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26. Chapter
Cole found Amy and Danny in the winter garden and sat down, too. He wasn't satisfied with the whole situation and started brooding. Finally he stood up again and began to go up and down nervously. He couldn't get Vivian out of his mind. If she was responsible for Prue's illness, he could be the real cause for everything.
Amy gave him an annoyed look and asked finally. "Couldn't you stop it, please. It's driving me round the bend."
"And it's driving me round the bend to sit around helplessly." Cole said furiously. "And to think about Vivian Wingrove."
"Vivian?" Amy asked in surprise. "What made you think of her?"
"Oh yes, you also know her." Cole remembered and sat down on the armchair beside Amy again. "Do you think, she could get the curse onto Prue?" He wanted to know and bent forward to look at Amy.
"I've no idea, but I'd say that she hasn't the faintest idea of magic." Amy said thoughtfully. "And what has she got against Prue?"
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "I was out with Vivian one time." He said thoughtfully and when he saw Amy's disgusted look, he added. "Just once and besides you were the real reason that I was out with her. But can you imagine, that she'd go to a Voodoo priestess to take revenge?"
"Mm, I can imagine very well, that both Wingrove sisters will stop at nothing to reach their goal. But actually I know Charlie much better than Vivian. Our parents always wanted us to make friends with each other. Therefore we had to meet very often. But I've never enjoyed it." Amy explained and smiled. "Vivian and Charlotte are arrogant and full of themselves. But well, you probably can't expect anything else of them, finally Edward Wingrove is their father."
Cole looked at Amy thoughtfully, he had completely forgotten, that Vivian was Amy's sister. "So you don't like Edward Wingrove?"
"I like none of the Wingroves particularly." Amy said. "But Edward Wingrove is such a toady. Every time, we visited the Wingroves, he put his arm fatherly around my shoulder and asked me, how I am getting on. And after I had told him something of necessity, he had asked me in a patronizing manner, if he could help me." Amy shuddered. "No, he is worse than my step father, he always lets me alone, if I want it."
It was obvious, that Amy had no idea, that Wingrove was her biological father and Cole didn't have in mind to tell her anything about it. But Amy was also sure, that Vivian had no scruples about doing Prue harm by asking a Voodoo Priestess for help. Zadie had confirmed his assumption, too. And if Vivian was responsible for Prue's disease, basically he was to blame for it. Cole looked out of the window, he was restless and he had to find out, what was going on in Vivian's little head. He had to do something, otherwise the long wait would drive him mad. "I'll have to meet Vivian." He decided and searched for her phone number.
Amy looked after him in surprise, when he went into the room next door to call Vivian.
Vivian thought it was tremendous, when she heard Cole's voice. She was all for it, to meet him in a cafe in 10 minutes. Satisfied Cole hanged up, he would find out, what this bitch had planned.
When Cole arrived in the cafe, soon later, the morning run was already over. There were only a few customers inside the cafe, but nevertheless Cole walked to the back of the cafe, where the customers could sit in the open air in a little garden. At this time Cole couldn't see anyone here and he had the free choice. He sat down at a table on the edge and waited for Vivian.
A few minutes later Vivian appeared and beamed, when she saw Cole. She tripped to him on her high heels and sat down. "I'm so glad to hear of you again." She started and beckoned over the waitress forcefully to order a coffee. "When I've heard that Amy is free again, I knew immediately that my father and you have finally settled your little differences."
Cole shrugged. "I don't know, I didn't meet him since that day." He told Vivian and decided to wait until the waitress would have served their order, before he'd start to talk about the true reason for their date. Soon later the waitress appeared.
"That was quick." Vivian smiled and looked around. "You've chosen a great time. We are nearly alone, before the hordes will come for lunch. We should go here more often."
"Hm." Cole let out scornfully and gave Vivian a cold look. "Prue is ill." he told her.
Vivian looked up, very surprised that he had changed the subject so quickly. "Oh, what's wrong with her?" she asked politely, although she wasn't interested in it at all.
"I thought you could tell me more about it." he answered with an ice-cold smile.
Vivian laughed artificially. "No, why? What gives you that idea?"
"What gives me that idea?" Cole asked angrily. "Well because you put a Voodoo curse on Prue. And it's responsible for her current disease."
