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A couple of birds were flying in the sky that was filled with threatening, grey clouds. She blinked her eyes a lot of times right after each other, before she got used to the light of the area. Although the sky was darkblue, it was here a lot brighter than the basement where she had been a few minutes ago.

Phoebe still felt a little dizzy and all the things that happened were randomly flashing through her mind. Suddenly she remembered why she had come here and she looked round hoping to see herself or Cole. However she didn't see anyone. Had she used the wrong spell or did she go back to another mistake?

She heard voices speaking, the voices of her and Cole. That meant they had to be near her, Phoebe listened carefully where the voices came from. She suddenly realized she was standing by the back of Cole's old house. She walked around the house, seeing herself, Cole, a potion and the young Cole in the distance.

She sprinted as fast as she could to the three persons, when she saw Cole grabbing the potion out of the hands of herself.

"Stop," She screamed, but Cole already had thrown the potion.

Phoebe was almost there. She kept looking from the potion to the young boy who had opened his eyes after hearing her scream. Then Phoebe threw herself in front of Cole. The potion that was harmless for Phoebe broke in pieces after it had hit her on the shoulder.

Phoebe got up from the ground where she had fallen and immediately looked at Cole and herself, who to her relief still were standing there. They gave a confused gaze at her as return, which made the Phoebe from the other world aware it was weird for them to see another Phoebe. However she didn't have the time to explain everything.

"It didn't work, you have got to find another way out of here," Phoebe said, gasping for breath.

The Phoebe who came out of the other world, started to become transparant, because now they hadn't thrown the potion at the young Cole, she didn't exist. However she didn't fade away in nothing, she faded away in the other Phoebe so that the two Phoebes became one again. Phoebe felt a slight shiver now all the events and feelings the Phoebe of the other universe went through were in her mind as well.

She glared at the young Cole, who sat confused in the doorway. She knelt beside him and stroked his hair once. Something inside of her wanted to take the boy along, away from all the horrible events that were going to happen this day. But she couldn't do that, who knows how the future would change.

"We'd better go somewhere else to..." Cole said, wanting to talk about what just happened without being heard by his younger self.

Phoebe nodded.

"Be good," She whispered to the boy, before she got up.

Cole frowned his eyebrows and walked with Phoebe away from his younger self back into the forest.

"You know that isn't going to make any difference?" He asked Phoebe.

"It was worth a shot."

They were silent for a few minutes, while they kept walking. They both didn't really know where they were going. All the events that occured today were still whirling in Phoebe's head. It was hard to believe that so much happened in halve a day. Cole walked with the same look of confusion on his face. He truly would have thought the Charmed Ones would have a more pleasant life without him, but the Phoebe who went to the other world said it didn't work. He looked to Phoebe who walked beside him, she was busy with her own thoughts. It seemed like she wasn't sure about what happened, so he decided not to ask her anything.

"But how are we going to get back to the present?" Phoebe finally asked. The second time she broke the silence between them today.

"There are some witches here, they can help us."

Cole remembered a witch who lived nearby. He had fought with this witch once. Cole immediately tried to orb to the cabin of the witch, but his powers nor Phoebe's powers worked in this past.

"We'll just have to walk then...again," Cole said a little dissapointed.

He had been a demon for over a decay and he still was used to think he could shimmer. After he lost his powers as Belthazor he had gone for a walk, far away and then he had realized he couldn't shimmer back and had to walk the whole way back again. Next he became the source who could shimmer as well and after the Charmed Ones had killed him, he became even more powerful. Now he was human again and he still sometimes forgot that he couldn't shimmer. And today...today he had gotten the power to orb, which was probably even more strange than being an human. He never had gotten good powers before and somehow it made him feel good, something that he had tried to be for a couple of years.

Cole stopped walking when he noticed Phoebe wasn't walking next to him anymore. He looked behing him and saw Phoebe who was standing some metres behind him and gave him an indignant gaze. Cole walked to her, wondering what he had done wrong this time.

"You knew this all along? That there was a second option?" Phoebe asked.

"What?"

"That we also could look for a witch here instead of erasing our relation?"

Phoebe stared at Cole, hoping for a reasonable answer. He had said very fast that they could also get help from a witch, like he had known that all this time. But maybe she was wrong, maybe he just came up with it.

"Erasing our relation seemed like the best option," He answered to Phoebe's horror.

