Hey Guys, We're here and now with other fic, this ones has nothing to do with our other stories "Wanting Cole Desperately" and "Hiding Cole Desperately", it's just another version of how could have ended up this love story (we all know we're talking about Phoebe and Cole). Once again we get this straight: We Charming-Prue and Beba Turner-Halliwell are co-writing this fic. We hope all of you enjoy it and please review, is very important for us. As much as we'd like we don't own any of the characters except for the ones we made up for this story. We don't get any money with our partnership or stories, we just do it for fun and for keep the hope in the real love..
Now relax and enjoy of:
"New story, new life.",
Chapter 1
"Nice family you have here."
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Finally the workday was over and he was back in his penthouse, all alone in his home, his lonely home and back in his lonely and pathetic life when all the pain was back. Of course it was easier to distract himself with work, and live under that cover of 'Mr. Cole Turner, Attorney at law', the perfect and successful lawyer who never loses a case than face the fact that Phoebe wasn't his anymore. Of course he was now one of the best lawyer of the west cost, he was working days and nights, every day, every week, every month, non-stop... It was just to forget how much it was aching to think about her... What else was he supposed to do without her? Going back to the underworld? That would have been the easy way. But no, he was good, he was also invincible but he was good, with or without Phoebe...
"Is better to have loved and lost than never to have even loved, people says." He thought.
And it was partly true, how much he had loved her and still did it, and how big he lost, but was it better to have had her and have lost her than never have had her? He could never regret any moment, instant, minute or second he had been with her, but after losing her, it was so much painful, all the memories and moments hunted him.
So was Cole Turner, with his deep blue eyes, which were the mirror of his soul, were full of sadness and nostalgia.
He was now sitting on his couch, in the living room of the penthouse he once shared with Phoebe, his lost love. It had been one year since the last time he had seen her... It had been one year since his heart was aching everyday... he had been working on a really hard case the night before and during a part of the morning, now he wanted to relax a little. He was used to work at the penthouse now, not that he didn't have an office with a really expensive desk and a big leather chair, besides an assistant at his disposal, but he liked to work in the penthouse, he could stop working whenever he wanted and shimmer whenever he wanted without any questions being asked...
He sighed and took the remote and turned the TV on to watch the news.
***TV***
"Here's Joanna Gardner, I'm in front of the Bay Mirror's building, and the building is in fire, people are locked inside..."
********
At the moment Cole stopped breathing, wishing that Phoebe wasn't inside the building.
***TV***
"Phoebe Halliwell, the famous Dear Phoebe is also locked inside as well, unfortunately the firemen can help them out...
********
He couldn't stay like this, watching his ex-wife, the woman he loved more than his own life dying on TV... He knew she probably would be mad at her for coming back in her life but he had to help her. He quickly got up and shimmered to the Bay Mirror and broke the door, letting the people go out of the building and them he ran in Phoebe's office and grabbed her hand and he shimmered her in her room.
Phoebe looked around and coughed. She knew she was safe and she didn't want to look at the man standing in front of her because she knew exactly who he was.
She remember the feeling of shimmering and she remembered his scent, that very special scent of him, the one who once drove her crazy...
"You're safe now." Cole said.
Phoebe nodded and finally looked into his beautiful blue eyes.
"Thank you." She said shyly.
"You're welcome." He replied.
After a long silence, Phoebe decided to talk.
"It's been..." She started.
"A long time." He finished.
"Yeah." She simply agreed with a half smile.
The atmosphere was weird between them. It was like a big wall between them.
Cole looked around the room and notice at picture of a man on the nightstand.
He smiled and asked: "Who's the lucky guy?"
He was trying not to show his sadness and his disappointment at this.
Phoebe was feeling even more uncomfortable now.
"Jonathan." She answered.
Cole slightly nodded and noticed a crib next to the bed. He now wasn't able to stop the flow of emotions and tears went straight to his eyes.
