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A/N: I tried to get this up as fast as possible. Thanks to everyone who reviewed.
Barb, you're right. It didn't really make sense. But I just needed a bit of a time break, and I figured the Source would have had some faith in him.
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Cole moved the bunch of flowers he was holding to his left hand and rang the bell with his right. He couldn't think of what else to get Piper, and since he was only her sister's boyfriend, he figured yellow roses would do. He suppressed a smile as he realised how close he had become to the Halliwells' in the last six months. They were the family he never had. He swore inwardly. No. They were the family he had to pretend to care for. After all, this was purely a way to find out more about their magical side, if not solely to kill them. His face turned bitter. He knew he was growing too attached to them, but he couldn't seem to pull away. He didn't want to. He smiled as the door opened, revealing Prue.
"Hey, come in." She said opening the door wider. "Everyone's in the lounge." Cole walked into the foyer feeling slightly uncomfortable holding a bouquet of flowers. Prue closed the door behind him and smiled. "You clean up nicely." She said with an approving grin. Cole glanced around the room, trying to spot Phoebe.
"Yeah. . .yeah, you too." He replied, not looking at her. Prue's smile grew wider.
"Hmm, I can tell by the way you can't take your eyes off me. . ." She said sarcastically. Cole turned to her.
"Sorry. . ." He said, slightly embarrassed. "I was just--"
"Searching the room for Phoebe, I know." Prue interrupted amused. Cole nodded.
"I'm missing her already." He said with a smile.
"Hmm." Prue mumbled with a playful frown. "Ah, speak of the devil." She added, as Phoebe appeared from the kitchen balancing three full glasses in her hands.
"You're late!" She said to Cole, giving him a quick kiss hello.
"Sorry. You know, guys and their make-up. . ." Cole said shrugging. Phoebe didn't say anything. She looked at the flowers in his hand.
"Oh, you shouldn't have." She said with a smile.
"Err. . ." Cole began awkwardly.
"I was kidding, Cole." Phoebe said rolling her eyes. "I think Piper's somewhere in the lounge."
"Hmm, funny." Cole replied heading towards the lounge. He found Piper in deep conversation with a guy he recognised from school. "Hey." He interrupted. "Sorry, just wanted to give you these. Happy Birthday." He said, surprised when she hugged him.
"That's so sweet. Thanks." Piper replied pulling back. Cole smiled awkwardly.
"Sure." He stayed there for a few more minutes, making pointless conversation before heading back to find Phoebe. He almost knocked her over when he found her, as she went rushing past. "Hey!" He exclaimed, grabbing her shoulders to keep her from falling over.
"Sorry. . ." She mumbled. "A girls work is never done." She placed the empty glasses on the coffee table and sighed.
"What, you can't spare a second to talk to me?" Cole asked, putting on a pout.
"I wish I could. . ." Phoebe said with a smile. "But I have people to please. . ."
"I need pleasing too. . ." He let the sentence trail off as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled and leaned in to receive his kiss.
"Phoebe! Glasses!" Prue's voice sounded from the kitchen. Phoebe sighed and pulled back.
"Later, I promise." She said, giving him a small smile. She kissed him lightly on the lips before picking up the glasses again and heading towards the kitchen. Cole sighed. He had no choice now but to make idle conversation with people he hardly knew. He wandered through the living room trying to find someone that looked familiar, eventually finding his way into the sunroom.
"Belthazor. . ." Cole spun around.
"Rasilyn?" He hissed confused. "What are you doing here?" He grabbed her arm and pulled her to the corner of the room roughly.
"The Source is getting impatient, wanted me to speed things up." Rasilyn said with a shrug.
"I told you, I need more time." Cole muttered.
"We've given you time." Rasilyn said. "We want action. No more excuses. Forget about your tame plan, kill the witch or I will find someone who isn't too attached to do it."
"What are you talking about?" Cole asked incredulously.
