*author's note: Baldar is the Norse god of healing. My characterization is
based on that shown on Hercules The Legendary Journeys. The character of
Erin that is mentioned as the Ere god of love is my creation, and I picture
him as Pierce Brosnan. Erin is Morrigan's husband.
The Hidden Page
Help From Above
Twenty-Four
Meanwhile In Piper and Leo's Room
Cole was fading in and out. He felt his life force beginning to ebb away. He only hoped Prue and Piper were able to save Phoebe. He highly doubted he'd ever see her again. Cole had been fighting for the side of good recently but the things his demon half had done in the past would no doubt prevent him from a rewarding after life. His one wish was that he could tell Phoebe how much he loved her one last time and to thank her for giving him back his humanity. He wouldn't trade his time in the light with her for anything, no matter how briefly it had lasted.
Three people he didn't recognize were suddenly at his side. A beautiful blonde dressed rather scantily in what looked like lingerie, a pretty shorthaired red headed woman, and a man with long blonde hair that was partially tied in braids. "Hurry Baldar, heal his wound. I don't think he has much time left," the red head, instructed the man. Cole thought distractedly that he liked the sound of her Irish accent. For some reason it soothed him.
"You know I'll do what I can Morrigan, but the wound is deep and he's lost a great deal of blood. Even if I can heal him it won't be instantaneous. Let's just hope he's a fighter." "Of course he's a fighter," Morrigan answered. He's a son of Ere. He's also a lover let's not forget that and my bet is that is what will save him in the end," the blonde remarked.
At the word lover Cole's mind drifted back to Phoebe. It was difficult but he was able to speak her name aloud. "See, I told you," the lingerie lady said. By now the man was working on his wound. Cole felt a searing heat on it. He also could see a similar healing light like the one that emanated from Leo's hand when he was tending to the injured.
"Who ar.. are you?" Cole managed to get out. "Well that's Morrigan, a goddess from Ere, she's the guardian of justice. That's Baldar. He's the healing god of the Norse and son of Odin and Frigga. And me, I'm Aphrodite, Greek goddess of love, and daughter of Zeus. No doubt you've heard of me," she said proudly.
Cole was beginning to wonder if this was all some sort of bizarre dream. The pain in his side felt all to real, however, as well as his fear for Phoebe's well being. He called out her name again.
Aphrodite took his hand in hers and squeezed it gently. "Hang in there sweet cheeks we will do our best to reunite you two. I said you were under my protection and I meant it." "Need to know if she's okay, have to say I love you in case the healing doesn't work," Cole insisted. The one called Morrigan took his other hand in her grasp." "You're not going to die. I refuse to let you and anyone who knows me, knows that I'm one of the most stubborn Celts in history and that's saying something." "You can take her word on that," Baldar assured Cole as he continued to work.
"Phoebe," Cole moaned again. "Speaking of stubborn," Morrigan laughed. So you've got just as much of me in you as you do Erin. I'm going to have to rub his face in it when I get back home."
Aphrodite had tears in her eyes. "Okay this is taking to long, and I can't bear for such true loves to be apart any longer." "Aphrodite, I'm working as fast as I can," Baldar protested. "Baldar, I know you are on healing his body. But it's my job to heal his heart and ease his mind too. She removed her hand from Cole's and placed it over his heart instead. "What are you doing?" Morrigan asked. "Something that should help my descendant and yours," Aphrodite declared. She whispered some words Cole couldn't make out and then he felt his spirit drifting.
Cole then found himself standing next to Piper, Prue, and Phoebe. "Cole what are you doing here?" Piper asked sounding shocked. "I don't know, where is here?" he questioned back. "Phoebe's mind," Prue answered. "How did you get here?" "Aphrodite sent me and did you say Phoebe's mind?" Cole asked perplexed.
"Did you say Aphrodite? First Prue shows up with some guy named Hercules, and now you say Aphrodite sent you. What is this a mythological convention?" Piper asked almost hysterically. "They're not myths there real," Prue said defensively.
While they were carrying on this very bizarre conversation Cole noticed Phoebe and that she was starting to slip farther and farther away from them. "Phoebe, no, please don't go, I may not have much time left." "Stay away from me Cole, you've betrayed me, just leave."
Cole felt as if he had been knifed again. "Phoebe," he pleaded. "I didn't betray you, I swear. How could I? It would be like betraying myself." He felt the sting of tears. "Cole, she's under the effects of the IV, she had one in her arm just like me. It caused her to hallucinate, it made her think that you went back to the other side after becoming possessed by the Source and that you had to be banished to an alternate reality. "What kind of sick degenerate mind, came up with that garbage?" Cole demanded to know. Prue almost laughed as she remembered voicing similar thoughts to Ares. "Well Sam's definitely a villain in this piece, but my guess is this particular content came from Anton and Paige." "Whose Anton?" Cole demanded to know.
Prue continued: "He's a black magic Warlock who became obsessed with Phoebe in a past life and now he wants to steal her away from us to make her his slave in every way. When she's no longer useful to him, he'll kill her. If she says yes to his offer of protection, which she's on the verge of doing, due to the pain from the hallucination then it will sentence her and all of us to an eternity of doom.
"I won't let him do this to her," Cole insisted. "We've been trying to get through to her Cole, but she won't listen. I got the IV stopped but she must still have too much of the drug in her system." Piper told him. "If it's the last thing I do, I will get Phoebe to listen," he vowed. He moved away from Prue and Piper and started to follow Phoebe deeper into the dark recesses of her mind.