Vivian turned pale, nevertheless she contradicted his accusation vehemently. "What makes you think of that nonsense? Did Prue tell you anything like that? She is just jealous of me, she was always green with envy. She just wants to slander me in front of you. Voodoo isn't my cup of tea. I've already told you."
"Oh, it isn't? And why did Madame Zadie tell me, that you met her to harm Prue?" Cole asked coldly.
Vivian laughed artificially. "Do you really believe this old witch?"
"Where do you know her from, if you've no frigging idea of Voodoo?" Cole wanted to know in a cynical voice.
"I'm living in this town all my life, therefore it's inevitable, that you know such people." She tried to make excuses.
"Oh sure and the easiest solution to get rid of undesirable people in this town, is by driving them to death with a Voodoo spell." Cole snapped at her.
"Stop exaggerating, she won't die." Vivian explained resolutely.
"Oh, she won't? How do you know that? Such spells can have bad consequences mostly. And you haven't seen Prue today, she's in a critical condition." Cole told Vivian.
Vivian's hands were shaking, when she took her cup of coffee. "That isn't true, I just wanted to teach her a lesson. Something she wouldn't forget about in a hurry." she whispered.
Cole leaned back in frustration. "It's hard to believe, that you really did it." He shook his head and gave her a disgusted look. "And why? Just because you are dead keen on me?"
Vivian breathed out angrily. "Who do you think you are? You aren't so hot." She told him very indignantly.
Cole was relieved, this made things a lot easier to him, at least Prue didn't suffer because of him. Or did Vivian lie to him? "But why did you do it?""Because she's an arrogant and pretentious bitch." Vivian started her vitriolic attack. "She disliked me from the first day, although there was no reason. She even didn't give my a chance, and her only reason was, that my father has helped me to get the job. But what's so bad about that?"
She looked at Cole angrily and didn't wait for an answer. "That doesn't mean, that my work is bad. But no, she defamed me everywhere. She said nasty things about me to our boss, to other reporters and to everyone. She made no attempt to hide her disapproval. She even talked with Judy about me behind my back, although I always got on well with Judy. Prue is a rascally, selfish bitch and she deserves it."
"She deserves to die?" Cole asked coldly.
"No, I never wanted anything like that. But when she lied to me, I've had just about all I could take." Vivian drank a bit of her coffee. "She could have told me, that you are together, couldn't she? But no, she let me take it on the chin. She wanted to see me making a foul of myself."
Cole shook his head. "Rubbish."
"Oh really? I admit, that I found you very attractive in the beginning, but believe me, I'm not so desperate to be in need of something like that. Okay, first I wanted to buy a remedy to take you away from her, but Prue is such an ice-cold bitch, that it wouldn't have hurt her a bit. And I wouldn't put it past her that she just started an affair with you, because I was interested in you, too." Vivian hissed.
Cole flashed a look of contempt at her. He kept his remarks to himself and didn't care, if there could be a trace of truth in Vivian's comment.
Vivian stared back angrily. "She doesn't look as good as I do with her big wide eyes. Besides she is arrogant and selfish. What do you see in her?"
Cole smiled slightly. "That's easy. I love her." It wasn't difficult to say it in front of Vivian, because actually he knew it already for a long time. Every time, when he had kissed Prue, he had felt it, nevertheless he had forced himself to ignore it. It had felt too great to give up on it, therefore he had found a thousand excuses for his actions. He had denied it to himself, because he hadn't been ready to bear the consequences.
Vivian snorted with rage. "Oh, then it's no wonder, finally the saying goes, 'love is blind'"
Cole forced a smile. "You don't know how I have to pull myself together so as not to wring your neck." He explained as composed as possible. "But I can't make any guarantees, what will happen, if something happens to Prue."
"You should stop exaggerating, she'll recover. And even if she won't, I'm not responsible for that." Vivian explained vehemently. "I just wanted to put a little damper on her, that's all. She should understand, that she can't get away with everything."
"Of course it's your fault, because you went to a Voodoo Priestess and asked her for a favour." Cole replied coldly. "But you can already look forward to your future. Because if we can break the harming spell, it's negative energy will go back on the responsible party."
Vivian shrank back. "No, I've nothing to do with it. I know who is to blame for it, Belva!"
