Charmed Ever After
Chapter 3 Faith
Cole returned to Olympus shortly after his momentous first meeting with his daughter. The emotions rushing through him were so incredible. He hadn't felt anything this profoundly since his first wedding to Phoebe.
He looked down at his wife and studied her for a moment. She was so beautiful and grew more so with each passing day. All of Olympus and Heaven for that matter knew how much he loved her. How could he have ever doubted that their love would keep not only both of them safe but their future children as well? Thank the Light that their daughter had inherited both his and Phoebe's stubbornness and had refused to let him hide in the dark shadows of his fears any more. Cole already couldn't bear to imagine a future without Victoria in it.
Now the only questioned remained how did he make these next moments in time ones neither he nor Phoebe would ever forget? He wanted to make this night sweet yet romantic. A night so special that even two magical beings like he and Phoebe would find it utterly enchanting.
Cole thought for a moment and then waved his hands. Soft lights danced upon the ceiling like stars and brightly colored flowers overflowed from crystal vases. His and Phoebe's song began playing softly in the background. He closed his eyes and imagined a very special piece of jewelry and it magically appeared in his hands. Cole smiled. No offense to Hesphestaus but Cole thought he had done pretty well on his own. The heart locket gleamed gold and four tiny stones shimmered on its surface. One was Phoebe's birthstone, one was his, the third was the stone representing their wedding month, and the fourth would be Tory's birthstone. There he was just about set to awaken his love.
"Daddy what are you doing?" Tory called down to him from the astral plain. Her voice was full of curiosity. Cole realized with a start that she must have been watching him from the screens. "Tory honey you can't be here for this part," he informed her gently. "Why not?" she asked with that hint of stubborn resistance he was already becoming very familiar with. "Oh great, " he muttered, "where is Dr. Phil when I need him." Luckily someone else came to his rescue.
"Hello Little One," a familiar male voice said. "Why don't you turn off the screen and come with me?" "Because I want to stay here. This is kind of important to me you know," she said exasperatedly.
"Well for reasons I can't explain because you are far too young to know it won't be if you don't give your Mommy and Daddy some privacy. So how about you join Great Aunt Marrianna and I for a picnic and I will tell you a story because I know how much you love stories. "Great Uncle Hercules will you tell me the one about how you freed the giant from the stone and how he became your friend, and oh how about the one where you stopped those people from being mean to the Cyclops just because he was different looking, and." Hercules laughed delightedly at Tory. Cole and Phoebe were definitely going to have their hands full. Tory was already as precocious as could be. "All your favorite's I promise," he told his great grand niece. "Okay then I suppose I can go with you. Just remember Daddy you promised to get that special twinkle so don't forget," she yelled down to Cole.
"As if I could," Cole said softly to his daughter. "I love you Tory! You be good for your Great Uncle Hercules and Great Aunt Marianna now. I will see you soon. Thank you Hercules," Cole said to the man who had really become a full- fledged member of the group Cole called family and not just a distant relative. Hercules assured him it was no problem and that he would take good care of Tory, with that the screens went silent and clicked off.
Cole was left alone with his wife. He was about to awaken her when he thought of one more thing that would help to make this moment perfect. A bouquet of pink roses surrounded by baby's breath appeared in his hands. He knelt down next to her side of the bed and then he quietly but insistently called out, "Phoebe."
She slowly awakened and looked at him through still half closed eyelids. He repeated her name softly and she blinked those incredibly long lashes at him and then flashed him an adorable smile. For a second his mind flashed back to the first time she had looked at him like that. They had just awakened in each other's arms after their first blissful night of lovemaking.
"I was dreaming about you handsome," she murmured. Cole leaned in and kissed her forehead tenderly and stroked her hair. "What a coincidence. I always dream about you too," he said. Phoebe sat up in bed and slowly took in the "decorating" he had done while she slept. "What's all this for?" she asked him placing a hand on her heart.
"I wanted to create the most romantic setting and mood that I could," Cole answered. "Well you've certainly succeeded in doing that but what's the occasion?"
"I have something very special that I wanted to ask you."
Phoebe reached out her hand and ran it through his hair. "You've already proposed to me three times, we've had two weddings, so what could possibly be left to ask you silly romantic wonderful man you?" Cole pulled out the bouquet and handed it to her. The heart locket was woven around the roses.
"Simply this," he said tears beginning to form in his eyes. Phoebe Halliwell Turner would you do me the honor of bearing our first child created by the Light and born out of our love for one another?"
At first Phoebe didn't say anything as her eyes dropped to the roses and then the locket. Their significance obviously dawning on her. Then her eyes met his again. "Oh yes, yes, a thousand times yes" she cried out joyfully. "There is nothing on this earth next to loving you that would mean more to me than having our child." She threw her arms around his neck flowers, locket, and all and hugged him with fervor. Cole returned her embrace feeling even happier than he first had when they arrived on Olympus. He could have never imagined that was even possible. He was quickly starting to learn, however, that nothing was impossible with love.
