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A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed. I thought I'd tell you now, before I forget. The reason Leo's not in the story is basically because of what happened in the Season 5 finale, that is Leo being all head-elder-like. The only difference is that Chris isn't in the picture anymore. You can use your imagination and come up with a way of how he disappeared.
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"Oh my god. . ." Paige whispered, her hand clasped over her mouth. "But. . .I saw him die. . ."
"Obviously not." Phoebe said. "And we have to find him."
"Wait a second." Piper said from her seat at the dining table. "This can't be right."
"Why not?" Phoebe questioned.
"It just can't be." Piper said, shaking her head.
"Piper, I don't want to believe it either--" Phoebe began.
"Don't you?" Piper asked. "I've seen the way you've been acting, Phoebe. I know how much you miss him, because I'm going through exactly the same thing. But we have to be logical about this."
"You can't ignore the proof, Piper." Phoebe said more gently. She held up the dented ring. "And this isn't like you and Leo. I'm not trying to find Cole because I miss him. . .I'm trying to find him because we need to. If my premonitions are right, then he is being tortured for information about us. We can't let that happen."
Piper hesitated before speaking. "Alright." She said simply. "But how do we find him?"
Phoebe thought about her question for a moment. "I haven't really thought about it."
"We can scry. . ." Paige offered.
"For what? A lost ex-husband?" Piper asked. "Scrying won't work. And there aren't any potions." They all fell into silence.
"We can't just do nothing." Phoebe muttered. Piper frowned.
"Maybe that's exactly what we have to do." She said softly.
"What?" Phoebe asked, Pipers words not making any sense at all.
"Fall asleep." Piper said to Phoebe. "Maybe you'll have another premonition."
"That might work. . ." Phoebe said.
"I'll try finding a sleeping potion." Paige said. "It'll be easier." She hurried out of the room. Piper's eyes met Phoebes.
"For the record, I think this is a bad idea." Piper said.
"But you agree that it has to be done, right?"
"Grudgingly." Piper said with a smirk.
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"So I just take it and I fall asleep?" Phoebe asked, an unconfident look on her face as she gazed at the glass before her.
"That's it. . ." Paige said. Phoebe looked up at her, knowing that they had no other choice.
"Here goes." She muttered, before downing the glass in one go. "It's not working. . .why isn't it working?" She asked immediately.
"Okay. . .Phoebe, what's you age, plus my age. . .plus Paige's age?" Piper asked.
"Piper, what the hell are you talking about?" Phoebe questioned, confused.
"Just do it." Piper said firmly.
"Fine, fine." Phoebe muttered. "My age. . .plus your age. . .which is. . ." She didn't say anything more as she slowly drifted into a deep sleep. All of a sudden her eyes opened, and she was back in the warehouse. She automatically looked to see where Cole was in her last premonition, and sure enough the familiar figure was visible through the darkness. As Phoebe seemed to float towards him, she remembered why she was there - to find out where exactly 'there' was. She looked around. The only other visible items in the room were stacked boxes, all with the same unknown label on them. It was useless. She was right in front of Cole now. His head was bent, his chin flat against his chest. There was more blood visible on his face than the last time she had seen him, and she felt a pang of guilt mingled with confusion. How? How could he be bleeding? As if in reply to her thoughts, her surroundings changed. She was standing in a cheap motel room, she could almost smell the ancient dust collecting. Her attention finally reached Cole - the Cole she remembered - kneeling on the ground in front of another man. The same man that had been draped in black, the one that had saved Cole's life. And tried to recruit him. The man Phoebe had seen in her premonition. She waited, wondering what was going to happen. Cole spoke quietly.
"Do it." He ordered. The man hesitated. Cole looked up at him. "This is what you wanted. I'm willing to give it to you."
"Not in the way we had hoped." The man said.
"But it's what you wanted all the same." Cole said. "Do it!" The man didn't hesitate this time. He raised his hands above Cole's head and closed his eyes, humming an unfamiliar chant. Cole let out a cry of agony, as, before Phoebe's eyes, a shadow like substance escaped from Cole's body and entered the man. He stumbled backwards, his eyes now completely black. He blinked and they returned to their normal appearance. Cole let out a gasp as he struggled to breathe.
"Does it feel good? To be powerless?" The man asked.
