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36. Chapter
When Prue, Cole and Amy arrived at home, it was already late in the evening. Amy suggested to prepare dinner, while Cole visited Dianne to take Danny home.
Soon later, they were sitting together at the table and Cole told Amy in detail, what they had found in Kirk Landon's bedroom. "Do you know by chance, if he likes peanuts?" Cole asked grinning.
"No." Amy shook her head. "But I hope he'll eat them and get back his consciousness. He was such a nice man and the mere thought, that he is a zombie now makes me ill." She shuddered.
"I'm sure he'll call us." Cole said optimistically.
"Yes, but it won't help him. He is dead." Amy explained and sighed. "What do you think, did Morgan kill him?"
"Yes, I guess it was Morgan." Prue told her. "I just wonder, how he could get all these zombies, so that nobody misses anyone of them."
"I'm sure most of these people were people, of which nobody took care about, like this gardener." Cole supposed.
"But he meant something to Adam." Amy said thoughtfully. "What would you say? Do you think Adam had to die, because he found out too much about Morgan's dark machinations?"
Prue nodded. "This is probably the true reason for his death, Amy."
The rest of the evening Amy was rather silent and went to bed early. Soon later, when Cole and Prue wanted to put Danny to bed, Cole saw a magic wand lying beside Danny's bed. "What's that?" He wondered, but before he could take the wand, his son had already taken it with great enthusiasm.
Prue grinned. "Your son is wild about it." She said and there was a hint of irony in her voice, when she added. "I wonder, where it comes from."
"Well it doesn't come from my side of the family." Cole told her firmly. "We don't have any sorcerers in our family, just demons. So it's coming from your family."
That's good to know, I already feared the worst." Prue explained smiling and added graciously. "But I'll leave the pleasure to you. This time you can try to take it away from Danny."
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "That's no big deal for me." he said optimistically and turned around to his son with a smile on his face. "Come on Danny, give me the wand." He said, but Danny held it even tighter. Prue left the room with a satisfied grin on her face.
After Danny was finally lying in bed without his magic wand, Cole walked downstairs and found Prue in the living room. He sat down and they stayed there for a while, because none of them could make the first move. Although it wasn't like them, it was hard for both, because they didn't know exactly, how they should deal with their new relationship.
"Let's go upstairs." Prue finally suggested.
Cole jumped up and said in relief."I already thought, you'd never ask me."
"Since when do you need an invitation?" Prue wanted to know a little bit annoyed.
"I've never dared to enter your room without permission." Cole informed her.
Prue gave him a sneering look. "Of course you did. Or what did you do yesterday?"
"That doesn't count. Yesterday I was worried about you." He explained.
Prue smiled and stood up, too. "Does that mean, that I'll have to ask you every night?"
Cole nodded. "Yes, unless you'd like to move into my cubby hole, too. Or you could ask me to move in your room."
Prue looked at him sceptically. "I need time to think it over first." she said thoughtfully and took his hand. Together they walked upstairs.
"But it would be much better." Cole said, when they entered the room.
"Yes, but unfortunately I don't know, if it'll be good for us, if your things lay around everywhere." Prue said with a sneering smile, she wasn't ready to give up her privacy so easily. Finally she hasn't really done it yet.
Cole looked around thoughtfully and couldn't help smiling, when he saw the disorder in her room. "Mm, what I see is that there are already a lot of things lying around here, so you would never notice my few things."
Prue shook her head and came closer to him. "Of course I would." she said firmly. "Because these are my things and my mess."
"And it doesn't disturb you?" Cole asked rather interested and ran his fingers thoughtfully through her hair.
"No." Prue shrugged her shoulders. "That's me and if you don't like it..." She didn't finish the sentence.
Cole grinned. "I couldn't care less." He told her satisfied.
"Well and it shouldn't." Prue agreed and flung her arms around his neck to pull his face closer to her.