Chapter 3 Faith
Cole returned to Olympus shortly after his momentous first meeting with his daughter. The emotions rushing through him were so incredible. He hadn't felt anything this profoundly since his first wedding to Phoebe.
He looked down at his wife and studied her for a moment. She was so beautiful and grew more so with each passing day. All of Olympus and Heaven for that matter knew how much he loved her. How could he have ever doubted that their love would keep not only both of them safe but their future children as well? Thank the Light that their daughter had inherited both his and Phoebe's stubbornness and had refused to let him hide in the dark shadows of his fears any more. Cole already couldn't bear to imagine a future without Victoria in it.
Now the only questioned remained how did he make these next moments in time ones neither he nor Phoebe would ever forget? He wanted to make this night sweet yet romantic. A night so special that even two magical beings like he and Phoebe would find it utterly enchanting.
Cole thought for a moment and then waved his hands. Soft lights danced upon the ceiling like stars and brightly colored flowers overflowed from crystal vases. His and Phoebe's song began playing softly in the background. He closed his eyes and imagined a very special piece of jewelry and it magically appeared in his hands. Cole smiled. No offense to Hesphestaus but Cole thought he had done pretty well on his own. The heart locket gleamed gold and four tiny stones shimmered on its surface. One was Phoebe's birthstone, one was his, the third was the stone representing their wedding month, and the fourth would be Tory's birthstone. There he was just about set to awaken his love.
"Daddy what are you doing?" Tory called down to him from the astral plain. Her voice was full of curiosity. Cole realized with a start that she must have been watching him from the screens. "Tory honey you can't be here for this part," he informed her gently. "Why not?" she asked with that hint of stubborn resistance he was already becoming very familiar with. "Oh great, " he muttered, "where is Dr. Phil when I need him." Luckily someone else came to his rescue.
"Hello Little One," a familiar male voice said. "Why don't you turn off the screen and come with me?" "Because I want to stay here. This is kind of important to me you know," she said exasperatedly.
"Well for reasons I can't explain because you are far too young to know it won't be if you don't give your Mommy and Daddy some privacy. So how about you join Great Aunt Marrianna and I for a picnic and I will tell you a story because I know how much you love stories. "Great Uncle Hercules will you tell me the one about how you freed the giant from the stone and how he became your friend, and oh how about the one where you stopped those people from being mean to the Cyclops just because he was different looking, and." Hercules laughed delightedly at Tory. Cole and Phoebe were definitely going to have their hands full. Tory was already as precocious as could be. "All your favorite's I promise," he told his great grand niece. "Okay then I suppose I can go with you. Just remember Daddy you promised to get that special twinkle so don't forget," she yelled down to Cole.
"As if I could," Cole said softly to his daughter. "I love you Tory! You be good for your Great Uncle Hercules and Great Aunt Marianna now. I will see you soon. Thank you Hercules," Cole said to the man who had really become a full- fledged member of the group Cole called family and not just a distant relative. Hercules assured him it was no problem and that he would take good care of Tory, with that the screens went silent and clicked off.
Cole was left alone with his wife. He was about to awaken her when he thought of one more thing that would help to make this moment perfect. A bouquet of pink roses surrounded by baby's breath appeared in his hands. He knelt down next to her side of the bed and then he quietly but insistently called out, "Phoebe."
She slowly awakened and looked at him through still half closed eyelids. He repeated her name softly and she blinked those incredibly long lashes at him and then flashed him an adorable smile. For a second his mind flashed back to the first time she had looked at him like that. They had just awakened in each other's arms after their first blissful night of lovemaking.
"I was dreaming about you handsome," she murmured. Cole leaned in and kissed her forehead tenderly and stroked her hair. "What a coincidence. I always dream about you too," he said. Phoebe sat up in bed and slowly took in the "decorating" he had done while she slept. "What's all this for?" she asked him placing a hand on her heart.
"I wanted to create the most romantic setting and mood that I could," Cole answered. "Well you've certainly succeeded in doing that but what's the occasion?"
"I have something very special that I wanted to ask you."
Phoebe reached out her hand and ran it through his hair. "You've already proposed to me three times, we've had two weddings, so what could possibly be left to ask you silly romantic wonderful man you?" Cole pulled out the bouquet and handed it to her. The heart locket was woven around the roses.
"Simply this," he said tears beginning to form in his eyes. Phoebe Halliwell Turner would you do me the honor of bearing our first child created by the Light and born out of our love for one another?"
At first Phoebe didn't say anything as her eyes dropped to the roses and then the locket. Their significance obviously dawning on her. Then her eyes met his again. "Oh yes, yes, a thousand times yes" she cried out joyfully. "There is nothing on this earth next to loving you that would mean more to me than having our child." She threw her arms around his neck flowers, locket, and all and hugged him with fervor. Cole returned her embrace feeling even happier than he first had when they arrived on Olympus. He could have never imagined that was even possible. He was quickly starting to learn, however, that nothing was impossible with love.