The Hidden Page
Help From Above
Twenty-Four
Meanwhile In Piper and Leo's Room
Cole was fading in and out. He felt his life force beginning to ebb away. He only hoped Prue and Piper were able to save Phoebe. He highly doubted he'd ever see her again. Cole had been fighting for the side of good recently but the things his demon half had done in the past would no doubt prevent him from a rewarding after life. His one wish was that he could tell Phoebe how much he loved her one last time and to thank her for giving him back his humanity. He wouldn't trade his time in the light with her for anything, no matter how briefly it had lasted.
Three people he didn't recognize were suddenly at his side. A beautiful blonde dressed rather scantily in what looked like lingerie, a pretty shorthaired red headed woman, and a man with long blonde hair that was partially tied in braids. "Hurry Baldar, heal his wound. I don't think he has much time left," the red head, instructed the man. Cole thought distractedly that he liked the sound of her Irish accent. For some reason it soothed him.
"You know I'll do what I can Morrigan, but the wound is deep and he's lost a great deal of blood. Even if I can heal him it won't be instantaneous. Let's just hope he's a fighter." "Of course he's a fighter," Morrigan answered. He's a son of Ere. He's also a lover let's not forget that and my bet is that is what will save him in the end," the blonde remarked.
At the word lover Cole's mind drifted back to Phoebe. It was difficult but he was able to speak her name aloud. "See, I told you," the lingerie lady said. By now the man was working on his wound. Cole felt a searing heat on it. He also could see a similar healing light like the one that emanated from Leo's hand when he was tending to the injured.
"Who ar.. are you?" Cole managed to get out. "Well that's Morrigan, a goddess from Ere, she's the guardian of justice. That's Baldar. He's the healing god of the Norse and son of Odin and Frigga. And me, I'm Aphrodite, Greek goddess of love, and daughter of Zeus. No doubt you've heard of me," she said proudly.
Cole was beginning to wonder if this was all some sort of bizarre dream. The pain in his side felt all to real, however, as well as his fear for Phoebe's well being. He called out her name again.
Aphrodite took his hand in hers and squeezed it gently. "Hang in there sweet cheeks we will do our best to reunite you two. I said you were under my protection and I meant it." "Need to know if she's okay, have to say I love you in case the healing doesn't work," Cole insisted. The one called Morrigan took his other hand in her grasp." "You're not going to die. I refuse to let you and anyone who knows me, knows that I'm one of the most stubborn Celts in history and that's saying something." "You can take her word on that," Baldar assured Cole as he continued to work.
"Phoebe," Cole moaned again. "Speaking of stubborn," Morrigan laughed. So you've got just as much of me in you as you do Erin. I'm going to have to rub his face in it when I get back home."
Aphrodite had tears in her eyes. "Okay this is taking to long, and I can't bear for such true loves to be apart any longer." "Aphrodite, I'm working as fast as I can," Baldar protested. "Baldar, I know you are on healing his body. But it's my job to heal his heart and ease his mind too. She removed her hand from Cole's and placed it over his heart instead. "What are you doing?" Morrigan asked. "Something that should help my descendant and yours," Aphrodite declared. She whispered some words Cole couldn't make out and then he felt his spirit drifting.
Cole then found himself standing next to Piper, Prue, and Phoebe. "Cole what are you doing here?" Piper asked sounding shocked. "I don't know, where is here?" he questioned back. "Phoebe's mind," Prue answered. "How did you get here?" "Aphrodite sent me and did you say Phoebe's mind?" Cole asked perplexed.
"Did you say Aphrodite? First Prue shows up with some guy named Hercules, and now you say Aphrodite sent you. What is this a mythological convention?" Piper asked almost hysterically. "They're not myths there real," Prue said defensively.
While they were carrying on this very bizarre conversation Cole noticed Phoebe and that she was starting to slip farther and farther away from them. "Phoebe, no, please don't go, I may not have much time left." "Stay away from me Cole, you've betrayed me, just leave."
Cole felt as if he had been knifed again. "Phoebe," he pleaded. "I didn't betray you, I swear. How could I? It would be like betraying myself." He felt the sting of tears. "Cole, she's under the effects of the IV, she had one in her arm just like me. It caused her to hallucinate, it made her think that you went back to the other side after becoming possessed by the Source and that you had to be banished to an alternate reality. "What kind of sick degenerate mind, came up with that garbage?" Cole demanded to know. Prue almost laughed as she remembered voicing similar thoughts to Ares. "Well Sam's definitely a villain in this piece, but my guess is this particular content came from Anton and Paige." "Whose Anton?" Cole demanded to know.
Prue continued: "He's a black magic Warlock who became obsessed with Phoebe in a past life and now he wants to steal her away from us to make her his slave in every way. When she's no longer useful to him, he'll kill her. If she says yes to his offer of protection, which she's on the verge of doing, due to the pain from the hallucination then it will sentence her and all of us to an eternity of doom.
"I won't let him do this to her," Cole insisted. "We've been trying to get through to her Cole, but she won't listen. I got the IV stopped but she must still have too much of the drug in her system." Piper told him. "If it's the last thing I do, I will get Phoebe to listen," he vowed. He moved away from Prue and Piper and started to follow Phoebe deeper into the dark recesses of her mind.