Cole put his hands around her face and before he kissed her lips passionately, he murmured. "I hope we'll be undisturbed at least. We had too much interruptions lately."
"You're telling me? But the saying goes that it's getting better and better the longer you wait." Prue told him between her kisses and pulled him along with her onto her bed. Then she was going to allow herself
something, he had forbidden her to do this morning: She tore his shirt in two.
When they were lying on Prue's bed exhausted but satisfied, soon later. Cole played with one of Prue's curls lying on her shoulder, lost in thoughts. He followed his hand with his eyes in fascination and finally he said. "I love you Prue."
"Well I hope so." She answered with a satisfied smile on her lips.
Cole laughed in disbelief and leaned on his arm to look her right into the eyes. "You are incredible. Unlike you I'm telling you that you are."
Prue turned her head aside. "I've told you." she informed him.
"No, you have said. 'I suppose I feel the same." Cole corrected her.
Prue shook her head. "No, you're wrong. But it isn't my problem, if you didn't hear it." She explained and looked at him forcefully. "I've told the stone."
Cole leaned forward. "The stone?" he asked in amusement.
But before Prue could answer, Cole's phone was ringing. They looked at each other in surprise.
"Do you think, it's already Kirk Landon?" Prue asked in disbelief and cast a quick look at the watch. "At this time?"
Cole shrugged his shoulders and searched among his clothes for the phone. "I've no idea, but we'll find out soon." He said and answered the call.
First Cole didn't hear anything, but then a low voice whispered. "I've found your number, but I ... I ..."
"Are you Kirk Landon?" Cole asked quickly.
"Yes, oh my god, it's so terrible. I remember everything again. What did they do to me?" His voice cracked.
"Be quiet, calm down." Cole tried to calm him down, although it was rather unlikely that it would work.
"Be quiet?" Prue asked soundless. Cole could talk, the poor guy was a zombie! She shook her head and reached out for the phone.
But Cole turned around and continued holding the phone firmly in his hand. "Where are you now?" he wanted to know.
"I'm in the camp. I sneaked out of my room and I found a phone of a guard." Landon explained. "But what shall I do now? What shall I do?" He asked desperately.
"Don't worry, we'll take care about it." Cole informed him immediately. Luckily Prue was sitting behind his back so that he couldn't see her unbelieving look, which nearly daggers at him. "Will anyone pick you up tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is Saturday, isn't it?" Landon wanted to know and when Cole agreed, he continued. "They'll take us to the fields later. But I can't tell you exactly, where it is." He said and went on in a trembling voice. "Oh no, someone is coming. I'll have to hang up now, otherwise they could catch me."
The connection ended abruptly and Cole looked at the phone thoughtfully. "What difference would it make? I mean, he is already dead." He said and shook his head, then he turned to Prue.
"Why didn't you hand over the phone to me?" She asked angrily. "I would have been able to talk more sensitive to him."
"It wasn't the question, who is more sensitive." Cole made it clear. "He didn't have much time and I wanted to use it."
Prue sighed. "Okay, but what did he say?"
"He is able to remember his past again and he has removed a guard's phone to call us. But then he had to hang up suddenly." Cole explained and grinned triumphantly. "What did I tell you? Salted peanuts are the solution!"
"Yes, okay." Prue said hardly interested and tried to think about it. "But how can he help us along?"
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "He has told me, that they'll take him to a field on Saturday."
"Then we'll have to stop the bus somehow. And then we'll try to rescue Landon and even better all zombies." Prue determined.
"But how?" Cole wanted to know and looked at Prue thoughtfully. "It wouldn't be good, if Morgan found out about it too quickly. Otherwise he could deposite the bottles with the zombie's souls somewhere else. And I can't exclude that Morgan would be able to exercise some kind of power on them, because of the locked up souls, even if the zombies can remember again."
"And they won't find peace without their souls." Prue agreed.