"You... you... you have a baby." He muttered.
"Yeah... a little girl... she's three months." She answered. "Her name is...Prue."
"Prue..." He repeated slowly, like trying to emphatic the new information.
"I named her after my sister" She slowly added.
Cole knew he wouldn't be able to contain his tears longer, he was going to break up... It was unbearable for him... Phoebe had moved on... more than well... She was with another man and the hardest thing to stand for Cole was that she had a little girl, which made him remember of the son they had lost... This Jonathan was sharing with her what Cole was supposed to share with her; it was so unfair.
"I... I have to go..." He said, almost in a whisper.
"I'm glad you are okay." He added.
Without letting her time to answer, he shimmered back to the penthouse and slumped in the couch again.
Once he had shimmered out, she came closer to the crib where little Prue was sleeping like an angel, even if she had demon genes, she still was a little angel. This baby girl was the most important thing for her right now, even if she was the product of the burning passion of an impossible and forbidden love. She would be the bond that would link her with Cole the rest of her life. But she couldn't tell it to him.
"Cole." She repeated his name.
It wasn't secret that she still loved him, but they couldn't be together, she knew it so well and she had kinda gotten over it, she had a new life now, with Jonathan, he was a good guy and he was taking care of her and the baby, giving them all they needed.
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The next day after, he tried to concentrate on an important case he had to work on, Cole decided to give up and go out for a walk. All he's been able to do lately for a change, was thinking about Phoebe, with the addition that now he was torturing himself thinking about how Phoebe had moved on...and Prue, he was thinking about that little girl, and even Jonathan.
'That bastard is the luckiest guy on the earth.' He thought.
It had been a shock for him to see her again after all this time. Thinking about her without seeing her was easier than thinking about her after had been close to her.
His walk lead him to a park, he liked to go there. He suddenly stopped when he saw them. Phoebe, Jonathan and their little daughter were in the same park, right in front of him. He watched them for a while. Phoebe was beautiful, as always, and she was smiling, it's been an eternity since the last time Cole saw her so happy. She looked like she was really in love with her new guy and he looked like he was a good guy, taking care of Phoebe and the baby. Cole smiled even if tears were threatening him. He knew he couldn't be with her, but it was making him both happy and sad to know that she was now having a good life, even if it was without him. She deserved it after all she went through mostly because of him. She had a beautiful baby, the little girl was smiling just like her Mom, she was so tiny but was able to show so much expressions, it was wonderful. It reminded Cole the son that he and Phoebe lost when they both were evil. He had always wondered what it was like to be a father. He remembered how happy he was the first time Phoebe told him she was pregnant. He had felt a wave of happiness despite the fact that the Source was controlling him. He smiled again and turn back to go back to his office. That's when he heard Phoebe calling his name. Still, he did not stop walking away but she ran after him and grabbed his hand to stop him. He faced him and she let go his hand.
"What are you doing here?" She asked gently, to Cole's surprise, he was waiting her to yell at him, thinking that she was stalking her.
"I needed a break from work." He lied.
Phoebe nodded and after a long silence, Cole told her: "You have a nice family here."
Phoebe nodded one more time, Cole was so different than the last time she had seen him. He was calm, he was looking good and he saved her life. She was thinking that it was his right to know that Prue was in fact his baby girl, not Jonathan's. She didn't know what it would change between them, surely nothing, they both had their own business now, but it couldn't kill anyone if Cole was visiting his daughter once a week or once a month.
'What the hell I'm saying?' She thought.
'Of course it changes everything if I tell him.' And then she got scared that everything would happen again, and now not just to her but also to her daughter, and even if she had to give her own life for her, she didn't want her daughter to go through such pain. But again her conscience never let her, deep down, she felt guilty. Guilty because she denied her own daughter the right to be with her father, the real one.
"Cole... I... I... I have something to tell you about..." She started, not looking into his eyes.