"I can't believe this," She muttered.

Not only the meaning of his words hurted her, but also how he said it with a cold tone of calmness. This wasn't Cole at all, at least not the Cole she knew. He was so incredibly calm and that annoyed her very much. He was so in peace with everything. That wasn't how it was supposed to be. He had to be a mere wreck without her. When she realized what her thoughts were, she became very disturbed of her selfish way of thinking.

"You don't give a freaking damn that you would have erased our whole past together?"

"Phoebe..."

"So our relation didn't mean anything? You just thought, oh, what the hell, we just throw it away?"

He couldn't believe she accused him of thinking their relationship didn't mean much. He was the one who changed his whole life to be with her and who knows how may times he had tried to get back together with her. The part of him who loved her, never went away, not even with a potion or after he had become the Source. If someone of them two regretted their relation it obviously had to be Phoebe and not him.

"I thought you'll be happy to ban me out of your life. That's all what you were trying to do after you vanquished me for the first time. Phoebe, who was the one who didn't even want to see or meet me again? I'm not a complete moron. That spell that you had written when we got in trouble by Argentus wasn't a spell to go back in time more than 100 years, it was a spell to go back in time for one day. You didn't want to see me alive again."

She looked dumbfounded at him, because he was right. He knew. All this time he had known what the meaning of the spell was she had written. He had even said it aloud with her, because she wanted to. She felt she had been a coldhearted bitch. To push away this feeling she let her anger blaze up, remembering what he had done.

"That's still not the same as erasing everything you did like it meant nothing."

"I didn't want to erase it, because it didn't mean anything to me. I wanted to erase it, because it meant everything to me. I've tried to forget you for so long now and I've still hadn't succeed. I think about you everyday, what you're doing, if you're happy without me. Do you know how hard it was to see how easily you moved on?"

"I d..."

"Do you think I was glad when I was alive again? I have to live every single day knowing that the woman I love doesn't love me anymore. I've been to hell...but this is way worse than any hell I can imagine."

He had mantained to stay calm for so long, but somehow she knew to get on his nerves, doing things he would never had expected. When he came back after he had been the Source and they vanquished him for the first time, he desperately had tried to restore the trust Phoebe had had in him. He thought they would come back together eventually, but they didn't. He thought they needed each other.

However after seeing an evil Phoebe in the parallel world he created, he had seen how he destroyed her. She was nothing like the Phoebe he knew, he loved. Now he was alive again, he had said to himself to stay away from Phoebe. She had to be with someone else, someone who could control his dark sides.

Although he hadn't seen her for weeks, his feelings for her staid the same. He would always love her. Today wasn't planned. Today he was in her presence the whole time. The only way to ignore his feelings for her was to be calm, but it wasn't in his character to be calm. And now he had blurted out his feelings for her, that wasn't what he had planned at all.

"Damn it."

He walked away from her, feeling stupid for not controlling his emotions.

Then it just happened, in the heat of the moment. She didn't know why, maybe because what he said, maybe because the way he said it, maybe his reaction after he said it or maybe because the combination of those three things together, but it had melted her heart.

Before she knew what she was doing, she ran towards Cole and grabbed him by his collar. She stood on tiptoe, pressed her body close to his and looked him in the eyes before their lips touched each other. After not longer than a second of amazement about what was happening, Cole answered her kiss fierily. Their kiss was tender and passionate like a thunderbolt and a rainbow were in the sky at the same time. Although the touch between their lips lasted long, they both felt the kiss was too short when it ended.

Phoebe let go of Cole and noticed she was trembling. She turned her head away from him, because she knew that if she was going to look to him now, she wouldn't be able to resist the craving of her body for more. She always wanted more after she kissed him.

Cole tried to look at Phoebe, but when she avoided his gaze he feared she regretted their kiss.

It had been a long while since they had kissed for the last time, but the passion was clearly still there. A passion that couldn't have been there if they didn't feel antyhing for each other.

Both in confusion of what happened they walked on. How did this happen? Had they just been argueing who thought their relation was more important? And mostly of all what did this kiss mean?

Phoebe thoughts went to the other universe she went to today, where Cole had given his soul for her. He didn't even know who she was and he had sacrificed himself for her. Awkwardly she remembered one sentence the spirit said in particular: The book of Shadows... to fix your mistake. Phoebe hadn't said the ghost that it was a mistake she made, she had said someone made a mistake. The ghost had assumed it was her mistake, while Phoebe meant the mistake of Cole throwing the potion. The sentence kept repeating itself in her head. To fix your mistake. Your mistake. Had she made a mistake by letting go of Cole?