"Yes, that's true." Cole said. "The salt just helps the zombies to get back their consciousness. But it doesn't break Morgan's curse."
Prue sighed and looked out of the window. "Okay, we've got to go whether we like it or not." She decided. "We'll have to go for the bottles."
"Now? Of course you're joking." Cole looked at her searching. "You don't want to tell me, that you'd like to go there in the middle of the night, do you?" He asked and to his regret he already knew the answer.
"Well yesterday I also set off in the middle of the night to rescue you." Prue informed him.
"That's something else. I mean, we are talking about me." Cole gave her an annoyed look. "But to help zombies? Do you really think it is necessary?"
"Of course it is." Prue explained firmly. "Okay, I'll ask Amy, if she'll sleep on the sofa in Danny's room. And I'll give her a few bottles to blow-up demons." She started to plan. "As you can see, the risks are insurable."
"Okay, when you say so." Cole said sarcastically and shook his head in resignation. "But I've no choice, have I? So let's go." He got off and searched for his clothes on the ground. But when he reached the door, Prue stopped im once again.
"Cole, you forgot your shirt." She reminded him with a smile. She didn't face the fact, yet that apart from her things his things were also lying around in her room.
Cole stopped and turned around to her. "No I didn't." He informed her and smiled broadly. "I leave it lying here so that you can sew on the buttons again." He said and left the room quickly.
Prue looked after him angrily. "You've got a long wait coming." She murmured and threw the shirt onto her armchair. But she wouldn't get worked up about it. Clara would do it on Monday, she decided. Satisfied
she got ready and told Amy, who was half-asleep, that she should move in Danny's room for this night.
When Prue arrived downstairs, Cole was already ready and waited for her impatiently. "We'll have to find a wire cutter somewhere." Prue said resolutely. I definitely won't wade through this muddy river again."
"Mm, there are all kind of things in the garage, aren't there?" Cole asked and they left the house to search for a suitable cutter in the garage.
After a while Prue found an old wire cutter. It looked rather rusted, but otherwise it seemed to be intact. Although it was rather heavy, Prue decided to take it with them, because she was convinced, that it would do its job.
"If you say so." Cole shrugged his shoulders and picked it up. But to his surprise it was more heavy, than he had thought. So he had to set if off again.
Prue gave him a sceptical look. "What's going on? You won't tell me, that it's too heavy for you, will you?" She asked with a sneering smile.
Cole picked it up once again, without batting an eyelid this time. "Nonsense. What do you think of me?" He asked cooly and carried the heavy cutter to the car, so that they could finally set off.
"Well I'm getting used to be on the way in the middle of the night." Prue said after they drove along the streets for a while. Although it was late in the night, it seemed as if the town was never sleeping, countless tourists were on the streets, but of course it wasn't as crowded and muggy as it was by day.
"But it's the time for dark figures." Cole pointed out.
"Mm, I'm not afraid of them." Prue explained not very impressed. "And besides, you can meet many of them by day, too."
"Yes, but nevertheless you have the advantage, that you can see them." Cole said, while they drove on a rather empty highway into the darkness.
Prue shrugged her shoulders. "Sometimes even the light doesn't help you." She explained while she looked through the window. "When will we reach Bogalusa?"
"We'll be there, soon." Cole said.
"Okay, great, they we'll have to turn right to a field path." Prue told him and looked out of the window to find it.
"Well, there are a lot of field paths, Prue." Cole told her sceptically. "Are you sure, that you'll find the right one? It's pitch-dark here."
"Don't worry, I'll recognize it." Prue confirmed him and found the way without any problems. Soon later they drove along a dusty field path. "We'll have to go on until we'll reach a little wood. But don't stop too late, otherwise we'll end up directly in front of Belva's house."
"I'd say none of us wants that." Cole said smiling and parked the car hidden under some trees. They got off and looked around carefully. After the headlights didn't shine anymore, it was completely dark, not even the moon was shining to show them the way.