"You assigned her with it. Didn't Belva inform you about the risks?" Cole asked with a satisfied grin, he gloated over the fear in Vivian's eyes. "It's no game Vivian. Voodoo is a very powerful type of magic, actually you should know that. Therefore nobody would use it, if he had evil in his mind. And nobody would buy Voodoo magic. Because if this magic comes back on you, it'll be terrible!" He stood up and pushed back his chair. "Nothing is free. If you take something, something will be taken from you and you have no influence on what it is." He paused for a while. "You can pay with your body or with your life and your death." He grinned nastily and threw a note on the table. "It's on me, enjoy it, it could be the last time."
Vivian stared at him with her mouth wide open, but she couldn't say a word.
Satisfied Cole left the cafe seconds later. Vivian had really asked Belva to cast a spell on Prue, he thought and hoped, that Zadie was really as powerful as she had claimed. He had to go home quickly.
When Cole entered the house, Amy and Danny were still sitting in the winter garden. "Are they still in the bathroom?" he asked anxiously.
Amy nodded. "Yes, I don't know, what they are doing there for such a long time. I just hope everything will turn out right." She sighed. "If you don't mind, I'll go into the kitchen now, perhaps I can prepare something for dinner there."
Cole agreed and Amy left the room in relief. Cole looked after her and sat down beside Danny. He didn't know, what he'd do, if Zadie's ritual failed and he'd loose Prue. He'd take revenge, he'd start with Vivian, then Belva and all their damn families. When he had sat opposite to Vivian, he had felt the pressure to throw an energy ball at her and she would die with her eyes wide open. It would have been so easy, nobody had been there and he had wanted to do it so badly, but he also knew, what it would have meant, if he had done it. He would lose his ability to concentrate, he would run into the danger to lose his control and finally he wouldn't be able to stop himself anymore. No, Vivian wasn't worth it, nobody was worth, that he would lose himself again. And finally he had found another way to take revenge on Vivian.
He sighed and looked at Danny. He had promised him to be always around when he'd need him and he wouldn't break it. "She'll recover again, she is strong, I know it Danny."
Meanwhile Zadie kneeled on the ground in front of the bathtub. She had raised her arms above and was in a deep trance. She was sweated with effort. The harming spell was stronger than she had expected, just her sister was able to conjure such a powerful spell. Zadie worshipped the god of snakes Damballah again and again, when she suddenly felt the negative energy. She got hold of it and pulled it out of Prue on an invisible thread. Prue groaned and felt as if she get rid of a monstrous burden slowly.
There were beads of sweat on Zadie's forehead, when she was finally holding the evil in her hands. She pressed it together with all her might to squeeze it into a little bottle. When she had managed it, she heaved a sigh of relief. She closed the bottle with a cork and thanked the god of snakes for his help. She concluded the rite with a prayer. The candles were already burned down and Zadie put the remains in a jute bag. She added the other remains of her ritual into the bag and in the end she put the bottle with the evil energy into it. She closed it tightly, before she looked at Prue again to tell her, that she should keep lying in the water, until she'd come back.
Prue nodded. She was still exhausted and incredibly tired. Miraculously the water in the bath was still warm, although Zadie had filled in the bath hours ago. Prue leaned back and listened Zadie opening the door and leaving the bathroom.
The Voodoo priestess went downstairs and looked around searching in the hall. Finally she walked to the entrance to the winter garden and looked into the room. She saw Cold and a little boy and stopped in surprise. "Is that your son?" She wanted to know.
Cole, who didn't notice her, jumped up in surprise. "Yes, he is." he finally said and stood up to walk to Zadie. "How is she feeling? Could you heal her?"
Zadie nodded. "Yes and now we'll have to bury the remains in the garden. Do you have a shovel?"
Cole looked at her thoughtfully, before he went to the garage to look for a shovel among the lumber. He found it very fast and brought it to Zadie into the garden. She took it and started to dig beside the whitethorn. When the hole was big enough, she put the jute bag into it and filled it with earth again. She trod it down and murmured a few words, Cole couldn't understand. Then she turned around again. "It's down." She said in relief and followed Cole back into the house.
When Zadie entered the winter garden again, she stopped, when she saw Danny. She kneeled down beside him and took a scissors out of her flowing robe.
