Disclaimer: I am not 'Charmed' enough to own any characters, with the
exception of an original one.
Summary: Cole learns some lessons. very, very AU, will eventually be Cole/Phoebe.
Author's notes: 1. Okay, I fully realize that Cole died in the show; this is just one way of possibly bringing him back.
First Charmed story so be nice.
""= Dialogue, ''= thoughts
Reviews: Yes, please, have absolutely no idea where this is going, this idea just kind of came to me.
Lessons Learned
Chapter #1
The woman bent her head in prayer over her hands. 'We need you to come back to us. The children miss their father, and I miss my husband. We need you now. Please God bring him back to us.' As she finished the prayer, she had been repeating daily, over his comatose body she reached out for his hand and gave it a squeeze with every hope he would squeeze back, and just like every other day in the previous 6 weeks he didn't respond. A tear slipped down her face, as she curled up in her chair by his bed and picked up her book and began reading. After an hour had passed she began to become bored with her book so she sat it down, and walked over to the window to look out. She let her gaze wander over the parked cars down below.
"mmmmmm." Came a noise from the bed.
"MMMMMM." The woman turned away from the window and moved to her husband.
"Shhhh, Shhhh, Shhh, honey it's gonna be okay. You need anything?" asked the woman, tears beginning to stream down her face.
"Water," her husband croaked out. The woman strode over to the hospital table, and picked up the pitcher and poured a glass. She held her husbands head up while she put the cup up to his lips. He spoke after he took a few sips.
"Who are you?" He demanded.
"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"What happened to me?" The questions came in rapid succession.
"You are Cole Turner attorney at law, and I am Arianna Matheny Turner. We've been happily married for 5 years now. We have two kids, a boy: Alexander Wyatt Turner, and a girl: Amelia Elizabeth Turner. As for what you're doing here, you were in a car accident about 6 weeks ago, you came here with internal bleeding, which the doctors weren't able to stop, and so you slipped into a coma. And now, I am going to find a doctor." Arianna turned on her heel and went to the nurse's station to find a doctor, leaving her husband to think on these new revelations.
Cole looked down at the hammered gold band on his ring finger. He had no recollection of when this marriage had happened, or when his children had been born. Or this supposed accident. All he knew for sure was that he could love this woman. The doctor came in, disturbing him from his thoughts.
"So I see you finally decided to grace us with your presence Mr. Turner. Glad to see you've finally woken up. I'm Doctor Thomas, your family doctor, here to do an examination" The doctor introduced himself and took his stethoscope out of his lab coat.
"What date is it today?" Dr. Thomas began by questioning him.
"April 15th 2003." Cole answered.
"No, June 12th." The Doctor corrected.
"Name?"
"Cole Turner."
"Wife's name?"
"Arianna Matheny Turner. She just introduced herself."
"I see." Dr. Thomas said speculatively, as he moved on the physical aspects of the examination. Fifteen minutes later, the Doctor left.
"How is my husband?" An eager Arianna asked.
"His physical injuries are fine, completely healed as a matter of fact. It's the mental state I'm worried about. He's suffered substantial memory loss, and to be perfectly honest with you, he may not get it back." Dr. Thomas told her. Arianna's blue eyes clouded over as she ran a hand through her black hair.
"Can, Can I take him home today?" Arianna finally asked.
"I see no reason why not, home may be the best place for him; people, and places he knows." Dr. Thomas said.
A radiant smile broke out across Arianna's face, "I have to go pick my children up, so I'll come pick him up later."
"I'll have the papers ready." Dr Thomas told her.
Arianna returned 2 hours later, as Cole stood dressed in jeans, and a sweater staring out the window. She stood gazing at her husband a moment as she surveyed his impressive figure standing in the window frame.
"Cole honey, it's time to go home, the kids are waiting." She told him after a moment's silence. Cole backed away from the window and turned to meet his wife's sparkling gaze.
'Yes I could learn to love her,' he thought to himself, turning to follow her out. He paused mutely as he signed his signature to the discharge papers, and then took his wife's hand as they exited the door. They got into a blue minivan and drove away from the hospital. Cole sat in silence and sullenly stared out the window, wishing it all looked familiar to him.
A few minutes later they drove past a rundown looking manor, its red paint chipped, and siding falling off, weeds twisted in the flowerbed, and vines grew around the eves. 'I think I know that place,' Cole thought to himself, as they drove past.
"Who lived there?" He asked.
"Three women, rumoured to be witches, one died, and I guess the place held too many memories, so the other two moved on. Our house is much, nicer." Arianna answered. The pair was silent until they got home. They were greeted with a chorus of:
"Welcome home daddy. We missed you." Amelia, and Alexander chorused in unison, as they ran to hug their daddy. Arianna looked on, blue eyes sparkling with happiness. Cole readily returned the affectionate hugs, as he stared straight ahead. Here he was at home with his beautiful wife, and two charming children, and he didn't remember them at all.
First Chapter done!
Want more, or is this enough for ya?