"Do you know exactly, which way we'll have to take?" Cole asked sceptically.
Prue nodded, despite of the darkness. "Of course, straight on to a fence. So come on, let's go." She switched on her flashlight and tried to find the path to the fence. They got on slowly.
Cole followed her, he held a flashlight in one hand and the old wire cutter in the other hand. Finally he put it on his shoulder.
"Look out, that you won't stumble over a root. Because you could kill me with the wire cutter." Prue informed him, when she heart Cole cursing behind her.
"Don't worry, I think I'd rather kill myself." Cole explained in an ironical voice and took down the wire cutter, which just got stuck on a deep hanging branch.
"Okay, if nothing worse can happen." Prue said less impressed and let the ray of her flashlight shining over the path. "But nothing doing. We have already reached the fence." She walked straight on quickly and reached the barbed wire fence to Belva's property. Prue shone the flashlight on the neighbour site. "Bushes and shrubs, as I've expected." She sighed. "We have to go on a little bit to find a fairly open area." She explained.
"A you wish." Cole answered calmly.
Soon later, Prue stopped and Cole was relieved, that he could finally drop the wire cutter onto the ground.
"It should be possible here." Prue said and shone her flashlight on the other side again. "Here is enough space and the tree there will just hide us." She explained and wanted to take the cutter, but Cole got in first.
"I'll do it." He said resolutely and took the wire cutter away from Prue, to cut the wires of the fence in two.
Prue stepped aside with a shrug and shone her flashlight on the fence. After some minutes, Cole was ready and opened the fence. "Okay and what will we do now?" He asked.
"We have to fight our way to the cellar window. I didn't close it last time and luckily Belva haven't noticed it, yet." Prue explained and didn't lose time to get on the other side.
Cole followed her and together they walked along the trees and bushes to the dark building. It was unearthly silent and they could just hear their own steps and the noise, when they pushed the branches aside.
When they came closer to the house, Prue searched for the cellar window. "There it is." She explained and kneeled down in front of it. She tried to open it and was relieved to find out, that she could open it easily. It seemed as if Belva hasn't entered the cellar in the meantime. Thoughtfully Prue looked up at Cole, but she couldn't see him very well in the darkness. "The window is rather narrow. I don't think, that you can manage to squeeze through it." She said sceptically.
"And why do you remember only now?" Cole asked angrily and kneeled down beside her. "Then we'll have to find another way to enter the building."
"Nonsense. I'll go into the cellar and then I'll give the bottles up to you. No problem at all." She explained firmly and put her legs into the narrow window.
"Prue, wait." Cole held her arm. "You don't know, what's waiting for you down there." He said anxiously.
"Nothing. Belva doesn't know, that we are here." She explained optimistically, because actually she also didn't want to crawl into the dark cellar, but she had no choice. "I'll manage it." she tried to convince him and herself.
"Okay." Cole let her go hesitatingly and tried to make her out in the darkness. He listened intently and could hear, when she landed on the ground.
"That's strange." Prue said in a low voice. "Where is the statue?" She wondered. Cole moved closer to the window and tried to see inside of the cellar, when suddenly he heard Prue screaming.
"Will you let me go, if you don't mind." She shouted and soon later Cole heard something rattling.
"What's going on Prue?" Cole asked on alert and shone his flashlight in the cellar. He was shocked, when he made out Prue holding her wounded arm, while a demon was lying among a broken cupboard. Immediately Cole formed an energy ball and threw it on the demon, who just wanted to stand up again.
Prue was grateful to see him burning to death. "He has caught me by surprise and then he has tried to kill me with his athame." She explained angrily and walked to the knife, lying on the ground. She had pushed it away from the demon just before it was his turn. "He wasn't very powerful and he just hurt my arm, but..." before she could go on talking, the cellar door was opened and more demons appeared on the stairs.
"Duck!" Cole shouted from the window and took care of both of them, before they could enter the cellar.
