Here's the next chapter. I only have 4 more weeks of school! Yay! Which means that I will be writing a lot of chapters for all of my stories. Just bear with be for the next 4 weeks. I'll try to write and add chapters as much as I can.
Here it is
Chapter 28-Two Losses and a Gain(couldn't think of another title)
Cole was now on the verge of insanity. His wife had less than three hours to wake up or else she never would, and there he was, sitting at home, letting time pass by.
Cole was sitting in the nursery watching Ben sleep. Prue walked in with Wyatt and Chris, trying to keep everyone together to keep Cole and Ben protected.
Cole dried his eyes and took the boys from Prue. Prue made a pleading look toward the bathroom.
"Go. We'll be fine, unless you would like for us to follow you in there," Cole said sarcastically, trying to hide his pain.
"Okay, but scream if you need me," she said walking to the bathroom, her eyes glancing back at Cole with every step she took.
Cole held the boys and let them peer into the crib where their sleeping cousin lay. Chris was too young to understand, but Wyatt seemed fascinated by the small infant.
"Baby," Wyatt said as he pointed.
"Yeah," Cole said. "Ben is your cousin."
Wyatt seemed to be thinking about these words.
"Ben. Cuz," he said.
"That's right," Cole told the toddler.
"Are we interrupting?" came a voice form behind them.
Cole quickly turned around.
"Prue," Cole screamed as he put Wyatt and Chris down. "Wyatt, orb," he instructed as he carefully woke up his newborn son.
Wyatt orbed himself and Chris to where their mother was.
"Okay, buddy, shimmer to auntie Piper," Cole tried to tell the infant, trying to get his son to safety. "Go to auntie Piper."
Prue was now in the room, a look of fiery anger in her eyes, as she tried to attack the Cleaners.
Ben shimmered out and Cole was hopeful for a moment, until he felt something land in his arms.
"Not daddy. Auntie Piper," he said again although it was clear that Ben was way too young to understand anything his father was saying.
"You can't fight us," the Cleaners said, looking at Prue.
"Like hell I can't," she said trying to fling him into the wall without success.
Cole held the bundle carefully and shimmered out.
Cole spent an hour shimmering from plane to plane, realm to realm, trying to save his son from being swept out of existence. He wouldn't let part of Phoebe be taken away. Even if Cole himself was taken, at least Pheobe would have their son to wake up to.
Wherever Cole shimmered, the Cleaners followed, though, able to track them down wherever they went.
Cole refused to give in to the inevitable. He had only been a father for a few days. He couldn't give in now. His son deserved a life-his first step, his first day of school, his first fight, first girlfriend. Cole would make sure his son got to experience these milestones even if it meant that he would never get to see him again. He would sacrifice his life for him.
Cole decided that he needed to stop running and to face the Cleaners in hope that he could negotiate with them. He shimmered to the Manor into the room where Prue and the boys were.
"Here, take him," Cole told Prue as he put the baby in her arms, knowing the Cleaners would arrive in a few seconds.
And they did.
"You can't escape. We always get what we come for," the eldest of the Cleaners said in a monotone voice.
"Just take me. Please, don't take him. He's an innocent. He hasn't done anything wrong," Cole pleaded.
The once powerful Belthazar was now begging. If his mother could see him now.
"The Charmed Ones will strip his powers. He can live as a mortal child. He deserves a chance. Just take me," Cole begged.
"We can't take that chance," another Cleaner said. "He's too powerful."
The Cleaners waved their hand and Cole disappeared. A moment later, the crying baby in Prue's arms was also gone.
Prue just stood there, tears streaming down her face, in shock. Her sister was dying and she just lost her brother and nephew.
"Cole! Ben!" Pheobe screamed, sitting up in her hospital bed, her heart pounding out of her chest.
It had felt like her heart had literally been ripped out and torn in half. Pheobe sat there, crying and clutching her heart.
So, how was it? For the ending I used the concept from the 150th episode that Cole talked about, how Piper dying would knock Leo out of whatever he was in. The loss of her love and her son shocked her out of her coma. Not very unique but whatever. Please review.