Ah, the long awaited Part Two. I have completed 3 and 4, which will be up
soon, and part 5 is in the works. Don't disappear!
-CT
Darryl paused with his hands in front on the payphone. Who to call? Cole was
always a major button pusher for the girls, each in their own ways... so who was
he to tell about this? There was no way he could keep this a secret. Not Cole.
He knew that he should tell Phoebe, but considering her whole 'I must find the
father of my future child' phase, learning that her ex husband is still alive is not
going to sit well with her; Piper is pregnant now, and the last thing he wanted to
do was add to her stress- especially since he learnt the hard way how grumpy
she can be when she was with child; Paige had a huge grudge against Cole,
after all he did and Leo was still reeling from finding out that Chris is his son, and
that he hate him.
The only one of the family that was least likely to freak would be Chris... but he
was most likely to go on a tangent about Cole being the demon to turn Wyatt.
I swear, if I have to hear that one more time, I'm going to give Chris a black eye
Darryl thought. Since Leo wasn't going to be much of a help, he knew that his
only chance was Paige. At least she couldn't accidentally vanquish him.
Darryl hastily dialled Paige's mobile number, and waited impatiently as the phone
rang.
"Paige Matthews." Paige answered the phone, her voice slightly breathless.
Darryl didn't really want to think about what he may have interrupted,
"Paige, its Darryl." Paige frowned at Darryl's tone of voice,
"What's wrong?"
"I need you to come down to San Francisco Memorial as soon as you can. It's
important."
"What?" Paige's eyes widened. Why the hospital? "Are my sisters alright?"
"They're fine. It isn't about them. Just come here, and I'll explain."
"Okay, I'll meet you in the main parking lot in about 20 minutes."
Paige hung up and frowned again. Darryl normally sounded panicked- it was just
his personality- but right now he seemed more freaked out than usual. Compared
to how he had been made his reaction when he was attacked by the warriors that
followed them out of Valhalla earlier this year seem like a brisk walk. Something
really bad must have happened... but what?
"Matthews!" Paige's newest boss loomed over her. She jumped. She had been
so glad when the temp agency had assigned her to work at a children's help
hotline, but her boss was a total ass wipe. It surprised her that this idiot was
actually good at giving advice... despite the fact that most of the callers found
him really creepy. She plastered a smile on her face,
"Yes sir?"
"Instead of staring into space and making personal calls, it may make sense that
you do some work!"
"I'm sorry, but there's an emergency and I have to go."
"What?" her boss started to go red. Man, this guy had a short temper!
"I'll be back in an hour or two- I won't take a lunch break today, okay?" Without
waiting for an answer, Paige left. She knew that there would be hell to pay when
she got back, but she'd rather be fired than leave a friend hanging.
"Hey, Darryl!" Paige chirped as she climbed out of her cute, green, VW Beetle,
"What's going on?"
"I need you to come with me." Darryl led Paige into the hospital. Now she was
getting really worried,
"Are you okay? What's happened?"
"If I told you, you would not believe me. You need to see for yourself."
Within a few minutes, Darryl and Paige were up in 304a. Morgan had
already been moved to another room, and a curtain concealed the other bed.
Paige sighed with a mixture of relief and annoyance,
"You dragged me out of work to see an empty room?" Darryl shook his head
grimly,
"It isn't empty." Darryl led her around the pink curtain, and watched as a look of
shock and anger appeared on her face as she took in the image of Cole in front
of her.
"Oh my God!"
"Paige- are you-"
"I need to sit down." Paige stated and fell onto the unfortunately cheery yellow
chair near the window.
"Are you okay?"
"Am I okay?" Paige repeated, "I'm sitting in the same room as the man who broke
my sister's heart and tried to kill me! Do you think that I'm okay? And, you know,
this whole 'Cole is still alive' thing is getting really really old!" Paige put her head
in her hands in attempt to collect her bearings.
"Paige?"
"What?" Paige snapped as she looked up at Darryl, who had a confused look on
his face. His brows knitted together,
"I didn't say any..." Darryl trailed off and turned around. Paige followed his line of
vision and stood up defensively, her body tense.
