ColePhoebe4eva - There isn't going to be a confrontation between Phoebe & Cole and evil Piper and Paige, because Phoebe & Cole already went back to the past/present. Sorry about that.

angel eyes - Yes, Cole a good dad :) I just think Cole would be one of the best fathers ever. Aw... in Charmed he was so incredibly happy when he heard Phoebe was pregnant and that he bought that big fluffy bear plus decorated that room... it still melts my heart thinking about that.

TrueLoveLivesForever - Phoebe is indeed always the evil one. They definitely could have made one of the other sisters evil for a few episodes. Sometimes it seemed only Phoebe & Cole had an evil side inside of them. But on the other hand I have to admit it's one of the reasons why I love Phoebe & Cole so much, because they weren't perfect. I loved Cole for having an evil past and I loved Phoebe for not always doing the good thing.

Phoebe Turner Halliwell - I could have written Cole & Phoebe feeling really uncomfortable, but I just thought they still had to be more shocked about everything they saw and heard in the future at that moment than feeling uncomfortable... Oh, I know how you feel about Phoebe& Cole kissing. Everytime I see or read Phoebe & Cole kissing, there just automatically appears a smile on my face. :)

Thanks for reviewing. Wow, I sure ramble a lot.

This was definitely the hardest chapter to write so far. I changed it.. like a million times. But here it finally is...

The images of the evil Wyatt changed into a darkness. Phoebe and Cole looked at the new surroundings they landed in, but this time they were in a place they both knew very well. The manor. The familiar manor. However it was very dark in the hall on the first floor.

"Why is it night?" Phoebe whispered to Cole.

She hoped they didn't end up in another epoch. Cole looked at the clock and saw the time. It was one minute past twelve.

"The day just started."

"That means we have some hours left before you come here with that woman," Phoebe realized.

Phoebe and Cole were both frightened at the slamming of a door downstairs. They both knew they couldn't stay here. If one of the Halliwell sisters would see them, they would probably freak out.

"I guess it's finally time to invite you to my new apartement," Cole said as he reached out his hand to Phoebe, but she turned away.

"Wait, let me first get a pyjama and some clean clothes," Phoebe whispered.

She walked to her bedroom and Cole followed her. Phoebe searched in her closet, while Cole looked round. It had been a while ago since he was here for the last time. He glanced at her bed that was empty.

"You're the one who slammed the door?" He asked.

Phoebe just wanted to say something, when they heard someone walking on the stairs. Cole looked in the dark to Phoebe who hastily began to search her pyjama, while the footfalls became louder. The footfalls stopped in front of the door and Phoebe still wasn't done with finding her stuff. Cole walked to Phoebe who was startled by the sound of the door. In an impulse she pulled Cole into the closet with her and closed the closet-doors.

They held their breaths as the other person in the room flopped down on the bed. As silent as she could Phoebe put some of her clothes back on their place. She finally found one of her old pyjama's. Cole looked through a cleft in the closet to the person on the bed. It was Phoebe, she had her face buried in a pillow.

"You were crying?" Cole asked Phoebe in the closet.

Phoebe watched herself as well through another cleft. The sight of herself crying embarassed her. Why had she been so stubborn of wanting to get some of her stuff? She didn't want to see this. She didn't want Cole to see this.

"Yes... I had a fight with one of my collegues."

Phoebe held Cole's hand, hoping he would orb them immediately to his apartement. But he still stared at the Phoebe on the bed. Softly, but clearly they heard the sobbing Phoebe mumble one word. Cole. Cole looked shocked at the Phoebe in the closet, who avoided his gaze. She felt busted. Cole glimpsed once more to the other Phoebe, before he orbed them to his apartement.

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It was very empty. Especially after seeing how ful the apartement had been in the future. Phoebe walked from room to room in the apartement, wondering by each room how it looked like in the future.

"This apartement definitely needs a woman's touch," Phoebe said. She didn't want Cole to have the chance to talk about what they just had seen.

"You mean your touch?"

"Hey, you can't deny I did a pretty good job decorating our future house.

" They arrived in Cole's bedroom, which was nothing more than that. There only stood a bed in the room.

"You can sleep in my bed and I will sleep on the couch."

Phoebe wanted to protest, but she suddenly realized how hungry and tired she was. She hadn't eaten much today. Cole was making the bed ready for Phoebe, after he said her she could look for some food in the kitchen.