"I'm not." Cole let out.
"But you are." The man said. "Belthazor was. . .or should I say, is, as powerless as most. You've just given up everything that could have ma--"
"But nothing that I wanted." Cole said. "This is who I want to be. Still a demon. . .yes, but this was who I was before. . .before everything happened. Maybe I can just pretend none of it did happen." The man smiled. He didn't say anything else, but shimmered away. Phoebe watched as Cole morphed into Belthazor, then back to his human form, testing his reacquainted powers. As he morphed once more, Phoebe felt her surroundings change, as she was once more transferred back to the manor.
"Phoebe!" Piper called, shaking her. Phoebe's eyes snapped open. "Thank god!" Piper exclaimed. "You wouldn't wake up. . .you were screaming, we didn't know what to do." Phoebe pushed Piper away so she could sit up.
"I'm fine." She said, wiping the sweat from her brow.
"Well?" Paige questioned, concerned. Phoebe looked up.
"He was bleeding because he's not immortal anymore." Phoebe said. "He's Belthazor again." Piper frowned.
"How?"
"I'm not exactly sure. Someone kind of. . .extracted his powers." Phoebe said quietly.
"Do you know where he is?" Paige asked.
"No." Phoebe replied truthfully. "I was in the warehouse. . .but all that was distinguishable were boxes. Hundreds of them, with the same label. Nothing else."
"Same label? What label?" Piper asked.
"Can't remember. . .Levi. . .unt?" Phoebe muttered to herself.
"Leviunt?" Paige asked suddenly.
"Yeah, I think that was it." Phoebe said frowning.
"It's a wine. My dad used to drink it. He used to say it was. . .original." Paige said reminiscently.
"As much as I hate to break up this walk down memory lane. . ." Piper began.
"Wait." Paige interrupted. "It was original because it was rare. It's a foreign make. . .only shipped to the US at one port." She smiled. "One port in Florida." Phoebe smiled.
"Find something weapon-like." She said. "And wear something light. . .it's going to be warm"
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Well? I know it was shorter than most. . .but I just started school, take pity. Review and tell me what you thought.
A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed. I thought I'd tell you now, before I forget. The reason Leo's not in the story is basically because of what happened in the Season 5 finale, that is Leo being all head-elder-like. The only difference is that Chris isn't in the picture anymore. You can use your imagination and come up with a way of how he disappeared.
* * * * *
"Oh my god. . ." Paige whispered, her hand clasped over her mouth. "But. . .I saw him die. . ."
"Obviously not." Phoebe said. "And we have to find him."
"Wait a second." Piper said from her seat at the dining table. "This can't be right."
"Why not?" Phoebe questioned.
"It just can't be." Piper said, shaking her head.
"Piper, I don't want to believe it either--" Phoebe began.
"Don't you?" Piper asked. "I've seen the way you've been acting, Phoebe. I know how much you miss him, because I'm going through exactly the same thing. But we have to be logical about this."
"You can't ignore the proof, Piper." Phoebe said more gently. She held up the dented ring. "And this isn't like you and Leo. I'm not trying to find Cole because I miss him. . .I'm trying to find him because we need to. If my premonitions are right, then he is being tortured for information about us. We can't let that happen."
Piper hesitated before speaking. "Alright." She said simply. "But how do we find him?"
Phoebe thought about her question for a moment. "I haven't really thought about it."
"We can scry. . ." Paige offered.
"For what? A lost ex-husband?" Piper asked. "Scrying won't work. And there aren't any potions." They all fell into silence.
"We can't just do nothing." Phoebe muttered. Piper frowned.
"Maybe that's exactly what we have to do." She said softly.
"What?" Phoebe asked, Pipers words not making any sense at all.
"Fall asleep." Piper said to Phoebe. "Maybe you'll have another premonition."
"That might work. . ." Phoebe said.
"I'll try finding a sleeping potion." Paige said. "It'll be easier." She hurried out of the room. Piper's eyes met Phoebes.
"For the record, I think this is a bad idea." Piper said.
"But you agree that it has to be done, right?"
"Grudgingly." Piper said with a smirk.
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"So I just take it and I fall asleep?" Phoebe asked, an unconfident look on her face as she gazed at the glass before her.