Prue watched it thoughtfully, when another demon appeared behind her with an athame in his hand. Resolutely she threw him against the wall and stabbed him with the athame. It made her sick to pull it out of the demon again, because it was covered with a disgusting grey liquid, which was dripping on the ground and on her shoes. "Ugh! What kind of creatures were they?" She wondered, when another demon appeared in the cellar. Because of the light of Cole's flashlight and his energy balls she had the chance to take a close look of the demons. They weren't very big and extremely lean, their eyes were small and showed a mixture of wickedness and desperation. Prue grasped the knife and this time she also had no problems to vanquish the demons.
"They are Vultare, so-called power vulture." Cole explained in disgust, when he couldn't see any demon anymore. "Disgusting creatures, who are nearly powerless. They don't have any powerful demonical powers, therefore every kind of dark power has a strong attraction for them. They would do everything, if there was the slightest chance to get a scrap of this power."
"And Belva and her son have definitely a tremendous magnetism of dark power." Prue said thoughtfully and suddenly she pulled a face in pain. The wound on her arm hurt more than she really wanted.
"Is everything alright with you?" Cole asked anxiously.
Prue nodded. "I'm well. This beast has just hurt my arm." She explained and looked around. "But unfortunately Belva was already waiting for us, because everything is gone, the bottles and the thunder stones." She said and looked at the window. "And even the statue is gone."
"You should rather come here, let's vanish." Cole urged her. "Who knows what kind of surprises are still waiting for us. We should be prepared for the worst, because I don't believe that these harmless power vultures are her final weapon."
"Mm, but obviously Belva underestimates us." Prue said thoughtfully. "Let's go to the next window. You'll find it a bit away from here. It'll lead you to the corridor." She told him and walked to the stairs.
"Prue, wait. Where are you going?" Cole asked in resignation, because she already left the cellar, without turning around again. He sighed and stood up to fight his way through the bushes to reach the next window.
Prue has already opened the window and looked at him asking. "Hurry up, it's quiet here." She explained firmly. "I won't miss the chance to search her house."
Cole climbed into the window reluctantly. "As you've already noticed, Belva is waiting for us. So you won't believe that she is stupid enough, to leave anything important here for us."
Prue shrugged her shoulders. "She already was stupid enough to believe, that she could stop us with her abject power vulture." She informed him.
"Mm." Cole couldn't deny, that he was curious to take a close look of Belva's house, too. "But your arm. Is everything alright with you?" He wanted to know first and stepped closer to her.
Prue turned around quickly. "It's nothing, just a scratch. So come on."
"Okay, there's no harm in it, is there?" He wondered finally and followed
Prue along the corridor.
When they arrived at the end, there was a small staircase to the first floor to the left and an entrance hall to the right. They walked to the hall carefully and entered a rather neglected kitchen. It didn't look like it was used very often. Nothing was standing around anywhere, the dishes and all pots and pans were standing on their right place on the shelves or inside of the cupboards.
Prue and Cole looked around and finally they entered the hall to check the other rooms. Most of them looked rather uninhabited and parts of the furniture were even covered with blankets. There was only one room with a worn-out sofa seemed to be used more often. An old television was standing in the edge, but there weren't any newspapers, journals or other things lying on the table. Disappointed they left the room again and entered the hall to go upstairs to the first floor.
"I'll look around in the rooms on the left side, while you'll check the right side." Prue suggested, when they arrived in the corridor. "Then we'll be ready sooner."
Cole nodded and started to inspect the first room. But he just found an nearly empty room, he glanced at the covered furniture and left the room again to enter the next one. At the end of the corridor he finally found an interesting room. He opened the door and entered a bedroom, somebody had used not long ago. Cole looked around rather interested.