"I...uh.." She continued but Cole cut her off.
"What?" He asked.
"I... wanted to... thank you for saving my life the other day. Thank you." She lied, that wasn't what she really wanted to say.
"It's ok." He said, almost coldly.
"Now, will you excuse me, I have to go back to work." Cole told her.
Phoebe nodded and they both turn back and walked away.
Suddenly Phoebe stopped and saw him as he was walking away. He was as handsome as always, there was not doubt she still loved him.
"See you in a year." She whispered to herself with a smile as he was fading in the distance.
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After a bottle and a half of liquor, by himself with nothing more than sad music and a broken heart, he was sitting in his usual spot on the living room couch thinking about the situation.
"Maybe this is my punishment for what I did as Belthazor" He said to himself.
It was so unfair. Maybe he was being selfish because Phoebe might be happy with this new Jonathan guy and with her little girl.
"Who I'm kidding? Damn it, she seemed so happy. She is happy" He was talking to himself with tears in his eyes.
But still what made him so sad was the fact that she had moved on, how could she have been able to do that when he couldn't breath without thinking about her? It was so painful.
He sighed and said out loud: "She moved on, she's not thinking about you anymore."
The scene of the park was haunting him. Phoebe was playing with her daughter, laughing with her new guy, he was tickling her and their daughter. Cole knew that Phoebe always liked tickles, she was saying that she hated that but it was a lie, she loved it, she loved when Cole was tickling her, she was laughing and laughing again and it always ended up kissing. This Jonathan was now the one who had the power the make her laugh and to make her day. He was the one who had given her a daughter; he was the one sharing all the good times with little Prue. All the things Cole hadn't been able to give her. He sighed one more time, he had to make it clear in his head, Phoebe had moved on very well, she is happy now and nothing can change that.
'She's having all the things you weren't able to give her when you were with her.' He thought.
Now, he was sure he had no chance to come back with her, he was the one who had to move on.
Suddenly, a knock on the door of his penthouse, took him away from his thoughts. He sighed and slowly got up. He walked towards the door and took a huge breath before opening the door. Once the door was opened, he saw her standing in front of her.
"Hey, it's me." She said.
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So what do you guys think??? Shall we continue?
Now relax and enjoy of:
"New story, new life.",
Chapter 1
"Nice family you have here."
*-*-*-*-*-*
Finally the workday was over and he was back in his penthouse, all alone in his home, his lonely home and back in his lonely and pathetic life when all the pain was back. Of course it was easier to distract himself with work, and live under that cover of 'Mr. Cole Turner, Attorney at law', the perfect and successful lawyer who never loses a case than face the fact that Phoebe wasn't his anymore. Of course he was now one of the best lawyer of the west cost, he was working days and nights, every day, every week, every month, non-stop... It was just to forget how much it was aching to think about her... What else was he supposed to do without her? Going back to the underworld? That would have been the easy way. But no, he was good, he was also invincible but he was good, with or without Phoebe...
"Is better to have loved and lost than never to have even loved, people says." He thought.
And it was partly true, how much he had loved her and still did it, and how big he lost, but was it better to have had her and have lost her than never have had her? He could never regret any moment, instant, minute or second he had been with her, but after losing her, it was so much painful, all the memories and moments hunted him.
So was Cole Turner, with his deep blue eyes, which were the mirror of his soul, were full of sadness and nostalgia.
He was now sitting on his couch, in the living room of the penthouse he once shared with Phoebe, his lost love. It had been one year since the last time he had seen her... It had been one year since his heart was aching everyday... he had been working on a really hard case the night before and during a part of the morning, now he wanted to relax a little. He was used to work at the penthouse now, not that he didn't have an office with a really expensive desk and a big leather chair, besides an assistant at his disposal, but he liked to work in the penthouse, he could stop working whenever he wanted and shimmer whenever he wanted without any questions being asked...
He sighed and took the remote and turned the TV on to watch the news.