"That's it. . ." Paige said. Phoebe looked up at her, knowing that they had no other choice.
"Here goes." She muttered, before downing the glass in one go. "It's not working. . .why isn't it working?" She asked immediately.
"Okay. . .Phoebe, what's you age, plus my age. . .plus Paige's age?" Piper asked.
"Piper, what the hell are you talking about?" Phoebe questioned, confused.
"Just do it." Piper said firmly.
"Fine, fine." Phoebe muttered. "My age. . .plus your age. . .which is. . ." She didn't say anything more as she slowly drifted into a deep sleep. All of a sudden her eyes opened, and she was back in the warehouse. She automatically looked to see where Cole was in her last premonition, and sure enough the familiar figure was visible through the darkness. As Phoebe seemed to float towards him, she remembered why she was there - to find out where exactly 'there' was. She looked around. The only other visible items in the room were stacked boxes, all with the same unknown label on them. It was useless. She was right in front of Cole now. His head was bent, his chin flat against his chest. There was more blood visible on his face than the last time she had seen him, and she felt a pang of guilt mingled with confusion. How? How could he be bleeding? As if in reply to her thoughts, her surroundings changed. She was standing in a cheap motel room, she could almost smell the ancient dust collecting. Her attention finally reached Cole - the Cole she remembered - kneeling on the ground in front of another man. The same man that had been draped in black, the one that had saved Cole's life. And tried to recruit him. The man Phoebe had seen in her premonition. She waited, wondering what was going to happen. Cole spoke quietly.
"Do it." He ordered. The man hesitated. Cole looked up at him. "This is what you wanted. I'm willing to give it to you."
"Not in the way we had hoped." The man said.
"But it's what you wanted all the same." Cole said. "Do it!" The man didn't hesitate this time. He raised his hands above Cole's head and closed his eyes, humming an unfamiliar chant. Cole let out a cry of agony, as, before Phoebe's eyes, a shadow like substance escaped from Cole's body and entered the man. He stumbled backwards, his eyes now completely black. He blinked and they returned to their normal appearance. Cole let out a gasp as he struggled to breathe.
"Does it feel good? To be powerless?" The man asked.
"I'm not." Cole let out.
"But you are." The man said. "Belthazor was. . .or should I say, is, as powerless as most. You've just given up everything that could have ma--"
"But nothing that I wanted." Cole said. "This is who I want to be. Still a demon. . .yes, but this was who I was before. . .before everything happened. Maybe I can just pretend none of it did happen." The man smiled. He didn't say anything else, but shimmered away. Phoebe watched as Cole morphed into Belthazor, then back to his human form, testing his reacquainted powers. As he morphed once more, Phoebe felt her surroundings change, as she was once more transferred back to the manor.
"Phoebe!" Piper called, shaking her. Phoebe's eyes snapped open. "Thank god!" Piper exclaimed. "You wouldn't wake up. . .you were screaming, we didn't know what to do." Phoebe pushed Piper away so she could sit up.
"I'm fine." She said, wiping the sweat from her brow.
"Well?" Paige questioned, concerned. Phoebe looked up.
"He was bleeding because he's not immortal anymore." Phoebe said. "He's Belthazor again." Piper frowned.
"How?"
"I'm not exactly sure. Someone kind of. . .extracted his powers." Phoebe said quietly.
"Do you know where he is?" Paige asked.
"No." Phoebe replied truthfully. "I was in the warehouse. . .but all that was distinguishable were boxes. Hundreds of them, with the same label. Nothing else."
"Same label? What label?" Piper asked.
"Can't remember. . .Levi. . .unt?" Phoebe muttered to herself.
"Leviunt?" Paige asked suddenly.
"Yeah, I think that was it." Phoebe said frowning.
"It's a wine. My dad used to drink it. He used to say it was. . .original." Paige said reminiscently.
"As much as I hate to break up this walk down memory lane. . ." Piper began.
"Wait." Paige interrupted. "It was original because it was rare. It's a foreign make. . .only shipped to the US at one port." She smiled. "One port in Florida." Phoebe smiled.
"Find something weapon-like." She said. "And wear something light. . .it's going to be warm"
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Well? I know it was shorter than most. . .but I just started school, take pity. Review and tell me what you thought.