was it Grant? Do you think I didn't notice how you and the equally pathetic Malone had your tongues hanging out whenever you were in Sam's presence?"
"Well at least Bailey and I didn't have to resort to torture and murder, to try and get Sam's attention," John shot back. "At least we have her loving friendship which is more than you can say." "Sam respects me," Jack cried out. "She loathes you Jack, she always has and always will. She will be jubilant when she knows you are burning in hell. This time for good."
"Your dreaming Grant! Sam will surrender to me and there is no way you or any one will stop it from happening. Jack went to turn back towards Sam. Cole orbed himself in front of him. "At the risk of sounding cliché Jacko, "you obviously don't know Jack Shit because you're about to become part of the great black abyss."
The ghost tried to throw some flames emitting from his fingertips at Cole. Cole orbed out and then back in again. "Missed me fool," Turner taunted. "But they won't miss, I assure you." "Who won't miss?" Jack hissed. "The three witches chanting your final death knell. They have snuck up behind you on the astral plane. Listen up Jack because their voices will be the last things you will ever hear." As if on cue the Halliwell's voices started being broadcast through the room:
"There exists no soul as dark as Jack's
It is our sacred duty to send him back,
This ghostly creature that evil has spawned,
Won't be survive to blacken one more dawn!"
Jack exploded in a million pieces with his ectoplasm spreading all around the room. "They did it," Cole heard John exclaim. "You'll soon learn brother to always trust in the power of three," he shouted up to John. "Good work girls," Cole called out to Phoebe and her sisters. "And Phoebe honey that spell was pure poetry as always."
Cole started to make his way over to where Leo was standing over a freed Dr. Waters. John and the three sisters were materializing there as well. Cole noticed that John and Doctor Waters greeted each other with a warm hug. He heard her say, "Thank you for coming to rescue me dear friend. Thank you from freeing me from Jack once and for all."
The sensitivity that Cole had regained since meeting Phoebe allowed him to see and recognize the regret but reluctant acceptance in his brother's eyes at Dr. Waters' use of the word friend. Apparently that was one thing the Jack of All Trades had been right about. Cole saw John quickly mask his expression. His brother guessed it was John's FBI training kicking in. Cole didn't envy his twin. Unrequited love must be a horrible thing to cope with. He didn't know how he would have handled it if Phoebe hadn't returned his love.
Cole came out of his musings when he heard John say, "It's the Halliwells, Leo, and my brother who deserve most of the credit. I was just along for the ride. "Your brother?" he heard Sam ask in surprise. "I didn't know you had a brother." "That makes two of us, and he's not only my brother, he's my twin." He motioned for Cole to step forward, which he did. He shook her hand, introduced himself, and gave John his fair share of the credit in her rescue. Dr. Water's gasped, "oh my gosh! This is amazing. I guess I have a lot of catching up to do. There is just one thing. Is the world ready for two of you?"
Phoebe stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Cole. "We will soon find out," she said smiling. Then she threw her arms around Cole and gave him a huge kiss. "What was that for?" he asked, when they came up for breath. "Well that was the first time we were separated since we've been married and I missed you. "Please," Prue groaned. "It was for less than an hour." Cole laughed. Some things never changed. Thank God. They all formed a big circle and orbed out. Glad that all was well with their world for now.
Chapter XVII
Using his peripheral vision, Cole saw a satisfied smirk cross his brother's face. As Jack whirled to face the screens, however, Cole could tell that the sadistic spirit was far from pleased. "Yeah Jack it's me. Your old pal John Grant. I'm here to inform you that our roles have changed. This time I'll be dishing out the nightmares and you'll be on the receiving end. Oh and by the way don't worry that you'll go away hungry. I'm planning on serving you double portions." Cole smiled at his brother's use of metaphor. John had apparently no trouble thinking on his feet. He also seemed as much of a smart ass as Cole himself. It was good to know that even though they had been raised apart they still shared some common personality traits.
"You think I'm scared of you?" Jack shouted. "Remember the symbol I picked for you in my little game, the clown? That is all you are and all you ever will be. You didn't have what it takes to beat me when I was alive and you don't have what it takes to defeat me now. I'm even more powerful in death."
Cole could hear the arrogance in the ghost's tone. He'd enjoy helping his brother and the girls decimate it. "One thing sure hasn't changed Jack! You're still as demented and delusional as ever. Not to mention as dimwitted. You may think I'm a clown but I was smart enough to track you down. That also means I'm not dumb enough to come here without a plan to defeat you," Cole snarled imitating his brother.
"Do you think you are the only one whose gained more strength and power? For if that is what you think, then you'd be wrong yet again." Cole formed an energy ball in his hand and aimed it at a huge ceiling light. It crashed to the floor. He noted with pride the shocked look on Jack's transparent face. John looked stunned as well but he also looked impressed.