***TV***
"Here's Joanna Gardner, I'm in front of the Bay Mirror's building, and the building is in fire, people are locked inside..."
********
At the moment Cole stopped breathing, wishing that Phoebe wasn't inside the building.
***TV***
"Phoebe Halliwell, the famous Dear Phoebe is also locked inside as well, unfortunately the firemen can help them out...
********
He couldn't stay like this, watching his ex-wife, the woman he loved more than his own life dying on TV... He knew she probably would be mad at her for coming back in her life but he had to help her. He quickly got up and shimmered to the Bay Mirror and broke the door, letting the people go out of the building and them he ran in Phoebe's office and grabbed her hand and he shimmered her in her room.
Phoebe looked around and coughed. She knew she was safe and she didn't want to look at the man standing in front of her because she knew exactly who he was.
She remember the feeling of shimmering and she remembered his scent, that very special scent of him, the one who once drove her crazy...
"You're safe now." Cole said.
Phoebe nodded and finally looked into his beautiful blue eyes.
"Thank you." She said shyly.
"You're welcome." He replied.
After a long silence, Phoebe decided to talk.
"It's been..." She started.
"A long time." He finished.
"Yeah." She simply agreed with a half smile.
The atmosphere was weird between them. It was like a big wall between them.
Cole looked around the room and notice at picture of a man on the nightstand.
He smiled and asked: "Who's the lucky guy?"
He was trying not to show his sadness and his disappointment at this.
Phoebe was feeling even more uncomfortable now.
"Jonathan." She answered.
Cole slightly nodded and noticed a crib next to the bed. He now wasn't able to stop the flow of emotions and tears went straight to his eyes.
"You... you... you have a baby." He muttered.
"Yeah... a little girl... she's three months." She answered. "Her name is...Prue."
"Prue..." He repeated slowly, like trying to emphatic the new information.
"I named her after my sister" She slowly added.
Cole knew he wouldn't be able to contain his tears longer, he was going to break up... It was unbearable for him... Phoebe had moved on... more than well... She was with another man and the hardest thing to stand for Cole was that she had a little girl, which made him remember of the son they had lost... This Jonathan was sharing with her what Cole was supposed to share with her; it was so unfair.
"I... I have to go..." He said, almost in a whisper.
"I'm glad you are okay." He added.
Without letting her time to answer, he shimmered back to the penthouse and slumped in the couch again.
Once he had shimmered out, she came closer to the crib where little Prue was sleeping like an angel, even if she had demon genes, she still was a little angel. This baby girl was the most important thing for her right now, even if she was the product of the burning passion of an impossible and forbidden love. She would be the bond that would link her with Cole the rest of her life. But she couldn't tell it to him.
"Cole." She repeated his name.
It wasn't secret that she still loved him, but they couldn't be together, she knew it so well and she had kinda gotten over it, she had a new life now, with Jonathan, he was a good guy and he was taking care of her and the baby, giving them all they needed.
*-*-*-*-*-*
The next day after, he tried to concentrate on an important case he had to work on, Cole decided to give up and go out for a walk. All he's been able to do lately for a change, was thinking about Phoebe, with the addition that now he was torturing himself thinking about how Phoebe had moved on...and Prue, he was thinking about that little girl, and even Jonathan.
'That bastard is the luckiest guy on the earth.' He thought.
It had been a shock for him to see her again after all this time. Thinking about her without seeing her was easier than thinking about her after had been close to her.
