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A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I'm in the middle of my exam block, which means I'm probably going to fail. So try to bear with my slow updating.
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Cole's eyes opened immediately when he heard the click of the door. He was surprised when he saw Penny's face emerge. She stepped into the room and closed he door behind her. Cole swallowed. She faced him.
"Cole. . .or is there some other name you prefer?" Grams said.
"Cole's fine." Cole replied quickly, he ran a hand through his ruffled hair and sat up, grimacing a pain shot through his chest.
"I've just heard some interesting news." Grams said, sitting down at on Phoebe's desk chair.
Cole sighed. "I'm not going to tell you that I'm a completely changed man. . .or that I'm going to devote my life to doing good." He said.
"Good, because I wouldn't believe it." Grams said leaning forward.
Cole hesitated. "But I do love Phoebe, more than anything. I proved that today. The Source is now trying his hardest to kill me. . ." Cole let the sentence trail off to silence. "I'm not going to ask for trust. I just want all of you to know that I'm not trying to kill you." He smiled vaguely.
"Cole, I'm going to ask you to do something for me." Grams said suddenly.
Cole frowned. "What?"
"I want you to tell me everything you know about the Source. His chambers, how many guards he has around. Everything." She said, her face serious. "If you're convinced the Source is trying to kill you, you won't have any trouble helping us vanquish him. And then we can work on believing you're not trying to kill us." She said with a smirk, standing up. "And who knows, we might even be able to work on the trust as well." She headed towards the door. "I'll let you think about it." She pulled open the door.
"I don't need to." Cole said loudly. "I'll do it."
Grams turned around and gave him a smile. "Good." Was all she said, before she turned and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her.
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"I wonder what they're talking about." Piper said, glancing at the stairs longingly.
"I'm not sure, but knowing Grams, she's probably trying to find out which vanquishing he prefers." Prue said, half serious. She glanced at Phoebe, who's eyes signaled that she wasn't paying attention to anything around her. "Okay, so this is killing me. Let us in, Phoebe. What are you thinking?"
Phoebe looked up and sighed. "I'm thinking that the first serious relationship I had was with a demon. And I'm thinking that maybe this wouldn't hurt so much if I didn't love him so much. And I'm thinking that if the time comes I won't be able to vanquish him." She blurted out quickly.
Prue gave her sister a supportive smile. "Well, it was a serious relationship, and demon or not, those always hurt when they end. As for vanquishing him, none of us expect you to."
Phoebe returned her sister's smile half-heartedly. She started to say something, but stopped as she spotted Grams descending the stairs. She glanced at her expectantly.
"He's going to be staying here for a while." Grams said simply as she stepped off the staircase and headed to the kitchen. Phoebe exchanged confused glances with her sisters before they all headed after her.
"What?" Piper was the first to ask.
"I've asked him to do us a favor, and in return we won't vanquish him. Unless, of course, he gives us a reason to." Grams said with a smile, as she opened the fridge and pulled out what was left of the previous night's dinner. She served some food onto a plate and put it into the microwave.
Phoebe frowned. "What kind of favor?" She asked suspiciously.
Penny looked up, her expression suddenly solemn. "I didn't want you three to go through any serious magic until it was absolutely necessary." She said. "It's absolutely necessary now." She finished simply.
"What. . .?" Piper asked, suddenly nervous.
"Cole used to be a right hand man to the Source. He has all the information we need to vanquish the Source for good." Grams said, pulling the food out of the microwave.
"Why would he do that?" Phoebe asked with a frown.
"Either he has some ulterior motive. . .or he is genuinely trying to help." Grams said with a small shrug.
Phoebe clenched her teeth. What was he doing?
"Which of you is going to take him some dinner?" Grams asked, holding out the plate.
"I'll do it." Prue said, when no one else said anything. As she reached out to take the plate, Phoebe stopped her.
"No. I'll take it." She said taking the plate from Prue.
Prue raised her eyebrows. "Are you sure?" She asked.
Phoebe sighed. "Yeah." She said, giving her sister what she hoped was a smile. She headed out of the kitchen and up to her room. What was Cole trying to do?
