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Chapter 4
Phoebe sighed and slipped between the cool sheets in her bed. She put her head on the pillow and closed her eyes, trying to sleep. Her eyes automatically looked at the empty place to his side of the bed.
"Not to think," she whispered to herself. "Just not to think," slowly she fell asleep and went into the world of the dreams.
(Following scene is taken from the episode "Sleuthing With The Enemy")
"… I just wanted you to see who I really am, Phoebe."
"I've seen who you really are… Belthazor."
"Wait, wait, I won't hurt you."
"No? It's a little late for that, don't you think? Why? Why didn't you just kill me? Why did you have to put me through all this? Was it some sick twisted demonic thrill? Was that what it was?"
"No, that's not it."
"Then what was it?"
"I couldn't kill you. I tried. I was supposed to. I mean, at first you and your sisters thwarted my attempts. Even when I went back in time to destroy your line on All Hallows Eve."
"That was you?"
"Then Troxa, Andras. I got him to strip your powers, to make you vulnerable. I had you too, right where I wanted you. All I had to do was finish the job. But I couldn't. Because I realized I loved you."
"You bastard."
"That's the truth, Phoebe. I admit everything else was a lie, but not that. I know you know that too. In your heart. This isn't a mask, Phoebe. It's who I am, who I really am. I'm half human. My father was a mortal."
"You're lying."
"How else would I bleed red? Even as my demon self. You have to believe me, Phoebe. I forgot what it was like to be human. To feel, to care. Then I met you."
"No, it doesn't change anything. Because you're still a demon."
"One who's done unspeakable things. But you've awakened something in me, Phoebe. Something I thought had died a long time ago. My humanity, my ability to love."
"I wanna believe you."
"Then let me prove it to you. Vanquish me."
Krell zaps him. He flies through the air and lands hard on the ground.
"Cole!" she runs over to him. "Cole, you've gotta get up. Cole, get up!" she helps him. "Come one, come on!" she helps him into a mausoleum. Krell zaps near them. Cole coughs and leans on a coffin. "Cole, no, don't do this. Come on!"
She helps him walk over to a corner of the mausoleum. He sits down. Krell walks in.
…
Krell holds up his hand ready to zap her.
"Nooo!" Cole zaps Krell and vanquishes him. Cole stands up. "Do you believe me now?"
Phoebe walks over and kisses him. They heard Piper and Prue's voices from outside. They stop kissing.
"I better go."
"They'll keep looking for you until they find you."
"Your sisters?"
"Them too."
"Give me your shirt," she starts taking off his shirt.
"My shirt?"
"Hurry up," Phoebe drops his shirt on the ground. She picks up the potion and gets out the dagger. "Give me your hand. Trust me," Phoebe cuts Cole's hand with the dagger and squeezes the blood onto his shirt. She drops the potion onto his shirt and it burns. "Nobody will look for you anymore. You're dead," she hears her sisters' voices and answers: "Down here!" then she looks at Cole. "You have to go. Please."
They kiss and Cole shimmers out.
"Cole!" letting out a short gasp, Phoebe woke up. She soaked in the sweat, sobbed quickly, and her eyes open wide looked in the dark. She deeply inhaled to recover from the dream.
"Oh, my God," she whispered. "No…" she felt tears in her eyes. "It's so painfully…"
You're dead, Cole! Her mind was desperately screaming. Why don't you let me live in peace? Why I'm not able to forget you, damn, why?
Yes, he was gone. Physically gone and dead for anyone else in this world, but not for her. In this dark night, in her quiet room Phoebe understood that he'll always be alive in her heart and she'll never be able to let him go. Years can pass, he can be vanquished forever, but she'll never live in peace and she'll never be able to move on. This conclusion came in Phoebe's mind instinctively, and as instinctively she noticed tears dripping down her cheeks. Was she really destined for suffering forever? She had never stopped loving him, she just blindly hoped that she'd forget him in time, dating other guys and sleeping with them. But nothing helped; her heart still belonged to him. They were meant for each other, but they weren't destined to be together - now Phoebe understood it. She shortly gasped again, but the dark night covered all her tears and pain.
Phoebe was still asleep, when she heard screams downstairs. She got out of her bed quickly and ran downstairs to see what's happening.
Phoebe ran into the living room the same time as Paige did. Piper was keeping her hands raised up, and in front of her stood a frozen vampire.
"Who's that?" Paige exclaimed.
"From where did he appear?" Phoebe frowned.
"He attacked me," Piper explained, still shocked.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Paige yawned. "Let's vanquish his sorry ass and go sleeping!"
"No, wait," Phoebe frowned. "Don't you think it's very interesting that a vampire comes to our house by himself? I mean, everyone knows whose house is this. He must have been either absolutely crazy or… very desperate."
"Personally I don't care," Paige declared and yawned again. "He's here so we can kick his ass and go to our beds."
"Phoebe's right," Piper said. "It's kinda interesting. Demons don't come to our house to just kill us. He's planned something and we're gonna find it out," said that, Piper unfroze vampire's head. "Hey, you! Good morning!"
