Author's note: Thank you to everyone who's reviewed but a special thanks to Barbas 'cos I'm her #1 fan. Sorry it's so long to update. My house computer had to be repaired and I was busy on my new fan fic-The Switch. Everyoe please read and review.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters (even though I wish I did), I'm just borrowing them.

"Hey sweetie" exclaimed Phoebe as she snuggled up to her husband.

Prue glared at her. Cole was Prue's man now, not Phoebe's. But it was all right, -for the time being anyway. Over Phoebe's left shoulder, Cole smiled apologetically. He mouthed 'I love you' to her, but Phoebe saw.

"You can say it out aloud you know. You don't have to mouth it to your wife!"

Prue scowled to herself. She didn't want anybody to have her boyfriend's attention apart from Prue herself. But Cole was only putting on an act for Phoebe, so she had nothing to worry about. She couldn't wait for her playful session with Cole later on.

Then she had to look away as Phoebe kissed Cole square on the lips and wrapped her arms around him. It was too horrible to even think about it. Prue wondered about how long herself and Cole would have to keep this act up for. It had only been half an hour, but she was getting sick by the minute.

"Honey, are you doing anything later? Maybe we could catch a film and have a bite to eat? What do you say?" Phoebe questioned her husband.

Cole glanced over at Prue, who smiled grimly at him and shook her head.

"Sorry Phoebe, I've already got plans, plans that I can't and I don't want to get out of" he replied.

Phoebe's face fell, like a loadful of bricks. Her brown eyes went all sad.

"So you're saying that you'd rather do some plans then come out with your wife!" she spat out.

"No Phoebe, it's not like that" he said.

"Just forget it Cole, I don't want to hear it. I'm going to work. And DON'T follow me! I'm not coming home 'til late, so DON'T wait up for me!" and with that she stormed out of the Halliwell house.

Cole stared after her, sighed, and turned back to Prue, smiling.

"Now we've got that sorted..." he smiled, and pulled Prue close to him. Prue giggled like a little girl. She loved being in love.

They fell on the couch, kissing, arms twined round each other's necks. They were laid there for 2 hours, Cole stroking Prue's shoulder gently and whispering in her ear and nibbling her earlobe. Then they began kissing again.

Meanwhile, Piper, who was at P3, had left something back in the house, went over to her head chef.

"I'll be gone for about half an hour. You're in charge" she told him.

The chef nodded, and with that Piper swept out of the room to her car.

Piper pulled up in the drive ten minutes later and quietly opened the door, and walked into the living room only to see...

"OH MY GOD!!!" shrieked Piper. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!!!"

Prue and Cole immediately sprang apart, panic spread on their faces. Prue looked at Piper.

"I...we...don't tell Phoebe...please...don't get 't help..." stammered Prue.

Cole looked flabbergasted. "We...didn't...don't tell Phoebe...didn't mean it...accident..." he stuttered.

"YES I'M GOING TO GET MAD! WHAT WERE YOU TWO DOING? NO, DON'T ANSWER THAT! OF COURSE I'M GOING TO TELL PHOEBE! I'M NOT GOING TO LIE TO HER! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ARE DOING THIS TO HER! SOME SISTER AND BOY-FRIEND YOU TWO ARE!!!"

And with that Piper stormed out empty-handed. Cole turned to Prue. He took her hands and clasped them to his chest.

"Well, this is it. The game's over. Piper will tell Phoebe and she'll kick me out, which means I'll hardly be able to see you. But, whatever happens, I'll always love you" he said. (Author's note: I bit dramatic I know)

Prue kissed him. "I'll always love you too Cole"...