"Whoa!"

"What? Something wrong?" Cole asked, as he quickly went to the kitchen as well after Phoebe's shriek.

"Your fridge looks like it's from a woman on a diet," Phoebe said, while she looked at the almost empty refridgerator. Cole stood behind her and was relieved she screamed because of his refridgerator, where only butter and a rotten pizza were. He had seen enough demons for one day, seeing uneatable things wasn't a real concern.

"I think my fridge looks like it's from a man who too often forgets to go to the supermarket."

"You're probably right. You were never so good in preparing your meals yourself," Phoebe smiled to him and she threw the pizza in the waste bucket.

"Says the woman who burnt her chicken in the future, even though her own son warned her," Cole laughed.

Phoebe discovered the fruitbowl with apples and grabbed some apples out of it. It was the only thing she saw they could eat now.

"You'd better watch your words, Cole Turner, or else I'm not going to pare this apple for you," She playfully threatened him, while she found a little knife in a drawer.

"I can't risk that, I'll better go making your bed."

Cole walked back to his bedroom and Phoebe shook her head with a smile on her face before she brought her attention back to the apple.

She looked shocked at the peel of the apple. She hadn't paid attention to how she was paring the apple and now she saw the apple-peel was in the shape of a C. A perfect C. Just like the appel-peel in the 17th century. The shape of the pare showed the first character of the name of her true love. It had been a C.

After Cole made the bed and Phoebe pared a lot of apples they sat down on the couch with apples and glasses water. They finally had some time to relax. Her thoughts went back to the question that had been in her head for a long time.

"Why didn't you tell me you became the Source, because it was the only way to save me?"

He was a bit surprized by this question that came out of the blue. He never would have thought she would find out. He wouldn't have thought she found that information important.

"Phoebe, I was still evil. I lied to you. It doesn't matter."

Phoebe looked astonished at Cole now she realized what he just had admitted. So it was true what she had seen in her premonition. He became the Source to save her.

"It matters to me."

Phoebe took a bite of the apple, while she thought back at what happened to them in the end.

"We did it all wrong, Cole."

She didn't know where to begin. So much happened between them.

"After you returned from the wasteland, we should have talked, really talked about all that happened... but I pushed you away as hard as I could, I couldn't take it. It was already too hard to think about you. You know I became a mermaid and I admitted I still loved you, but that didn't take away my pain. After a while I just got so tired of being hurt... I thought that if I pretended to everyone including myself I was over you..." There was a catch in Phoebe's voice.

"... it would become true," Cole finished her sentence. He understood what she meant. Those last weeks after they vanquished him and he was human again, he had tried the same thing.

Phoebe's thoughts went back to the weeks after she signed their divorce papers.

"I didn't know how to live without you. I didn't trust myself anymore. I became paranoia, all the time I thought you were going to attack, that you were going to hurt me again... you said me not to lose myself, but I did."

"You? I was the one who went insane. I desperately tried everything to take away my pain, I wanted you to kill me, I tried to make you evil again, I made a parallel universe..."

"... in which I vanquished you. Paige told me. But that wasn't really us, Cole. You were taken over by your demonic powers again and me and Piper never got over Prue's death," Phoebe said sadly.

"But no matter how demonic I got, I never stopped loving you," Cole added, wanting to say something positive about the horrible times they went through.

Frankly, it was the only thing he could remember clearly of the time after they vanquished him as the Source. That he loved her and she rejected him. The feeling of being an invincible demon who tried to kill himself and others was something what seemed to be from another planet now. He wasn't that demon anymore.

"I never stopped loving you either," Phoebe smiled.

She placed her hand under his chin, so that they looked each other right in the eyes. They kissed each other fondly. It was her way to show she had forgiven him and would give him another chance. She always had been better at show than tell. Cole looked admiring at Phoebe after their kiss was finished. He loved the way she kissed. He loved everything about her.

"Do you want another apple?" She asked Cole who nodded.

Phoebe got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen.

"How are we going to vanquish that Argentus? It has got to be a joke only Belthazor can vanquish him. I mean it's insane only one demon can kill another. Besides Belthazor doesn't exist anymore," she said from out of the kitchen.