Meanwhile Prue checked the rooms on the other side. There was one unoccupied room after the other, but finally she entered an old fashioned bath room. Prue looked around and saw a glass with a toothbrush on the shelf over the wash basin and a soap lying beside the tap. Prue opened the mirrored cupboard curiously and found an old first-aid box in it. She took it in relief. "Better than nothing." She said and sat down on the toilet lid to bandage her arm. The glue of the sticking plaster didn't hold very well anymore, therefore it was nearly impossible for her to fix the bandage with only one hand. She sighed angrily, when she suddenly heard Cole, calling her name.
After Cole had inspected the bedroom, he went back to the corridor to look for Prue, but he couldn't find her anywhere.
"I'm here!" He finally heard her voice from one room. Cole walked to it and opened the door. "Oh, here you keep hiding yourself." he said and looked around curiously. "Did you find anything?" He wanted to know, before he realized, what she was busy with bandaging her arm.
"No, absolutely nothing." Prue said and sighed, she was frustrated, because she didn't succeed to fix her bandage.
Cole kneeled beside her with a smile on his face and took the bandage away from her. "It's annoying, if you can't call your whitelighter whenever you need him, isn't it?" He asked in amusement, while he fixed the bandage
without any problems.
"This scratch won't get me down." Prue explained resolutely and was fascinated to watch him bandaging her up masterly. "But I've one question, where did you learn this?" She wondered.
"Oh, you'll also have to learn something like this, if you can't call a helpful Leo all the time." He informed her shrugging his shoulders.
"You won't like to tell me, that you need something like this in the underworld, will you?" Prue asked sarcastically. "It's hard to believe."
"Just believe it." Cole said calmly.
Prue inspected her bandage thoughtfully, before she looked up at Cole again. "Who knows." She began smiling. "But contrary to all expectations, you'll perhaps turn into a kind of a man of my dreams in future."
"And I thought, that I already am the man of your dreams for a long time." He said grinning and got up again. "Come on, I want to show you something." He held out his hand for her and led her along the corridor. Together they entered the opposite room.
Prue looked around curiously. "At least an occupied room." She said in surprise and walked to the wardrobe. "Belva's bedroom, I suppose."
Cole nodded and watched Prue inspecting the empty wardrobe. "All her clothes are gone." He informed her and walked to the chest of drawers. "But funnily enough she has forgotten something." He held some golden bangles out for her.
"Where did you find them?" Prue asked in surprise and took the bangles.
"They were in the gap of the armchair there." He explained and pointed at the old wing chair with a worn-out blanket lying on it. "Actually I'd say, that Belva would pay more attention to her jewellery, because they aren't cheap."
"That's right, but well she is sticking rich." Prue said and took a close look of the golden bangles. They looked familiar to her, as if she had seen them not long ago, she thought about it and finally she looked up sadly. "Or they don't belong to Belva."
"That's possible." Cole said and looked at her asking. "But do you know, who is the owner?"
"Yes, I fear I know it." Prue explained and sat down on the bed. "I'm relatively sure, that Zadie wore them yesterday."
"Mm." thoughtfully Cole sat down on the wing chair again and inspected the gaps. "Perhaps she had been here to talk to her sister. You told me, that she wanted to stop her sister, didn't you?"
"Yes, but she wanted to go to a secret place and I can't believe that this place is Belva's house." Prue explained calmly, although she felt queasy. She hoped nothing worse had happened to Zadie. "But what could have happened, if Belva already knew, that her sister would like to fight against her? She would step in immediately, wouldn't she? And well, Zadie's house was burgled."
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps it was only a camouflage. The burglars just planned to get Zadie to take her to Belva." He supposed, when his fingers suddenly got hold of something. It felt like paper and he pulled it out of the gap carefully. "Madame Zadie - Voodoo Priestess - I can help you in all situation in life." Cole read and took a close look of the business card. "Somebody has underlined help." He found out and looked at Prue.
"Okay, if Zadie was really here, I just hope, Belva didn't go too far." Prue said thoughtfully.