Turner laughed delightedly. He was glad that he now had the ability to throw energy balls for the side of righteousness. "Jack are you still feeling so smug?" John asked. "Do you really still believe that I can't beat you?"
"If you think a few hocus pocus magic tricks are going to threaten the great Jack of All Trades, then you are even more of a moron than I ever suspected, Grant. I'm not impressed."
"Funny that's what Sam always said about you, Jack!" John shouted back. Cole noticed that last remark had really enraged the ghost. Jack shivered in fury and raced towards one of the screens waving his hands and sending a number of rusting barrels flying towards it. It cracked but then reassembled. Ten more huge screens also appeared in the room. Cole heard pleased chuckles. Evander and Harry had joined them and were hovering just out of camera range. "We didn't want to miss all the action," Evander whispered.
The extra images of his nemesis and his inability to destroy any of them further deteriorated Jack's state of being. Yet he kept trying, the persistent bastard, Cole thought.
"You are the one Sam wasn't overwhelmed with. "Do you think I believed she was actually ever interested in someone like you?" Jack screeched. "You're nothing but a shallow pretty boy on your best day. When you two tried to trick me into thinking you had a relationship, I knew it was fake. Someone who is as superior as Samantha would never feel anything for someone like you. It wasn't fake on your part though was it Grant? Do you think I didn't notice how you and the equally pathetic Malone had your tongues hanging out whenever you were in Sam's presence?"
"Well at least Bailey and I didn't have to resort to torture and murder, to try and get Sam's attention," John shot back. "At least we have her loving friendship which is more than you can say." "Sam respects me," Jack cried out. "She loathes you Jack, she always has and always will. She will be jubilant when she knows you are burning in hell. This time for good."
"Your dreaming Grant! Sam will surrender to me and there is no way you or any one will stop it from happening. Jack went to turn back towards Sam. Cole orbed himself in front of him. "At the risk of sounding cliché Jacko, "you obviously don't know Jack Shit because you're about to become part of the great black abyss."
The ghost tried to throw some flames emitting from his fingertips at Cole. Cole orbed out and then back in again. "Missed me fool," Turner taunted. "But they won't miss, I assure you." "Who won't miss?" Jack hissed. "The three witches chanting your final death knell. They have snuck up behind you on the astral plane. Listen up Jack because their voices will be the last things you will ever hear." As if on cue the Halliwell's voices started being broadcast through the room:
"There exists no soul as dark as Jack's
It is our sacred duty to send him back,
This ghostly creature that evil has spawned,
Won't be survive to blacken one more dawn!"
Jack exploded in a million pieces with his ectoplasm spreading all around the room. "They did it," Cole heard John exclaim. "You'll soon learn brother to always trust in the power of three," he shouted up to John. "Good work girls," Cole called out to Phoebe and her sisters. "And Phoebe honey that spell was pure poetry as always."
Cole started to make his way over to where Leo was standing over a freed Dr. Waters. John and the three sisters were materializing there as well. Cole noticed that John and Doctor Waters greeted each other with a warm hug. He heard her say, "Thank you for coming to rescue me dear friend. Thank you from freeing me from Jack once and for all."
The sensitivity that Cole had regained since meeting Phoebe allowed him to see and recognize the regret but reluctant acceptance in his brother's eyes at Dr. Waters' use of the word friend. Apparently that was one thing the Jack of All Trades had been right about. Cole saw John quickly mask his expression. His brother guessed it was John's FBI training kicking in. Cole didn't envy his twin. Unrequited love must be a horrible thing to cope with. He didn't know how he would have handled it if Phoebe hadn't returned his love.
Cole came out of his musings when he heard John say, "It's the Halliwells, Leo, and my brother who deserve most of the credit. I was just along for the ride. "Your brother?" he heard Sam ask in surprise. "I didn't know you had a brother." "That makes two of us, and he's not only my brother, he's my twin." He motioned for Cole to step forward, which he did. He shook her hand, introduced himself, and gave John his fair share of the credit in her rescue. Dr. Water's gasped, "oh my gosh! This is amazing. I guess I have a lot of catching up to do. There is just one thing. Is the world ready for two of you?"
Phoebe stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Cole. "We will soon find out," she said smiling. Then she threw her arms around Cole and gave him a huge kiss. "What was that for?" he asked, when they came up for breath. "Well that was the first time we were separated since we've been married and I missed you. "Please," Prue groaned. "It was for less than an hour." Cole laughed. Some things never changed. Thank God. They all formed a big circle and orbed out. Glad that all was well with their world for now.