Cole was beside her immediately and held her hand. "What are you going to do with it?" he asked in a cold voice.
"Don't worry." Zadie explained and freed her hand. "I just want to cut off a curl of him. But you can do it yourself, if you wish." She held the scissors out to him.
Cole gave her a sceptical look and ignored the scissors. "What's that for?"
"You cut off a curl of a baby's hair and keep it with care to protect the child." She smiled. "Because a child needs all his hair, before it can die." She lifted one strand of Danny's dark hair and cut it off. Then she stroke his hair tenderly. She put back her scissors and stood up. "Well that's that. And now we'll get Prue out of her bath."
They went upstairs and entered the bathroom. It was still smelling intensively of burnt herbes and flowers. Zadie walked to her case and put the curl with a tweezers into a test tube made of glass. Then she closed it and gave it to Cole. "Take care of it."
Cole put the curl into his pocket without thinking, because he already watched at Prue. "How are you feeling." he wanted to know.
Prue opened her eyes by a supreme effort. "Usually I'm feeling better."
Zadie took one of the big bath towels lying on the cupboard and handed it over to Prue. "You need a lot of sleep now, then you'll recover soon." She told her.
Prue climbed off the bath, she was still a bit shaky, but when Cole wanted to help her, she flashed at him angrily. "I can do it alone." She explained and nearly tripped over her long bath towel.
Cole shook his head and didn't care about her objection. He picked her up to carry her into her bedroom. He laid Prue down on the bed, while Zadie opened Prue's wardrobe. She looked around for a nightdress, but then she turned around. "Don't you have any proper nightshirts?" She asked with a shake of her head.
"Actually I'd prefer to wear nothing." Prue said tiredly.
"Oh." Cole let out in surprise. "And why don't you do it?" he asked grinning.
"Well in former times countless demon attacks at night had shown me, how impractical it would be." She looked at Cole. "And it didn't change a lot lately."
"I'm sure some demons wouldn't mind to meet you undressed." he said in a low voice and it was obvious about which demon, he was talking.
"But I." Prue told him and put on the nightdress, Zadie held out to her.
"It seems as if you are back to your usual self again." Cole gave her a satisfied grin, before he looked at Zadie asking.
"That might be wrong." Zadie explained. "She is out of danger yet, but nevertheless she is still weak and needs to relax and to sleep. And useless quarreling is counterproductive."
"Oh don't worry, actually it's good for me." Prue said thoughtfully. "It's better than treating me as if I'm a mortally ill person."
"But you were mortally ill not long ago, don't underestimate it." Zadie held the amulet out to Prue. "And don't loose this again. You should wear it as long as someone could do you harm."
Prue obeyed Zadie and put on the amulet again. Then she slipped under the blanket, because suddenly she was terrible cold.
Zadie gave her a satisfied nod. "Great, I'll look for you in a few days again." She explained for goodbye and left the room.
Cole cast a quick look at Prue, before he followed Zadie downstairs.
When Zadie arrived at the door, she suddenly stopped in surprised. She turned around and looked at the door of Cole's bedroom in alert. "What is in this room?" She asked and went to the door.
"My bedroom and I don't want..." but before he could go on, Zadie had already entered his room. "...that you enter it." He ended his sentence angrily and followed her into his bedroom.
Zadie was standing in the middle of the room and looked around intently. "It seems as if you have a lot of dangerous enemies." She finally said and looked dismayed.
"What makes you think of that?" Cole wanted to know, easily put off.
"Because someone cast another harming spell onto this room." Zadie told him. "It just exists for a few days, but it's strong."
Cole looked at her sceptically. "And what does it cause?"
Zadie didn't answer at once, but asked. "I hope, you weren't here together with your girlfriend the last days, or rather the last nights."
Cole's face clouded over. "That's none of your business." he explained rudely.
Zadie looked at him attentively. "Goodness me! You abused her, that's the reason why she was so unfriendly." she realized.
"No of course not, what a nonsense." Cole snapped at her. "I would never hurt her."
"But the spell forces you to do it. It brings the owner of this room to do violence to his lover and that can go as far as to the death." She looked at him asking. "And you didn't beat her?"
Cole cast his eyes down. "No, but I hurt her in another way." He explained thoughtfully and sat down onto his bed.