"I wouldn't count on it." Cole said cynically.
"Even if Belva turns to the dark Voodoo magic, Zadie is still her sister, Cole." Prue tried to convince him and even herself.
"If you turn to evil, it won't count anymore." Cole said and looked at the business card again. "And her son will go to any lengths to reach his goal."
"According to Zadie, Belva would do everything for her son." Prue supposed. "I fear, you could be right, but I don't want to believe it."
Cole still looked at the word 'help' on the card, which was underlined with a lilac liquid. Thoughtfully he stood up and took the blanket away. Countless lilac spots came to light. "It looks like Belva has turned Zadie into one of her little robots." Cole said furiously and looked at Prue. "These spots have the same colour as the potion Morgan wanted to make me drink to become a Zombie."
"Oh no." Prue jumped up in frustration and walked to the chair. "That can't be true. Zadie is powerful, probably she knocked down the potion to rescue herself."
"It's possible." Cole said but it sounded differently.
"Don't be so pessimistic. Zadie is strong and I still don't want to take into consideration that Belva is able to turn her into a Zombie." Prue finally said.
After they couldn't find anything else, they left the house soon later and fought they way back to the fence. When they reached the gap, Prue looked around once again. "Somehow I don't think, that Belva was expecting us." She tried to bring everything together. "She knew, that Zadie was up to something. So she let her affectionate power vultares guarding her house, in case that somebody will come here."
"Do you think, she knows, that I'm free again?" Cole wanted to know.
"I don't know, in any case there were such a lot of thunder stones, that she won't notice immediately, if one of them is gone." Prue explained and climbed on the other side. "And besides she even didn't mark them. I've no idea, how she is able to find the right stone." She said thoughtfully.
"Do you think, only you are able to do it?" Cole asked smiling, while he picked up the wire cutter from the ground.
"I've felt it Cole." Prue informed him, while they walked back to their car. "And I can hardly believe, that Belva feels something for her locked-up demons."
"An interesting picture, that Belva could be wild about one of her demons." Cole said in amusement and added thoughtfully. "Or perhaps she is able to feel the power of every demon she has locked up in a thunder stone."
"Oh, then I'm sure you were a deep disappointment for her." Prue explained grinning, while she unlocked the car.
"Well Belva and her disgusting son shouldn't start to celebrate too soon." Cole said cooly, while he stowed away the wire cutter.
"Yes! I know from my own personal experience." Prue explained rather composed. "Nobody should underrate you, that could be dangerous."
Cole looked at her grinning. "I can pay you the same compliment." He told her rather satisfied.
Prue gave him a sceptical look. "But it wasn't meant as a compliment." She informed him firmly.
"No?" Cole asked in surprise and walked towards Prue. "But I meant it this way." He explained firmly.
"That's all very well, but I didn't succeed to save Zadie." She said and there was a hint of frustration in her voice, when she turned around to the car. "Damn it!"
"Hey." Cole embraced her from behind. "You couldn't do anything, Prue." He told her calmly. "Zadie was able to take care of herself."
Prue leaned against him. "But it looks like she wasn't able to do it." She said disappointed. "And thereby I didn't want anything of this anymore. But I can't stand by and watch innocent suffering."
"Zombies?" Cole asked in a low voice.
"Certainly Zombies, too. Finally they didn't harm anyone and they definitely didn't ask Morgan to turn them into his slaves." Prue explained.
"We'll defeat Belva and her son, that will be an easy job for us." He said encouraging.
"You are right." Prue said resolutely, thankful for his physical and moral support. "And I'm not alone." She told him in relief, she turned aside to kiss him slightly.
"No, you aren't ." Cole confirmed and hugged her tightly.
„I'm glad you told me." Prue smiled, but she freed herself reluctantly after a while. "We'll have to go home, I don't want to leave Danny and Amy alone in the house for too long."
Cole agreed and together they set off home.