It had been a week. Yes, a week. A week since Phoebe's premonition causing assault on Cole and a week since her dream. Phoebe was now boyfriendless again and Cole was back to his suicidal self confined in the jail cell of his penthouse. Cole was hopeless. His brain was squeezed dry of any ideas at all. All he could do was wait, wait for Phoebe to love him again, wait…
It was an early Sunday morning and Phoebe shakily walked down the stairs of the Manor to find Piper sweeping up the floor. Phoebe was drenched. Beads of sweat formed on her face, mostly on her hairline. Her light purple t-shirt was now blotched with wet spots of darker purple.
"Sweety, what's wrong?" Piper dropped the broom abruptly and ran over to her sister. She placed a hand on her shoulder to steady her.
Phoebe swallowed nervously, "I had another one of those dreams."
"Dreams? What are you talking about?" said Piper concerned.
"About a week ago, I had a dream about Cole. And they kept coming back. The one I had last night was so intense, more than the others." Phoebe's eye grew wide.
"Oh honey, come sit down," Piper led her to a chair in the family room.
"Piper, don't worry about me, stress isn't good for you or the baby. Honestly, I'll be fine." Phoebe assured weakly.
Looking at each other face to face, Piper stated, "Tell me the dream."
Phoebe looked away.
"Phoebe, I won't be able to help you and neither will anyone else if we don't understand what's going on."
A single tear fell down Phoebe's cheek without Piper seeing. Her face was still turned away.
"Stop crying Phoebe, you know how much it hurts me when your upset. I love you Phoebe. Can't you accept that and embrace it?"
"STOP IT!" Phoebe screamed. Her hands immediately shot up to her ears, trying to block out the voice. The same voice that was heard in her dreams.
Piper stared at her sister, "Phoebe what's wrong? I didn't say anything. Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
No response.
"Phoebe, look at me!" Piper yelled, overly confused and concerned.
"Make him stop, Piper, please." Phoebe pleaded, "Please."
"Leo!" Piper screamed at the top of her lungs. What was happening to her little sister? She put her arms around Phoebe and comforting her until Leo came.
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Cole laughed smugly to himself. Maybe he was insane… or maybe just a little bit sick in the head. Who knows? But Cole had finished the first part of his plan. A plan he had ingeniously thought of while aimlessly walking around his apartment. This one was sure to work… and part A already had.
::..But I'm
not crazy, I'm just a little unwell..::
::..I know, right now you can't tell..::