Zadie shook her head. "No, you've sent her away to protect her, didn't you?" When Cole didn't answer, she smiled. "I've already told you, that you just have to trust yourself. And you see, I'm right. You knew instinctively that you had to protect her." She gave Cole an encouraging pat on the back. "I'll take care of this room, don't worry." She told him. "But today I'm too exhausted. I'll come back tomorrow. Nothing will happen, if you sleep here alone, ."
Cole nodded and stood up to accompany her to the door. He offered her to take her home, but Zadie rejected.
"Don't worry, I have a few things to do in town. And I'll come home afterwards without any problems." She smiled at him. "And you should be more careful for the future." She left the house and walked along the street.
Cole looked after her thoughtfully, and closed the door, when he couldn't see her anymore. Then he went back to Prue's bedroom, but she was already sleeping deeply. He smiled and let her alone to search for Amy and Danny.
When Amy looked after Prue in the evening again to ask her, if she would like dinner, she was still sleeping. Amy walked closer to the bed on alter, but then she heard Prue breathing regularly and calmly. She didn't dare to wake her up and left the room on the tip of her toes again. Downstairs she had dinner with Cole silently.
After Cole had put Danny to bed, he looked into Prue's bedroom again. Amy had prepared something to eat for her and Cole put the tray on the small table beside Prue's bed. Then he sat down on her bed silently and looked at the sleeping Prue. It didn't bear thinking that he could have left her. He stroke her hair out of her face carefully.
He would have never suspected, that he could fall in love with her. But it happened, he was in love with a Halliwell again. Such a damn nuisance could just happen to him. After his last letdown, he actually should have learned from that. But it just happened, and as he already had told Prue, he didn't know a remedy against it. And he didn't want a remedy. Because he even didn't like to be without his love to Phoebe, she had helped him to get himself out of evil. And he had his memories of the good times with her and they had good times. And in the end he had Danny because of their love and he never wanted to be without him ever again.
Love was strange, it had caused him great suffering, but nevertheless he didn't want to live without it. He felt too good now, he was too lucky and suddenly it occurred to him, that everything had just happened so that he could sit here in this moment.
Cole couldn't help grinning, although both sisters were completely different, he knew exactly that it wouldn't be easy together with Prue. But he loved challenges and he couldn't imagine to live without their little differences of opinion again. It would never be boring with her. He looked at Prue thoughtfully and wondered if she felt the same. Actually he was sure that she did, but it was another question, if she'd allow herself to love him. He kissed her on the forehead and stood up. He walked to the armchair and sat down again, he wouldn't let her alone this night.
When Prue woke up a few hours later, she saw Cole sitting beside her bed and smiled. "Now you've finally gotten what you always wanted to." She explained in a low voice and looked into his eyes. "The chance to safe my life."
Cole shook his head and stood up to sit down beside her. "No, that wasn't me, you owe it to Zadie."
"But you asked her to help me." Prue pointed out.
"That doesn't count." Cole informed her with a smile.
"I think it does." she explained, before she told him in a low voice. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Cole replied and looked her deep into the eyes.
To her surprise she felt a little embarrassed and looked down. "Do you think I really owe this harming spell to Vivian, this bitch?"
Cole nodded. "Yes, she asked Belva to do it."
Prue sat up and looked at him asking. "How do you know?" She asked in surprise, but then she laughed softly and answered her own question. "You confronted Vivian with it, because you thought you are responsible for my illness, didn't you?"
Cole grinned and raised his eyebrows. "You already know me very well, do you?"
"You really thought that you were the reason, didn't you? But you shouldn't have worried about it." She explained firmly. "I can set people against me on my own."
Cole smiled gently. "Nevertheless I couldn't have borne, if something had happened to you because of me." He finally confessed.
"Don't worry, I know, that Vivian thinks, I dislike her for no reason at all." She shrugged her shoulders. "Perhaps she is right, but in the end I'm right, she is a snaky bitch. I mean to put a death curse on me! She really took things a bit too far."
Cole grinned. "Allegedly she just wanted to teach you a lesson you won't forget." He informed her.
"Oh really? What a poor excuse." Prue laughed. "And did she survive your little confrontation?" She asked in amusement, but when she saw Cole's face, she put her hand onto his. "Hey, I was just joking."