To drive away this disturbing thought she remembered the premonition she had seen about The Seer and Cole. What did that mean? She was about to ask Cole what he knew, but they stopped in front of an wooden cabin.

"We're here," He said.

"You're sure she's a witch?" Phoebe asked to make sure the woman wouldn't think they were insane if they were going to say they were from the future.

"He is."

Phoebe looked a bit surprized at Cole, she had expected the witch to be a woman. She knocked on the door, wondering how the manly witch would look like.

A man with chubby red cheeks opened the door. His long white hair was striking, especially now it was combined with the long black clothes he was wearing. The man looked observing at Phoebe and Cole. They both were suddenly very aware of their clothes that weren't from this time.

"We're... " Phoebe stopped her sentence. Would it be a good idea to tell him right away?

"We're from the future and we need to go back," Cole said calmly.

The suspicous look on the man's face changed in a curious friendly smile after hearing Cole's words. He let them in his cabin, where it was small and dark. A lot of jars, in all kind of sizes, were noisily bubbling and some amulets, that were hanging on the ceiling, glimmered caused by a small stroke of light of the burning flames in the hearth. If someone would drop in, he could immediately see it was the house of a witch, but seeing the amount of dust and the cobwebs, there probably didn't come many visitors in this place.

The male witch listened very interested to everything Cole and Phoebe had to say. He would be more than happy to help them, but he hadn't the power to do such a thing alone. So he casted some kind of a spell to call on all the witches he knew, to come on over and help them. As they waited for the arrival of the other witches, the man with the white hair, named Sylvester, wanted to know everything about the future. As time passed by more and more witches arrived, some just knocked at the door, other orbed or came out of the chimney.

Sylvester started to explain how they were going to send the couple back to the future. One little witch with cherry red lips and curley dark blonde hair didn't seem to think the explanation of Sylvester was very useful, because she vaguely listened and paid more attention to Phoebe and Cole.

"Darling, are you sure this man hasn't got evil vains in..."

"He's good," Phoebe cut her off to her own surprise.

"Okay, if you say so," the dark blonde witch said dissapointed now Phoebe hadn't been shocked by her comment.

"I just hope we have enough power to do this," Sylvester said nervously as he gestured to the witches where everyone should stand.

The group of witches encircled Phoebe and Cole, so that the couple was in the centre. The witches started to hum something that sounded a lot like latin. For what seemed to be the thousand time today Phoebe felt dizzy and the surroundings in front of her became a blur.

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Cole opened his eyes and saw they landed in a sinister alley. Phoebe walked in front of him out of the alley, while he followed her. Suddenly Phoebe stopped and Cole knocked into her. The collision between their body's made her glow inside.

They were in a large street where hundreds of people were walking or running. High skyscrapers towered above the restaurants, malls and shops they walked past. There was only a little piece of the blue sky that you could see.

"This can't be San Francisco, right?" Phoebe asked, when she didn't see anything familiar she knew of San Francisco.

"Excuse me, could you tell us where..." Cole tried to ask an old lady who walked past, but she ignored Cole completely.

Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, deeply sunk in their own thoughts.

"Hello!" They heard someone yelling.

Phoebe and Cole turned round and saw a little girl on the other side of the street looking at them with her big hazel eyes. She carried a school bag on her back. Her long brown hair fluttered wildly as she ran towards Phoebe and Cole.

"I was waving at you, didn't you see me? Why aren't you at your work? Why are you here?" The girl rambled, while she checked if her hair-slide of a butterfly still was in her hair.

Cole and Phoebe both tried to remember whether they had seen the girl somewhere else before, but this girl wasn't in one of their memories.

"Eh... do you know where we are?" Cole asked.

The girl raised her eyebrow, that wasn't a question she expected to hear. She gave a wondering gaze at Cole.

"Can't you remember, daddy?"

A/N: They already went to the past and to another present... so I couldn't resist myself from sending them to the future as well. I hope you still are liking this story.

I don't know why, but somehow I have problems with naming original characters I make up, so if you know a cool name (for a boy or a girl) that begins with a P, let me know and maybe I'll use it in the next chapter...