Disclaimer: The only character I own, is Arianna, the rest aren't mine.
Summary: see chapter #1
Author's notes: 1. My apologies for the lack of updates, changing addresses, and then had computer problems
2. ""= Dialogue, ''= thoughts
Reviews: Yes Please
Chapter #5, A.U.
Jason Dean gazed out the window over San Francisco downtown of his 11th floor office. He let his gaze wander to the streets below. His thoughts wandered too, towards the rather chaotic state of his life. His marriage broke up; he was going broke due to bad investments. And he was fighting for custody of his daughter. He bit his pen thoughtfully, as he tried to work through the finances of the newspaper. He glanced up at the clock, which read 8:30 pm. It was rare now, for him to even go home before 10. He shrugged and went back to work. About ten minutes later, he glanced up, as he heard the sound of a door closing. 'That's odd, I should be the only one here' he thought, as he rose from behind his desk, and opened his office door.
"Hello" he called out into the darkness. 'It must have been the Janitor or something.' He thought, as he went back into his office. He shut the door, and sat back down at his desk.
"Looking for me." A voice from the shadows asked.
"Identify yourself, or I'll call security."
"Let's just say we have someone in common." the voice answered.
"Who?"
"Look at your wedding ring." The voice answered.
"Phoebe."
"Why don't we tell the man what he's won." The voice answered, as Cole stepped out of the shadows.
" Are you some kind of enforcer?" Jason asked, his confusion evident on his face.
"Worse, I'm her lawyer." Cole answered.
"How is that worse?" Jason asked.
"At least you're not dead." Cole responded.
"What are you here for anyway?" Jason asked
"I'm here to try and get you to drop the custody suit. Phoebe realizes she was wrong to put Alana in danger. She loves the child, and she needs her." Cole said.
"I don't give a damn about what Phoebe wants, or what Phoebe needs. She put my child in danger without a second thought." Jason replied.
"How did she put Alana in danger?" Cole asked.
"She's a witch for goodness sakes. For all I know she could place spells on the child that would make her do all sorts of things, even kill." Jason responded.
"I guess you never knew your wife very well." Cole said his voice growing colder.
"You know come to think of it, you're right. I never did know her very well. She never let me know her very well. She knew everything about me, and I knew next to nothing about her." Jason bitterly said.
"She did that to keep you safe. Because if you knew, unseen forces would come after you as a way of getting to her. And she didn't want that type of life. She wanted to be normal." Cole justified.
"Is normal lying to your husband?" Is normal killing your brother-in-law?" Jason paused before continuing.
"You know what he said before she murdered him? He said that we were wrong together. That she was a bad mother to Alana. He accused her of sleeping around. And I defended her. I defended that bitch. Then she killed my brother. I hope that bitch rots in hell" He finished bitterly. Cole took a step towards Jason, and moved to start picking him up off the ground. He set him down again.
"You know, you really aren't worth it." He threw Jason back on his chair, and stalked out the door.
He shimmered back to the office to pick up the car, and drove home. Cole walked through the door to see Arianna move to take a plate out of the fridge and place the microwave. 'I don't deserve this.' He thought again to himself. Arianna greeted him with a smile.
"I'm sorry I'm late, I started a new case today, and the research took me overtime." Cole explained, as he moved to sit down in a kitchen chair.
"It's okay, really. I'm used to having a selfless husband." Arianna chuckled as she walked over, and set the plate in front of him.
"The kids are both asleep. I told them you'd be in to kiss them good night after you got home." Arianna said sitting down across from him. He ate in silence, and afterwards carried his plate over to the dishwasher. He gazed at his wife, taking in her long black hair, and radiant blue eyes. Even after the birth of two children, she still had an amazing figure, all curves, and legs, which even her current outfit of jeans and a sweater couldn't hide. 'Whoever this guy is, he is one lucky S.O.B.' He thought to himself.
"I want to do some reading before bed, so I'll be up in a bit." He told her.
"Okay, don't forget to kiss the kids." She reminded, as she went upstairs. He left the kitchen, and made his way to his study, where he sat in his leather chair. He picked up his file on Jason Dean, and began to read.
'Yale grad in Journalism.' 'Father owned several businesses. Died a mysterious death when son was only 18.'
Interesting, the kid was a young prodigy. Cole thought to himself, as he flipped to the financial records. 'Now things begin to get interesting.' He thought, glancing over the figures. Wait, this can't be right. All the businesses currently held by Dean's family are loosing money. But why?
C.O.S. Jason's office.
"I think you may want to stop now." A woman tapped an elegant fingernail on the desk waiting for him to look up, which he did.
"What now." He responded in an annoyed tone.
"You're not ready yet to take on Belthazar. Your anger has shown itself to quickly, and way to beat Belthazar is to control it." She told him.
"But. I thought that's what you wanted. Anger. I want those powers; I need those powers to beat my whore of an ex-wife. You know how powerful she is." Jason whined.
"Then you will listen to me." the woman responded.
"Yes my lady." Jason meekly replied.
So there it is. Another chapter has been written. Please let me know through your reviews if you want me to continue on my crazy little adventure. Peace out, and happy reading. A.B.