"I don't know, what I'd have done, if Zadie hadn't been able to help you." Cole explained in a serious voice.
"But it wasn't your fault." Prue said. "Vivian didn't do it to get you, sorry, but you aren't so hot."
"Thanks, Vivian has already told me." Cole informed her smiling, but then he looked at Prue thoughtfully again. "Honestly Prue. I was afraid to lose you."
"Don't worry, I'm tough. You can't get rid of me so easily." Prue replied.
"And I don't want it at all." Cole lowered his gaze and smiled. Then he looked at Prue's face again. There was anxiety in his eyes, but something else, too. Prue couldn't interpret it, but for a moment she really thought it could be love. But probably she was still dazed and imagining things.
Prue's face was lying in the moonlight falling into the room through the window. Cole tried to read her mind and looked her deep into the eyes. There was so much in their glance, that words weren't necessary.
Finally Cole looked away from her. "I ..." his eyes fell on the tray on the table. "Oh, are you hungry? Amy thought you'd like to eat something, when you wake up."
"No ... thanks!" Prue explained and shook her head. "Well actually you wanted to say something else, didn't you?"
"Mm, it may sound rather strange." Cole said shrugging.
"Doesn't matter." she urged him. "I want to hear it."
"I guess, ... I also don't know why, ... but ..." he looked at her again. "I love you."
"Oh." Prue cast her eyes down smiling. "I guess, I feel the same."
"Yes?" Cole asked slightly surprised and touched her chin to turn her head. "Thanks that you've told me." He explained and added. "And what's happened the other night... It doesn't mean a thing. Believe me, I only love you, I ... I was just ...a little ... afraid."
Prue nodded. "It's okay, Dianne has already explained it to me."
"Dianne?" Cole couldn't understand at all, how Dianne should be involved with Belva and the harming spell. And why did Prue talk about it with Dianne, that wasn't Dianne's business. "Did you talk about us with Dianne?" He asked angrily, she really managed again and again to make him wild with rage.
"No, I'd rather say, that Dianne talked about it with me." Prue explained and yawned.
"Where is the difference?" Cole wanted to know.
"Well you know Dianne, don't you?" Prue said tiredly and laid down again. "And now I'm too tired to discuss with you."
"Okay. Later." Cole stood up and flopped down onto the armchair again.
Prue watched him thoughtfully and finally she asked. "Do you plan to stay in the armchair all night?"
"Yes, I won't let you alone." Cole told her plainly.
Prue moved over with a sigh. "Come here, here is plenty of room for you left."
Cole stood up with a satisfied grind and laid down beside Prue. He put his arm around her shoulder and Prue snuggled up to him. Finally she felt calmly inside and completely relaxed. Despite the fact, that she didn't know, what the next morning or the future would have in store for them.
"It's mad somehow, isn't it?" Cole asked and stroke her hair.
"You're telling me?" Prue asked quietly. "But nevertheless I know, that it's right. I go about it the right way."
"That's great." He kissed her head lying on his shoulder and listened to her regular breathing, when suddenly he was torn by doubt. There was one last question. "But Prue..." He started.
"Yes?" she murmured.
"Do you think, that love can survive everything, I mean, would you do everything for it?" He asked in a low voice.
"Mm, do you mean generally?" She wanted to know drowsily.
"No." Cole explained firmly.
"Well in general..." Prue affirmed. ".. it's hard enough for two to find each other. And just they and no-one or nothing should have the power to destroy it."
Cole gave her a satisfied smile and caressed her shoulder. "And would you fight for it?"
"If it's worth it, you should fight for it." Prue said. "But it all depends on the circumstances and every single person."
"And if the single person is you. What would you do?" Cole wanted to know.
"Mm." Prue answered thoughtfully. "You know some people can accept what happens to them, no matter if it's unfair or painful for them. They took it lying down and go on as good as they can." She was silent for a while, before she continued. "But I'm not able to do it. I take losses personally and I fight against them as hard as I can."
"That's great, that's more than great, because I feel the same." Cole explained satisfied and hugged her even tighter. This time he would hold onto his luck with all his might, and no one would be able to snatch it from him. He firmly intended to succeed this time and he fell asleep with this decision.