"I'm not an idiot, Belthazor. I can tell a weak demon from a strong one." She said smugly.
"Get out of here." Cole whispered, his voice angry.
"I have a job to do. Are you going to do yours?" She asked, serious. Cole's hesitation was enough of an answer. "That's what I thought." Before Cole could say anything, Rasilyn kissed him. He pulled away, disgusted. "Good luck trying to convince her to trust you now." She said, looking beyond him. Cole turned around, horrified to see Phoebe standing metres away staring at him, shock written over her features.
"Phoebe. . ." He began. She turned around and ran up the stairs. He swore loudly. "What does that prove!?" He asked Rasilyn bitterly.
"That she will never love you the way you want her to. Get your head out of the clouds, Belthazor. It's not too late to do what you came here to do. Kill her and get it over with. Nothing's holding you back now."
"No." Cole said firmly. Rasilyn shook her head.
"She's made you softer than I thought. . .it's disgusting." Rasilyn muttered. "I think it's time the Source found out how much of a disappointment you are." Cole clenched his teeth. "Unless of course you killed me right now." She taunted. "Vanquish me." Cole made his hand into a fist, his teeth grinding slightly. Seconds of silence passed. "I didn't think you would." Rasilyn said with a shrug. "Wouldn't want to expose yourself to all these people, even though you could annihilate them in less than a second." With another conceited shrug, Rasilyn shimmered away. Cole didn't move. His teeth still clenched he finally looked around, relieved to see that no one had noticed Rasilyns awkward departure.
"Phoebe. . ." He muttered, hurrying into the lounge. He started up the stairs, and then stopped. Rasilyn would tell the Source, and he would have bounty hunters on him in a matter of minutes. Did he want that for Phoebe? Maybe it was better she thought he was cheating scum. . .that way she didn't have to find out the full truth. No. He would lie to her to protect her. He had to. He glanced around before descending the stairs. Before anyone could stop him, he opened the front door and walked out of the manor. Shutting it softly behind him.
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Well? Review and tell me what you guys thought.
A/N: I tried to get this up as fast as possible. Thanks to everyone who reviewed.
Barb, you're right. It didn't really make sense. But I just needed a bit of a time break, and I figured the Source would have had some faith in him.
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Cole moved the bunch of flowers he was holding to his left hand and rang the bell with his right. He couldn't think of what else to get Piper, and since he was only her sister's boyfriend, he figured yellow roses would do. He suppressed a smile as he realised how close he had become to the Halliwells' in the last six months. They were the family he never had. He swore inwardly. No. They were the family he had to pretend to care for. After all, this was purely a way to find out more about their magical side, if not solely to kill them. His face turned bitter. He knew he was growing too attached to them, but he couldn't seem to pull away. He didn't want to. He smiled as the door opened, revealing Prue.
"Hey, come in." She said opening the door wider. "Everyone's in the lounge." Cole walked into the foyer feeling slightly uncomfortable holding a bouquet of flowers. Prue closed the door behind him and smiled. "You clean up nicely." She said with an approving grin. Cole glanced around the room, trying to spot Phoebe.
"Yeah. . .yeah, you too." He replied, not looking at her. Prue's smile grew wider.
"Hmm, I can tell by the way you can't take your eyes off me. . ." She said sarcastically. Cole turned to her.
"Sorry. . ." He said, slightly embarrassed. "I was just--"
"Searching the room for Phoebe, I know." Prue interrupted amused. Cole nodded.
"I'm missing her already." He said with a smile.
"Hmm." Prue mumbled with a playful frown. "Ah, speak of the devil." She added, as Phoebe appeared from the kitchen balancing three full glasses in her hands.
"You're late!" She said to Cole, giving him a quick kiss hello.
"Sorry. You know, guys and their make-up. . ." Cole said shrugging. Phoebe didn't say anything. She looked at the flowers in his hand.
"Oh, you shouldn't have." She said with a smile.
"Err. . ." Cole began awkwardly.
