Chapter 4: Well Hidden

She opened the door to find Cole tying his shoelaces sitting on her dressing chair. She lifted one of her hands up to her mouth, sighing, and slowed down to walk to her lover, "hey," she said tenderly, "you okay?" She leaned down to kiss him and when she straightened back up, she noticed him biting his bottom lip trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to roll down his face, "baby, what's wrong?" She agitatedly put her hand on his forehead and checked him all over, "you sore anywhere?"

She sounded petrified, making him look up at her curiously, "why would I be?"

"Source said he poisoned you."

"What? You met the Source? What's he done to you? Mind games?"

"Did you hear me Cole? With you not feeling well lately I thought…"

"Oh, no…" Cole shot his eyes for a second, as if realising something dreadful, "she died because of me."

"She? Who died?"

"I'm sorry I lied to you Phoebe about why I disappeared, but I had to be with her. A brother has to be with her sister in her last days, even if that is the only thing he can do."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"She was a demon, Phoebe, no half breed like me. Fully demonic, with active powers. I didn't know how you would have reacted," Cole stood up, getting away from her touching range and walking around in the room, carefully avoiding the laundry.

"I…" Phoebe started, "okay, fair point. I would've almost certainly…I don't know…oh, my god. Was that the Source's plan? To get you down there and pass you some disease after poisoning her?"

"It seems so. But I don't have any symptoms yet."

"What are the symptoms?"

"Cramps, mostly. Like a stomach flu at first."

"Shimmer me down."

"Why? She's gone."

"Is there anything left that we could use taking some kinda sample to figure out what killed her?"

"I think so…I'll be back in a minute."

"No. I'll take samples. You don't touch anything."

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"Leo!" Phoebe shouted as soon as they arrived back to the manor.

The addressee appeared holding a pair off handcuffs, "Darryl gave them for us to use," he explained, "you guys okay?"

"We need you to orb to a lab and get this analysed," Phoebe handed him a blood stained shirt, "Cole's sister's blood on it. She died of some unknown disease."

"I will right after I helped the girls. We got all killers bar one. Some guy called Ivan…"

"O'Mara," Phoebe finished his sentence, "he took me to the Source."

"I know him," Cole stepped forward.

"You can't. He's been a demon, what? Twelve hours?"

"I know him from my work. He had a job at some law firm before the police caught up with him."

"Girls have trouble scrying for him," Leo continued.

"That's because he is in the underworld," Phoebe supplied.

"Don't think so," Cole theorised, "new demons can't take the trapped feeling in the caves down there for very long. I'm familiar with his case though, his victims were obese ladies that went to elite gyms. I'd suggest looking around those."

"Thanks for the tip," Leo orbed out.

Phoebe turned back towards Cole to see him lean forward a bit, pressing one hand to his stomach, "it started, hasn't it?" She darted to his side.

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