His walk lead him to a park, he liked to go there. He suddenly stopped when he saw them. Phoebe, Jonathan and their little daughter were in the same park, right in front of him. He watched them for a while. Phoebe was beautiful, as always, and she was smiling, it's been an eternity since the last time Cole saw her so happy. She looked like she was really in love with her new guy and he looked like he was a good guy, taking care of Phoebe and the baby. Cole smiled even if tears were threatening him. He knew he couldn't be with her, but it was making him both happy and sad to know that she was now having a good life, even if it was without him. She deserved it after all she went through mostly because of him. She had a beautiful baby, the little girl was smiling just like her Mom, she was so tiny but was able to show so much expressions, it was wonderful. It reminded Cole the son that he and Phoebe lost when they both were evil. He had always wondered what it was like to be a father. He remembered how happy he was the first time Phoebe told him she was pregnant. He had felt a wave of happiness despite the fact that the Source was controlling him. He smiled again and turn back to go back to his office. That's when he heard Phoebe calling his name. Still, he did not stop walking away but she ran after him and grabbed his hand to stop him. He faced him and she let go his hand.
"What are you doing here?" She asked gently, to Cole's surprise, he was waiting her to yell at him, thinking that she was stalking her.
"I needed a break from work." He lied.
Phoebe nodded and after a long silence, Cole told her: "You have a nice family here."
Phoebe nodded one more time, Cole was so different than the last time she had seen him. He was calm, he was looking good and he saved her life. She was thinking that it was his right to know that Prue was in fact his baby girl, not Jonathan's. She didn't know what it would change between them, surely nothing, they both had their own business now, but it couldn't kill anyone if Cole was visiting his daughter once a week or once a month.
'What the hell I'm saying?' She thought.
'Of course it changes everything if I tell him.' And then she got scared that everything would happen again, and now not just to her but also to her daughter, and even if she had to give her own life for her, she didn't want her daughter to go through such pain. But again her conscience never let her, deep down, she felt guilty. Guilty because she denied her own daughter the right to be with her father, the real one.
"Cole... I... I... I have something to tell you about..." She started, not looking into his eyes.
"I...uh.." She continued but Cole cut her off.
"What?" He asked.
"I... wanted to... thank you for saving my life the other day. Thank you." She lied, that wasn't what she really wanted to say.
"It's ok." He said, almost coldly.
"Now, will you excuse me, I have to go back to work." Cole told her.
Phoebe nodded and they both turn back and walked away.
Suddenly Phoebe stopped and saw him as he was walking away. He was as handsome as always, there was not doubt she still loved him.
"See you in a year." She whispered to herself with a smile as he was fading in the distance.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*
After a bottle and a half of liquor, by himself with nothing more than sad music and a broken heart, he was sitting in his usual spot on the living room couch thinking about the situation.
"Maybe this is my punishment for what I did as Belthazor" He said to himself.
It was so unfair. Maybe he was being selfish because Phoebe might be happy with this new Jonathan guy and with her little girl.
"Who I'm kidding? Damn it, she seemed so happy. She is happy" He was talking to himself with tears in his eyes.
But still what made him so sad was the fact that she had moved on, how could she have been able to do that when he couldn't breath without thinking about her? It was so painful.
He sighed and said out loud: "She moved on, she's not thinking about you anymore."
The scene of the park was haunting him. Phoebe was playing with her daughter, laughing with her new guy, he was tickling her and their daughter. Cole knew that Phoebe always liked tickles, she was saying that she hated that but it was a lie, she loved it, she loved when Cole was tickling her, she was laughing and laughing again and it always ended up kissing. This Jonathan was now the one who had the power the make her laugh and to make her day. He was the one who had given her a daughter; he was the one sharing all the good times with little Prue. All the things Cole hadn't been able to give her. He sighed one more time, he had to make it clear in his head, Phoebe had moved on very well, she is happy now and nothing can change that.
'She's having all the things you weren't able to give her when you were with her.' He thought.
Now, he was sure he had no chance to come back with her, he was the one who had to move on.
Suddenly, a knock on the door of his penthouse, took him away from his thoughts. He sighed and slowly got up. He walked towards the door and took a huge breath before opening the door. Once the door was opened, he saw her standing in front of her.
"Hey, it's me." She said.
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So what do you guys think??? Shall we continue?