"I was kidding, Cole." Phoebe said rolling her eyes. "I think Piper's somewhere in the lounge."
"Hmm, funny." Cole replied heading towards the lounge. He found Piper in deep conversation with a guy he recognised from school. "Hey." He interrupted. "Sorry, just wanted to give you these. Happy Birthday." He said, surprised when she hugged him.
"That's so sweet. Thanks." Piper replied pulling back. Cole smiled awkwardly.
"Sure." He stayed there for a few more minutes, making pointless conversation before heading back to find Phoebe. He almost knocked her over when he found her, as she went rushing past. "Hey!" He exclaimed, grabbing her shoulders to keep her from falling over.
"Sorry. . ." She mumbled. "A girls work is never done." She placed the empty glasses on the coffee table and sighed.
"What, you can't spare a second to talk to me?" Cole asked, putting on a pout.
"I wish I could. . ." Phoebe said with a smile. "But I have people to please. . ."
"I need pleasing too. . ." He let the sentence trail off as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled and leaned in to receive his kiss.
"Phoebe! Glasses!" Prue's voice sounded from the kitchen. Phoebe sighed and pulled back.
"Later, I promise." She said, giving him a small smile. She kissed him lightly on the lips before picking up the glasses again and heading towards the kitchen. Cole sighed. He had no choice now but to make idle conversation with people he hardly knew. He wandered through the living room trying to find someone that looked familiar, eventually finding his way into the sunroom.
"Belthazor. . ." Cole spun around.
"Rasilyn?" He hissed confused. "What are you doing here?" He grabbed her arm and pulled her to the corner of the room roughly.
"The Source is getting impatient, wanted me to speed things up." Rasilyn said with a shrug.
"I told you, I need more time." Cole muttered.
"We've given you time." Rasilyn said. "We want action. No more excuses. Forget about your tame plan, kill the witch or I will find someone who isn't too attached to do it."
"What are you talking about?" Cole asked incredulously.
"I'm not an idiot, Belthazor. I can tell a weak demon from a strong one." She said smugly.
"Get out of here." Cole whispered, his voice angry.
"I have a job to do. Are you going to do yours?" She asked, serious. Cole's hesitation was enough of an answer. "That's what I thought." Before Cole could say anything, Rasilyn kissed him. He pulled away, disgusted. "Good luck trying to convince her to trust you now." She said, looking beyond him. Cole turned around, horrified to see Phoebe standing metres away staring at him, shock written over her features.
"Phoebe. . ." He began. She turned around and ran up the stairs. He swore loudly. "What does that prove!?" He asked Rasilyn bitterly.
"That she will never love you the way you want her to. Get your head out of the clouds, Belthazor. It's not too late to do what you came here to do. Kill her and get it over with. Nothing's holding you back now."
"No." Cole said firmly. Rasilyn shook her head.
"She's made you softer than I thought. . .it's disgusting." Rasilyn muttered. "I think it's time the Source found out how much of a disappointment you are." Cole clenched his teeth. "Unless of course you killed me right now." She taunted. "Vanquish me." Cole made his hand into a fist, his teeth grinding slightly. Seconds of silence passed. "I didn't think you would." Rasilyn said with a shrug. "Wouldn't want to expose yourself to all these people, even though you could annihilate them in less than a second." With another conceited shrug, Rasilyn shimmered away. Cole didn't move. His teeth still clenched he finally looked around, relieved to see that no one had noticed Rasilyns awkward departure.
"Phoebe. . ." He muttered, hurrying into the lounge. He started up the stairs, and then stopped. Rasilyn would tell the Source, and he would have bounty hunters on him in a matter of minutes. Did he want that for Phoebe? Maybe it was better she thought he was cheating scum. . .that way she didn't have to find out the full truth. No. He would lie to her to protect her. He had to. He glanced around before descending the stairs. Before anyone could stop him, he opened the front door and walked out of the manor. Shutting it softly behind him.
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