Cole choked on a piece of apple. He coughed a couple of times before the piece came back out of his throat.

"It says in the Book only Belthazor can vanquish him?" he asked.

"Yes, it stood on the other side of the page. You first need the spell and the potion to make Argentus visible for attacks and then Belthazor has to use his complete power to..." Phoebe stopped talking, when she walked back to the living room with apples and saw Cole's face,"... something wrong?"

Cole took a draught of water. He understood it now... sooner than he wanted. He had to broach the subject he would have liked to avoid, but he couldn't avoid it. He could pretend he didn't know and a small part of his heart really wanted him to, but he wasn't going to hide anything more from Phoebe. This time it was going to be different. He had secrets when he was with Phoebe in the past. A future with secrets wasn't going to work as well. The potion in his pocket would become a shadow following them their whole life. There came a glow of sadness in his eyes before he started to speak again.

"We can revive Belthazor."

Phoebe looked not understanding to Cole.

Cole brought the whole day back into his head. The pain he saw in her eyes this morning when he returned in the manor, the sadness in her eyes in the future when she told them she had no contact with her sisters, the tears in her eyes this night, because of him. Maybe it was for the best they couldn't be together. He hurted her so many times. He was even hurting her now.

He pulled out the potion and placed it on the table.

"My future-self gave it to me. It's a potion to make me Belthazor again. He said there was no turning back after I'll use it," Cole explained.

Phoebe looked to the potion on the table. She let the words of Cole sink in for a moment, thinking about what the consequences of the potion were.

"So you'll become half Belthazor again... that means you can also surpress him again after we'll vanquish Argentus," She concluded as she sat on the couch next to Cole again.

"The Book of Shadows says Belthazor has to use his complete power. I can only use that power if I'm fully Belthazor again and if I do that... I can't become myself anymore."

Phoebe shook her head. She didn't want to hear it. Not now. Not now she thought they would have a chance. It was only for a brief moment she felt happy and now her heart was about to be shattered again.

"Well... then we just have to find another way to vanquish Argentus," Phoebe said.

"Phoebe, I don't think there's..."

"I mean... maybe there's another Belthazor somewhere or... else we give that potion to someone else who..." She wasn't going to accept this, there had to be some way out of this.

"Whom do you want to give that potion? An innocent person? We can't do t..."

"We give it to another demon and we give him a reward if he..." Phoebe quickly interrupted him. She knew that what she was saying didn't make sense, but there had to be another solution. There just had to be. She wasn't going to lose him again.

"You really think a demon is going to kill Argentus for us? You know you can't trust a demon. We're giving a demon way too much power if we're turning him in Belthazor... Besides I think the potion only works on me," Cole said. He didn't exactly know how he had to react to Phoebe firing useless options to him, but he couldn't give her false hope.

"But... there has to be a spell or a potion to turn you back."

She tried to ignore the desperate tone in her voice. It was like she was falling down from a steeple-high skyscraper, desperately trying to somehow get a hold of the building before she would hit the ground and be crushed.

"Our future-selves tried for who knows how many years to save your sisters. If there was a way to do that..."

"... they already would have find it," Phoebe didn't know anymore. She hit the ground. How much longer would it take before she would be fully crushed?

They were silent for a moment, staring at the potion in front of them that looked so small and harmless. There was no way back after they would use it.

"We know now what we'll have to do tomorrow," Cole decided.

"I don't."

She fought the thoughts in her mind. She wasn't going to say goodbye to him, she just couldn't. She didn't had to let go of the love of her life again. It wasn't going to happen. She wasn't going to let this happen.

Cole saw she was struggling, that she tried to deny what was going to happen today. The news he would never be with her had struck him as well. But seeing Phoebe's reaction he realized he couldn't give in to his own feelings of hurt. He had to be strong tonight for the both of them. They couldn't break down together. He had to bring her back to reason.

"Phoebe, you never will be completely happy without your sisters."

"I'm never going to be completely happy without you either."

Tears started to appear in her eyes. She didn't want this to be true. Had she to choose again between him and her sisters?

"Why can't I have both?" She asked.

Cole didn't know what to answer, because there wasn't a right answer to that question. She finally faced the truth. For once she'd wished she could be selfish, that Cole wouldn't have to become Belthazor. That she just could live with him, like she had seen in the future. But she couldn't, not at the expense of her sisters. She couldn't let them turn evil.