The vampire frightened looked around and tried to move. "What have you done, stupid witches?"
"Hey, didn't mummy tell you to be polite?" Piper asked. "If I were you, I'd try to be as nice as I could, because you're frozen and only I can unfreeze you."
"Damn bitch!" the vampire exclaimed angrily.
"Hey, that wasn't nice!" Paige said. "See, I'm kinda angry because you woke me up so early, and you should better shut up, because I can lost my patience and smash your lollipop or better…"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Phoebe quickly interrupted Paige by putting her hand on her mouth. "Stop joking, you two! We wanna know who are you and what are you doing here."
The vampire's only answer was an angry growl.
Paige sighed. "He won't talk, see? Now, can I smash his…"
"No, you can't!" Phoebe replied. "Listen, vampire, speak or we're gonna vanquish you. And at first she," Phoebe wagged to Paige's side, "is gonna smash your shaft."
"Pheebs!" Piper exclaimed.
"What?" both Phoebe and Paige asked.
"Alright," the vampire growled. "I'll tell you."
"Nice," Paige smiled. "Who are you and why are you here?"
"My name's Grim," the vampire answered. "I'm sent by the Source."
"The Source?" Phoebe repeated. For one short moment she was breathless, then recovered. The Source was vanquished a long time ago.
"Is there a new Source?" Piper surprised asked.
Grim nodded.
"What does he wants from us?" Paige frowned.
"He needs a witch," Grim revealed, angrily grinding his teeth. "To get the last symbol of magical element…" he wasn't able to anything else, because an unexpected thunder convulsed Halliwell Manor and sharp tongues of fire flames wrapped Grim. Letting out a horrific scream of pain, Grim turned into the ash. The storm immediately stopped, and the sun shined through the window.
"What was that?" Piper was surprised. "We didn't vanquish him. Who did vanquish him?"
Paige winced. "I guess, this unbearable Source. He certainly found out about Grim's betrayal and stopped him, while he hasn't told us all their plans."
"He spoke something about the symbol of magical element," Phoebe remembered. "What could that be?"
"I don't know," Piper sighed. "But I'm gonna find out. Leo!"
~ ~ ~
"DAMN!" a loud, angry scream flied through the whole Underworld. "What did he tell them?"
"N-nothing s-special, Master," a deplorable being shivered under Master's throne. "He hadn't t-time to say something serious. H-he just said that you n-need at witch and m-mentioned the last s-symbol of m-magical element…"
"Grim, this deplorable stupid pismire!" Master rampaged in the anger. "I need a witch to get the magical coal! I NEED A CHARMED ONE!"
Chapter 4
Phoebe sighed and slipped between the cool sheets in her bed. She put her head on the pillow and closed her eyes, trying to sleep. Her eyes automatically looked at the empty place to his side of the bed.
"Not to think," she whispered to herself. "Just not to think," slowly she fell asleep and went into the world of the dreams.
(Following scene is taken from the episode "Sleuthing With The Enemy")
"… I just wanted you to see who I really am, Phoebe."
"I've seen who you really are… Belthazor."
"Wait, wait, I won't hurt you."
"No? It's a little late for that, don't you think? Why? Why didn't you just kill me? Why did you have to put me through all this? Was it some sick twisted demonic thrill? Was that what it was?"
"No, that's not it."
"Then what was it?"
"I couldn't kill you. I tried. I was supposed to. I mean, at first you and your sisters thwarted my attempts. Even when I went back in time to destroy your line on All Hallows Eve."
"That was you?"
"Then Troxa, Andras. I got him to strip your powers, to make you vulnerable. I had you too, right where I wanted you. All I had to do was finish the job. But I couldn't. Because I realized I loved you."
"You bastard."
"That's the truth, Phoebe. I admit everything else was a lie, but not that. I know you know that too. In your heart. This isn't a mask, Phoebe. It's who I am, who I really am. I'm half human. My father was a mortal."
"You're lying."
"How else would I bleed red? Even as my demon self. You have to believe me, Phoebe. I forgot what it was like to be human. To feel, to care. Then I met you."
"No, it doesn't change anything. Because you're still a demon."
"One who's done unspeakable things. But you've awakened something in me, Phoebe. Something I thought had died a long time ago. My humanity, my ability to love."
"I wanna believe you."
"Then let me prove it to you. Vanquish me."
Krell zaps him. He flies through the air and lands hard on the ground.
"Cole!" she runs over to him. "Cole, you've gotta get up. Cole, get up!" she helps him. "Come one, come on!" she helps him into a mausoleum. Krell zaps near them. Cole coughs and leans on a coffin. "Cole, no, don't do this. Come on!"
She helps him walk over to a corner of the mausoleum. He sits down. Krell walks in.
…
Krell holds up his hand ready to zap her.
"Nooo!" Cole zaps Krell and vanquishes him. Cole stands up. "Do you believe me now?"
Phoebe walks over and kisses him. They heard Piper and Prue's voices from outside. They stop kissing.
"I better go."
"They'll keep looking for you until they find you."
"Your sisters?"
"Them too."
"Give me your shirt," she starts taking off his shirt.
"My shirt?"