Summary: see chapter #1
Author's notes: 1. My apologies for the lack of updates, changing addresses, and then had computer problems
2. ""= Dialogue, ''= thoughts
Reviews: Yes Please
Chapter #5, A.U.
Jason Dean gazed out the window over San Francisco downtown of his 11th floor office. He let his gaze wander to the streets below. His thoughts wandered too, towards the rather chaotic state of his life. His marriage broke up; he was going broke due to bad investments. And he was fighting for custody of his daughter. He bit his pen thoughtfully, as he tried to work through the finances of the newspaper. He glanced up at the clock, which read 8:30 pm. It was rare now, for him to even go home before 10. He shrugged and went back to work. About ten minutes later, he glanced up, as he heard the sound of a door closing. 'That's odd, I should be the only one here' he thought, as he rose from behind his desk, and opened his office door.
"Hello" he called out into the darkness. 'It must have been the Janitor or something.' He thought, as he went back into his office. He shut the door, and sat back down at his desk.
"Looking for me." A voice from the shadows asked.
"Identify yourself, or I'll call security."
"Let's just say we have someone in common." the voice answered.
"Who?"
"Look at your wedding ring." The voice answered.
"Phoebe."
"Why don't we tell the man what he's won." The voice answered, as Cole stepped out of the shadows.
" Are you some kind of enforcer?" Jason asked, his confusion evident on his face.
"Worse, I'm her lawyer." Cole answered.
"How is that worse?" Jason asked.
"At least you're not dead." Cole responded.
"What are you here for anyway?" Jason asked
"I'm here to try and get you to drop the custody suit. Phoebe realizes she was wrong to put Alana in danger. She loves the child, and she needs her." Cole said.
"I don't give a damn about what Phoebe wants, or what Phoebe needs. She put my child in danger without a second thought." Jason replied.
"How did she put Alana in danger?" Cole asked.
"She's a witch for goodness sakes. For all I know she could place spells on the child that would make her do all sorts of things, even kill." Jason responded.
"I guess you never knew your wife very well." Cole said his voice growing colder.
"You know come to think of it, you're right. I never did know her very well. She never let me know her very well. She knew everything about me, and I knew next to nothing about her." Jason bitterly said.
"She did that to keep you safe. Because if you knew, unseen forces would come after you as a way of getting to her. And she didn't want that type of life. She wanted to be normal." Cole justified.
"Is normal lying to your husband?" Is normal killing your brother-in-law?" Jason paused before continuing.
"You know what he said before she murdered him? He said that we were wrong together. That she was a bad mother to Alana. He accused her of sleeping around. And I defended her. I defended that bitch. Then she killed my brother. I hope that bitch rots in hell" He finished bitterly. Cole took a step towards Jason, and moved to start picking him up off the ground. He set him down again.
"You know, you really aren't worth it." He threw Jason back on his chair, and stalked out the door.
He shimmered back to the office to pick up the car, and drove home. Cole walked through the door to see Arianna move to take a plate out of the fridge and place the microwave. 'I don't deserve this.' He thought again to himself. Arianna greeted him with a smile.
"I'm sorry I'm late, I started a new case today, and the research took me overtime." Cole explained, as he moved to sit down in a kitchen chair.
"It's okay, really. I'm used to having a selfless husband." Arianna chuckled as she walked over, and set the plate in front of him.
"The kids are both asleep. I told them you'd be in to kiss them good night after you got home." Arianna said sitting down across from him. He ate in silence, and afterwards carried his plate over to the dishwasher. He gazed at his wife, taking in her long black hair, and radiant blue eyes. Even after the birth of two children, she still had an amazing figure, all curves, and legs, which even her current outfit of jeans and a sweater couldn't hide. 'Whoever this guy is, he is one lucky S.O.B.' He thought to himself.
"I want to do some reading before bed, so I'll be up in a bit." He told her.
"Okay, don't forget to kiss the kids." She reminded, as she went upstairs. He left the kitchen, and made his way to his study, where he sat in his leather chair. He picked up his file on Jason Dean, and began to read.
'Yale grad in Journalism.' 'Father owned several businesses. Died a mysterious death when son was only 18.'
Interesting, the kid was a young prodigy. Cole thought to himself, as he flipped to the financial records. 'Now things begin to get interesting.' He thought, glancing over the figures. Wait, this can't be right. All the businesses currently held by Dean's family are loosing money. But why?
C.O.S. Jason's office.
"I think you may want to stop now." A woman tapped an elegant fingernail on the desk waiting for him to look up, which he did.
"What now." He responded in an annoyed tone.
"You're not ready yet to take on Belthazar. Your anger has shown itself to quickly, and way to beat Belthazar is to control it." She told him.
"But. I thought that's what you wanted. Anger. I want those powers; I need those powers to beat my whore of an ex-wife. You know how powerful she is." Jason whined.
"Then you will listen to me." the woman responded.
"Yes my lady." Jason meekly replied.
So there it is. Another chapter has been written. Please let me know through your reviews if you want me to continue on my crazy little adventure. Peace out, and happy reading. A.B.