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A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I'm in the middle of my exam block, which means I'm probably going to fail. So try to bear with my slow updating.
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Cole's eyes opened immediately when he heard the click of the door. He was surprised when he saw Penny's face emerge. She stepped into the room and closed he door behind her. Cole swallowed. She faced him.
"Cole. . .or is there some other name you prefer?" Grams said.
"Cole's fine." Cole replied quickly, he ran a hand through his ruffled hair and sat up, grimacing a pain shot through his chest.
"I've just heard some interesting news." Grams said, sitting down at on Phoebe's desk chair.
Cole sighed. "I'm not going to tell you that I'm a completely changed man. . .or that I'm going to devote my life to doing good." He said.
"Good, because I wouldn't believe it." Grams said leaning forward.
Cole hesitated. "But I do love Phoebe, more than anything. I proved that today. The Source is now trying his hardest to kill me. . ." Cole let the sentence trail off to silence. "I'm not going to ask for trust. I just want all of you to know that I'm not trying to kill you." He smiled vaguely.
"Cole, I'm going to ask you to do something for me." Grams said suddenly.
Cole frowned. "What?"
"I want you to tell me everything you know about the Source. His chambers, how many guards he has around. Everything." She said, her face serious. "If you're convinced the Source is trying to kill you, you won't have any trouble helping us vanquish him. And then we can work on believing you're not trying to kill us." She said with a smirk, standing up. "And who knows, we might even be able to work on the trust as well." She headed towards the door. "I'll let you think about it." She pulled open the door.
"I don't need to." Cole said loudly. "I'll do it."
Grams turned around and gave him a smile. "Good." Was all she said, before she turned and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her.
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"I wonder what they're talking about." Piper said, glancing at the stairs longingly.
"I'm not sure, but knowing Grams, she's probably trying to find out which vanquishing he prefers." Prue said, half serious. She glanced at Phoebe, who's eyes signaled that she wasn't paying attention to anything around her. "Okay, so this is killing me. Let us in, Phoebe. What are you thinking?"
Phoebe looked up and sighed. "I'm thinking that the first serious relationship I had was with a demon. And I'm thinking that maybe this wouldn't hurt so much if I didn't love him so much. And I'm thinking that if the time comes I won't be able to vanquish him." She blurted out quickly.
Prue gave her sister a supportive smile. "Well, it was a serious relationship, and demon or not, those always hurt when they end. As for vanquishing him, none of us expect you to."
Phoebe returned her sister's smile half-heartedly. She started to say something, but stopped as she spotted Grams descending the stairs. She glanced at her expectantly.
"He's going to be staying here for a while." Grams said simply as she stepped off the staircase and headed to the kitchen. Phoebe exchanged confused glances with her sisters before they all headed after her.
"What?" Piper was the first to ask.
"I've asked him to do us a favor, and in return we won't vanquish him. Unless, of course, he gives us a reason to." Grams said with a smile, as she opened the fridge and pulled out what was left of the previous night's dinner. She served some food onto a plate and put it into the microwave.
Phoebe frowned. "What kind of favor?" She asked suspiciously.
Penny looked up, her expression suddenly solemn. "I didn't want you three to go through any serious magic until it was absolutely necessary." She said. "It's absolutely necessary now." She finished simply.
"What. . .?" Piper asked, suddenly nervous.
"Cole used to be a right hand man to the Source. He has all the information we need to vanquish the Source for good." Grams said, pulling the food out of the microwave.
"Why would he do that?" Phoebe asked with a frown.
"Either he has some ulterior motive. . .or he is genuinely trying to help." Grams said with a small shrug.
Phoebe clenched her teeth. What was he doing?
"Which of you is going to take him some dinner?" Grams asked, holding out the plate.
"I'll do it." Prue said, when no one else said anything. As she reached out to take the plate, Phoebe stopped her.
"No. I'll take it." She said taking the plate from Prue.
Prue raised her eyebrows. "Are you sure?" She asked.
Phoebe sighed. "Yeah." She said, giving her sister what she hoped was a smile. She headed out of the kitchen and up to her room. What was Cole trying to do?
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