Reviews are most welcome
Peace Out
A.B.
Summary: Cole learns some lessons. very, very AU, will eventually be Cole/Phoebe.
Author's notes: 1. Okay, I fully realize that Cole died in the show; this is just one way of possibly bringing him back.
First Charmed story so be nice.
""= Dialogue, ''= thoughts
Reviews: Yes, please, have absolutely no idea where this is going, this idea just kind of came to me.
Lessons Learned
Chapter #1
The woman bent her head in prayer over her hands. 'We need you to come back to us. The children miss their father, and I miss my husband. We need you now. Please God bring him back to us.' As she finished the prayer, she had been repeating daily, over his comatose body she reached out for his hand and gave it a squeeze with every hope he would squeeze back, and just like every other day in the previous 6 weeks he didn't respond. A tear slipped down her face, as she curled up in her chair by his bed and picked up her book and began reading. After an hour had passed she began to become bored with her book so she sat it down, and walked over to the window to look out. She let her gaze wander over the parked cars down below.
"mmmmmm." Came a noise from the bed.
"MMMMMM." The woman turned away from the window and moved to her husband.
"Shhhh, Shhhh, Shhh, honey it's gonna be okay. You need anything?" asked the woman, tears beginning to stream down her face.
"Water," her husband croaked out. The woman strode over to the hospital table, and picked up the pitcher and poured a glass. She held her husbands head up while she put the cup up to his lips. He spoke after he took a few sips.
"Who are you?" He demanded.
"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"What happened to me?" The questions came in rapid succession.
"You are Cole Turner attorney at law, and I am Arianna Matheny Turner. We've been happily married for 5 years now. We have two kids, a boy: Alexander Wyatt Turner, and a girl: Amelia Elizabeth Turner. As for what you're doing here, you were in a car accident about 6 weeks ago, you came here with internal bleeding, which the doctors weren't able to stop, and so you slipped into a coma. And now, I am going to find a doctor." Arianna turned on her heel and went to the nurse's station to find a doctor, leaving her husband to think on these new revelations.
Cole looked down at the hammered gold band on his ring finger. He had no recollection of when this marriage had happened, or when his children had been born. Or this supposed accident. All he knew for sure was that he could love this woman. The doctor came in, disturbing him from his thoughts.
"So I see you finally decided to grace us with your presence Mr. Turner. Glad to see you've finally woken up. I'm Doctor Thomas, your family doctor, here to do an examination" The doctor introduced himself and took his stethoscope out of his lab coat.
"What date is it today?" Dr. Thomas began by questioning him.
"April 15th 2003." Cole answered.
"No, June 12th." The Doctor corrected.
"Name?"
"Cole Turner."
"Wife's name?"
"Arianna Matheny Turner. She just introduced herself."
"I see." Dr. Thomas said speculatively, as he moved on the physical aspects of the examination. Fifteen minutes later, the Doctor left.
"How is my husband?" An eager Arianna asked.
"His physical injuries are fine, completely healed as a matter of fact. It's the mental state I'm worried about. He's suffered substantial memory loss, and to be perfectly honest with you, he may not get it back." Dr. Thomas told her. Arianna's blue eyes clouded over as she ran a hand through her black hair.
"Can, Can I take him home today?" Arianna finally asked.
"I see no reason why not, home may be the best place for him; people, and places he knows." Dr. Thomas said.
A radiant smile broke out across Arianna's face, "I have to go pick my children up, so I'll come pick him up later."
"I'll have the papers ready." Dr Thomas told her.
Arianna returned 2 hours later, as Cole stood dressed in jeans, and a sweater staring out the window. She stood gazing at her husband a moment as she surveyed his impressive figure standing in the window frame.
"Cole honey, it's time to go home, the kids are waiting." She told him after a moment's silence. Cole backed away from the window and turned to meet his wife's sparkling gaze.
'Yes I could learn to love her,' he thought to himself, turning to follow her out. He paused mutely as he signed his signature to the discharge papers, and then took his wife's hand as they exited the door. They got into a blue minivan and drove away from the hospital. Cole sat in silence and sullenly stared out the window, wishing it all looked familiar to him.
A few minutes later they drove past a rundown looking manor, its red paint chipped, and siding falling off, weeds twisted in the flowerbed, and vines grew around the eves. 'I think I know that place,' Cole thought to himself, as they drove past.
"Who lived there?" He asked.
"Three women, rumoured to be witches, one died, and I guess the place held too many memories, so the other two moved on. Our house is much, nicer." Arianna answered. The pair was silent until they got home. They were greeted with a chorus of:
"Welcome home daddy. We missed you." Amelia, and Alexander chorused in unison, as they ran to hug their daddy. Arianna looked on, blue eyes sparkling with happiness. Cole readily returned the affectionate hugs, as he stared straight ahead. Here he was at home with his beautiful wife, and two charming children, and he didn't remember them at all.
First Chapter done!
Want more, or is this enough for ya?
Reviews are most welcome
Peace Out
A.B.