Only Us
Summary: The sequel to Only You. Takes place a month after George's trial. George was sentenced to 1 year in a mental institution and 19 years in year for the attempt on Cole's life.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Charmed characters, I'm just borrowing them for my story.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Cole and Phoebe
Julie, thanks for all your help.
Chapter 2
"Mr. Turner, an Inspector Morris on line 2." Millie called from her desk. "Hello, Darryl. Anything wrong?" "Cole, George Simpson escaped from the institution." "What! How!" "He knocked the guard out and stole his jacket. Then he walked right out the door." "Damn! I have to call Phoebe and let her know." After Darryl hung up, Cole called the Bay Mirror. "I'd like to speak to Phoebe Halliwell-Turner, please." "Phoebe never came in. Elise was expecting her, hours ago." "Please connect me with Elise." "Who's calling?" "Cole Turner, Phoebe's husband."
"Hello, Cole. You're looking for Phoebe? She never showed up. I called your machine and I called her cell phone and left a message. She never called back." "Elise, how long ago was this?" "Four hours ago." "Damn! Please call me if you hear from her." "Is everything alright?" "I don't know." On his way out of the office, Cole told his secretary that he was leaving, for the day. "If anyone calls, tell them I'll be out, all day." "Okay Mr. Turner."
Phoebe woke up feeling sick to her stomach. "Please don't let me be sick." she whispered. Phoebe looked around the room. Nothing looked familiar to her. "Where am I?" "Hello, my love." "Not you again! Stay away from me!" she exclaimed. "Aren't you happy to see me?" George asked as he walked towards Phoebe. Phoebe backed against the wall. She couldn't let George touch her. "I won't hurt you," he softly said. "You won't hurt me! You tried to kill my husband! Leave me alone!" George shook his head as he walked out the door. Phoebe heard him lock the door as she sat on the bed. "Don't worry baby. I'll get us out of here." "Phoebe, honey, I'm making soup. Would you like some now or later?" "I don't want anything from you!" "Then you'll have nothing to eat." George said. "Cole, where are you? I need you."
*I'm sorry for the long wait, but I hurt my foot and couldn't get around to well. Hope you all enjoy this chpt.
Summary: The sequel to Only You. Takes place a month after George's trial. George was sentenced to 1 year in a mental institution and 19 years in year for the attempt on Cole's life.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Charmed characters, I'm just borrowing them for my story.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Cole and Phoebe
Julie, thanks for all your help.
Chapter 2
"Mr. Turner, an Inspector Morris on line 2." Millie called from her desk. "Hello, Darryl. Anything wrong?" "Cole, George Simpson escaped from the institution." "What! How!" "He knocked the guard out and stole his jacket. Then he walked right out the door." "Damn! I have to call Phoebe and let her know." After Darryl hung up, Cole called the Bay Mirror. "I'd like to speak to Phoebe Halliwell-Turner, please." "Phoebe never came in. Elise was expecting her, hours ago." "Please connect me with Elise." "Who's calling?" "Cole Turner, Phoebe's husband."
"Hello, Cole. You're looking for Phoebe? She never showed up. I called your machine and I called her cell phone and left a message. She never called back." "Elise, how long ago was this?" "Four hours ago." "Damn! Please call me if you hear from her." "Is everything alright?" "I don't know." On his way out of the office, Cole told his secretary that he was leaving, for the day. "If anyone calls, tell them I'll be out, all day." "Okay Mr. Turner."
Phoebe woke up feeling sick to her stomach. "Please don't let me be sick." she whispered. Phoebe looked around the room. Nothing looked familiar to her. "Where am I?" "Hello, my love." "Not you again! Stay away from me!" she exclaimed. "Aren't you happy to see me?" George asked as he walked towards Phoebe. Phoebe backed against the wall. She couldn't let George touch her. "I won't hurt you," he softly said. "You won't hurt me! You tried to kill my husband! Leave me alone!" George shook his head as he walked out the door. Phoebe heard him lock the door as she sat on the bed. "Don't worry baby. I'll get us out of here." "Phoebe, honey, I'm making soup. Would you like some now or later?" "I don't want anything from you!" "Then you'll have nothing to eat." George said. "Cole, where are you? I need you."
*I'm sorry for the long wait, but I hurt my foot and couldn't get around to well. Hope you all enjoy this chpt.