For the first time in over a year, Cole was fully conscious.
Darryl paused with his hands in front on the payphone. Who to call? Cole was
always a major button pusher for the girls, each in their own ways... so who was
he to tell about this? There was no way he could keep this a secret. Not Cole.
He knew that he should tell Phoebe, but considering her whole 'I must find the
father of my future child' phase, learning that her ex husband is still alive is not
going to sit well with her; Piper is pregnant now, and the last thing he wanted to
do was add to her stress- especially since he learnt the hard way how grumpy
she can be when she was with child; Paige had a huge grudge against Cole,
after all he did and Leo was still reeling from finding out that Chris is his son, and
that he hate him.
The only one of the family that was least likely to freak would be Chris... but he
was most likely to go on a tangent about Cole being the demon to turn Wyatt.
I swear, if I have to hear that one more time, I'm going to give Chris a black eye
Darryl thought. Since Leo wasn't going to be much of a help, he knew that his
only chance was Paige. At least she couldn't accidentally vanquish him.
Darryl hastily dialled Paige's mobile number, and waited impatiently as the phone
rang.
"Paige Matthews." Paige answered the phone, her voice slightly breathless.
Darryl didn't really want to think about what he may have interrupted,
"Paige, its Darryl." Paige frowned at Darryl's tone of voice,
"What's wrong?"
"I need you to come down to San Francisco Memorial as soon as you can. It's
important."
"What?" Paige's eyes widened. Why the hospital? "Are my sisters alright?"
"They're fine. It isn't about them. Just come here, and I'll explain."
"Okay, I'll meet you in the main parking lot in about 20 minutes."
Paige hung up and frowned again. Darryl normally sounded panicked- it was just
his personality- but right now he seemed more freaked out than usual. Compared
to how he had been made his reaction when he was attacked by the warriors that
followed them out of Valhalla earlier this year seem like a brisk walk. Something
really bad must have happened... but what?
"Matthews!" Paige's newest boss loomed over her. She jumped. She had been
so glad when the temp agency had assigned her to work at a children's help
hotline, but her boss was a total ass wipe. It surprised her that this idiot was
actually good at giving advice... despite the fact that most of the callers found
him really creepy. She plastered a smile on her face,
"Yes sir?"
"Instead of staring into space and making personal calls, it may make sense that
you do some work!"
"I'm sorry, but there's an emergency and I have to go."
"What?" her boss started to go red. Man, this guy had a short temper!
"I'll be back in an hour or two- I won't take a lunch break today, okay?" Without
waiting for an answer, Paige left. She knew that there would be hell to pay when
she got back, but she'd rather be fired than leave a friend hanging.
"Hey, Darryl!" Paige chirped as she climbed out of her cute, green, VW Beetle,
"What's going on?"
"I need you to come with me." Darryl led Paige into the hospital. Now she was
getting really worried,
"Are you okay? What's happened?"
"If I told you, you would not believe me. You need to see for yourself."
Within a few minutes, Darryl and Paige were up in 304a. Morgan had
already been moved to another room, and a curtain concealed the other bed.
Paige sighed with a mixture of relief and annoyance,
"You dragged me out of work to see an empty room?" Darryl shook his head
grimly,
"It isn't empty." Darryl led her around the pink curtain, and watched as a look of
shock and anger appeared on her face as she took in the image of Cole in front
of her.
"Oh my God!"
"Paige- are you-"
"I need to sit down." Paige stated and fell onto the unfortunately cheery yellow
chair near the window.
"Are you okay?"
"Am I okay?" Paige repeated, "I'm sitting in the same room as the man who broke
my sister's heart and tried to kill me! Do you think that I'm okay? And, you know,
this whole 'Cole is still alive' thing is getting really really old!" Paige put her head
in her hands in attempt to collect her bearings.
"Paige?"
"What?" Paige snapped as she looked up at Darryl, who had a confused look on
his face. His brows knitted together,
"I didn't say any..." Darryl trailed off and turned around. Paige followed his line of
vision and stood up defensively, her body tense.
For the first time in over a year, Cole was fully conscious.
