Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed and any of the characters, but I wish I did... at least the male part
This is my first FanFiction, so don't blame me, don't curse me and don't try to vanquish me... I'm invincible :)) Just write reviews... please
The Stranger
She was standing there all alone. In that peaceful place, and even she didn't know, where she was, she felt, she was safe. That place was full of flowers, she could hear the bird's twitter in the tree tops and the sound of falling water nearby. She turned to see the falls. It was great, the water seemed to be falling from the heaven and dropping into an emerald pool.
She felt that somebody was approaching her from behind. Even tough she didn't know who that man was, she didn't turn to face him, she didn't fear him, because she knew nothing could happen to her in that beautiful place. The stranger came closer to her, he touched her shoulders, but didn't let her turn to look at him. She knew she wasn't supposed to see the stranger's face, so she closed her eyes and slowly turned to him. She could feel his breath. His face was getting closer and closer to her. When there was no space left between them, he kissed her.
She didn't need to see the stranger to find out who he was. She knew that lips, she knew the taste of his lips too intimately, she could never forget about it.
Phoebe opened her eyes to see him, but she wasn't with him anymore. She was lying in her bed, touching her mouth to keep his flavour.
What does it mean? She hasn't thought, not even dreamed about him for almost two years, so why now? Why is he interrupting her sleep? How does she know this wasn't the last time she feels his lips on her?Why....? How....?
She had so many questions, her heart had so many questions, but she was too tired to ask, to answer. She fell asleep again, but she wasn't dreaming about him anymore. Sandman brought her another dream that kept her sleeping all night long.