"Hurry up," Phoebe drops his shirt on the ground. She picks up the potion and gets out the dagger. "Give me your hand. Trust me," Phoebe cuts Cole's hand with the dagger and squeezes the blood onto his shirt. She drops the potion onto his shirt and it burns. "Nobody will look for you anymore. You're dead," she hears her sisters' voices and answers: "Down here!" then she looks at Cole. "You have to go. Please."
They kiss and Cole shimmers out.
"Cole!" letting out a short gasp, Phoebe woke up. She soaked in the sweat, sobbed quickly, and her eyes open wide looked in the dark. She deeply inhaled to recover from the dream.
"Oh, my God," she whispered. "No…" she felt tears in her eyes. "It's so painfully…"
You're dead, Cole! Her mind was desperately screaming. Why don't you let me live in peace? Why I'm not able to forget you, damn, why?
Yes, he was gone. Physically gone and dead for anyone else in this world, but not for her. In this dark night, in her quiet room Phoebe understood that he'll always be alive in her heart and she'll never be able to let him go. Years can pass, he can be vanquished forever, but she'll never live in peace and she'll never be able to move on. This conclusion came in Phoebe's mind instinctively, and as instinctively she noticed tears dripping down her cheeks. Was she really destined for suffering forever? She had never stopped loving him, she just blindly hoped that she'd forget him in time, dating other guys and sleeping with them. But nothing helped; her heart still belonged to him. They were meant for each other, but they weren't destined to be together - now Phoebe understood it. She shortly gasped again, but the dark night covered all her tears and pain.
Phoebe was still asleep, when she heard screams downstairs. She got out of her bed quickly and ran downstairs to see what's happening.
Phoebe ran into the living room the same time as Paige did. Piper was keeping her hands raised up, and in front of her stood a frozen vampire.
"Who's that?" Paige exclaimed.
"From where did he appear?" Phoebe frowned.
"He attacked me," Piper explained, still shocked.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Paige yawned. "Let's vanquish his sorry ass and go sleeping!"
"No, wait," Phoebe frowned. "Don't you think it's very interesting that a vampire comes to our house by himself? I mean, everyone knows whose house is this. He must have been either absolutely crazy or… very desperate."
"Personally I don't care," Paige declared and yawned again. "He's here so we can kick his ass and go to our beds."
"Phoebe's right," Piper said. "It's kinda interesting. Demons don't come to our house to just kill us. He's planned something and we're gonna find it out," said that, Piper unfroze vampire's head. "Hey, you! Good morning!"
The vampire frightened looked around and tried to move. "What have you done, stupid witches?"
"Hey, didn't mummy tell you to be polite?" Piper asked. "If I were you, I'd try to be as nice as I could, because you're frozen and only I can unfreeze you."
"Damn bitch!" the vampire exclaimed angrily.
"Hey, that wasn't nice!" Paige said. "See, I'm kinda angry because you woke me up so early, and you should better shut up, because I can lost my patience and smash your lollipop or better…"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Phoebe quickly interrupted Paige by putting her hand on her mouth. "Stop joking, you two! We wanna know who are you and what are you doing here."
The vampire's only answer was an angry growl.
Paige sighed. "He won't talk, see? Now, can I smash his…"
"No, you can't!" Phoebe replied. "Listen, vampire, speak or we're gonna vanquish you. And at first she," Phoebe wagged to Paige's side, "is gonna smash your shaft."
"Pheebs!" Piper exclaimed.
"What?" both Phoebe and Paige asked.
"Alright," the vampire growled. "I'll tell you."
"Nice," Paige smiled. "Who are you and why are you here?"
"My name's Grim," the vampire answered. "I'm sent by the Source."
"The Source?" Phoebe repeated. For one short moment she was breathless, then recovered. The Source was vanquished a long time ago.
"Is there a new Source?" Piper surprised asked.
Grim nodded.
"What does he wants from us?" Paige frowned.
"He needs a witch," Grim revealed, angrily grinding his teeth. "To get the last symbol of magical element…" he wasn't able to anything else, because an unexpected thunder convulsed Halliwell Manor and sharp tongues of fire flames wrapped Grim. Letting out a horrific scream of pain, Grim turned into the ash. The storm immediately stopped, and the sun shined through the window.
"What was that?" Piper was surprised. "We didn't vanquish him. Who did vanquish him?"
Paige winced. "I guess, this unbearable Source. He certainly found out about Grim's betrayal and stopped him, while he hasn't told us all their plans."
"He spoke something about the symbol of magical element," Phoebe remembered. "What could that be?"
"I don't know," Piper sighed. "But I'm gonna find out. Leo!"
~ ~ ~
"DAMN!" a loud, angry scream flied through the whole Underworld. "What did he tell them?"
"N-nothing s-special, Master," a deplorable being shivered under Master's throne. "He hadn't t-time to say something serious. H-he just said that you n-need at witch and m-mentioned the last s-symbol of m-magical element…"
"Grim, this deplorable stupid pismire!" Master rampaged in the anger. "I need a witch to get the magical coal! I NEED A CHARMED ONE!"