"This is not fair. They can't do this to us again. They just... can't."

Fate didn't want them to have a happy ending. There were a lot of things they could fight, but fate wasn't one of those things. The tears began to course down her cheeks. Cole put her arm around her, she sat on his lap and buried her face in his chest. She heard his heart beating, it was beating very fast.

"I can't do this again. I can't take this, Cole... How can you even be fine with this?" Phoebe asked him since he somehow had remained to stay calm.

"I'm not fine with it," Cole said honestly. If there was anything he could do to prevent this, he would have.

"But at least I get a death where you don't hate me. That's much more than I ever could ask for."

Phoebe looked up to see his eyes.

"Death?"

He tried to avoid Phoebe's gaze. He thought she already had realized this, but now she asked him this, she apparently hadn't.

"You'll have to vanquish me after I killed Argentus."

Phoebe stared unbelieving at him. They would lose each other, he would become evil and she would stay good. If that wasn't already enough to process for her, he now wanted her to kill him as well?

"You can't ask that from me," she turned her head away.

It hurted Cole to tell these things to her, but she had to know what to do today. He realized she maybe would let Belthazor live, because it was going to be the only thing left of him.

"There isn't going to be a part of me left in him this time. I'll be already fully gone when I become Belthazor. You'll have to stop him from killing anymore innocent people. You have to promise me you'll vanquish him before he has the chance to do that, Phoebe."

Cole knew it was a hard thing to ask, but they had no choice. He had to convince her to do the right thing. He knew she was strong enough to do this.

"I... I promise," Phoebe said.

Cole tried to comfort her the best he could. He deseperately wanted to do something to take her pain away. She didn't deserve to be so hurt, maybe he did, but she didn't. She had to get on with her life without him. He had to give her some hope for the future.

"You'll find someone else... someone who's good, someone you can trust, someone who'll always be there for you."

"That sounds like the man you were in the future," Phoebe resisted the thought of being with someone else. She didn't want to hear it.

"Don't do this, Phoebe. Please don't make this harder than it already is."

Phoebe saw the hurt in his eyes when he said those words. For the first time this night she finally realized how broken he was, just as broken as she was. She realized that how harder she struggled the more she was hurting him. She didn't want to think or talk anymore. She only wanted him.

She let her hand slip under his shirt. His body shook for a moment by the touch of her hand. With her hand she pressed his body down, so that they were lying now instead of sitting. Cole felt his body, that had been tense all day, slowly becoming relaxed as Phoebe still was stroking his chest. She looked longingly at him.

Seeing her gaze, Cole kissed Phoebe wildly on the instant, while his hands unzipped her top. He didn't know if this was something they should be doing now, but he didn't care. If this was going to be their last night together, it'd better be one night that would last in their memories.

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It took a few seconds before she realized she was in Cole's appartement. That she was lying on the couch with Cole. He had his arms wrapped around her. It felt safe to be lying in his hands.

She must have fallen asleep very soon, which wasn't so surprizing. This day that just started had been an emotional roller coaster for her. Like it wasn't already shocking enough Cole returned today, going to the past to another universe to the future had really drained the energy out of her.

She looked at Cole, who was deeply asleep. He must have been very tired as well. She remembered the first time they met. She thought he was an angel, especially after seeing him in the court room. And it was just what she was thinking now, he looked like an angel to her.

Ironically enough, she was the one who lied as first. She had to lie to him, because she couldn't revail she and her sisters were ass-kicking witches. Of course she had lied to people more than once about her witch-being, but she had felt really bad when she lied to him, while she usually didn't have many problems with lying to people she didn't know very well.

Now she was here with him, but not for long. There were no secrets anymore between them, which could break them apart. There was only destiny.

Last night was amazing. The physical attrection between them was something she couldn't deny. It had been there from the very first day she met him. But there was much more than only that between them.

But they weren't meant to be. They never could be together. Fate won. They lost. Again.

With her hand Phoebe softly stroked Cole's face.

"Why do I have to love you so much, Cole?" Phoebe whispered, before she slowly got out of his grip.

Sad chapter, I know. To make it even worse, I'm going to tell you now that next chapter is going to be the final chapter. And sorry, but I'm not going to spoil one single bit about what's going to happen...