Thanx to Nathy1000000, Sorceress Cassandra180, Barb6and BadGirl21 for reviewing! Ok, I'll try to put more of Phoebe and Cole's points of views in. Sorry for the wait in updating but Iv just been really busy, I'll update sooner next time I promise!

Chapter 13: Falling

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" demanded the witch defiantly.

"Just do exactly as I say and I won't hurt you." promised Cole, "Just take off the amulet and put it down." he directed

"I've been sworn to protect it." responded the witch.

"And I've been ordered to steal it." Cole advanced on the witch as she backed away, fear evident on her face, "Don't fight me. I beg you." pleaded Cole.

Cole reached out for the amulet. As his fingers neared it, a blue light appeared around the amulet, creating a shield. The forcefield flung Cole back onto the floor but he got up again, unharmed.

The witch, still sheltering behind the forcefield looked slightly relieved, "You can't take it from me." she countered.

"Maybe I can't." admitted Cole. He walked closer to the witch and morphed into Belthazor, "But I can." Belthazor spat.

Belthazor reached through the shield and ripped the amulet from the witch's neck. The shield disappeared. Belthazor grabbed the witch round the neck before he realised what he's doing. He suddenly released the witch, "Tell no one about the amulet. Not even your Whitelighter." he hissed before shimmering out abruptly.

When Raynor shimmered into the shop the witch was huddled in a corner looking scared. "Who are you?" she asked nervously, "If you've come for the amulet, it's gone."

"And yet you're still here; living proof that Belthazor has indeed gone soft." muttered Raynor.

"Belthazor?" stammered the witch.

Raynor smiled mockingly, "The demon that'll be blamed for your death." he replied, throwing an energy ball at her. Raynor smiled in satisfaction as the witch screamed as the flames consumed her.

At the sound of voices Raynor shimmered out.

Prue and Phoebe entered the Wiccan shop and surveyed the empty room. "Anything?" asked Phoebe.

"No." replied Prue shaking her head.

"Do you think maybe we scried for the wrong witch?" questioned Phoebe puzzled.

Prue looked round the room again, more carefully this time. She noticed the burnt curtains and scorch mark on the floor, "I don't think so." she answered fearfully.

"Scorch marks." gasped Phoebe noticing them also, "Oh my god, do you think she's dead?"

"Unfortunately, I don't know what else to think." replied Prue grimly.

Phoebe frowned in bewilderment, "That doesn't make any sense. Cole said she wouldn't get hurt."

"Yeah, well, somebody sure fired an energy ball in here." muttered Prue, still staring at the scorch marks.

"Somebody like Cole, you mean?" snapped Phoebe angrily.

"Phoebe, I'm not saying that it was Cole, okay? All that I'm telling you is what I see, what we both see." Prue took a deep breath and continued more calmly, "For what it's worth, I don't think it was Cole."

"Thank you." acknowledged Phoebe.

"Alright, but if he didn't do it, who did?" asked Prue.

"Well, Cole said that he thought he was being set up by his mentor." said Phoebe, thinking through it logically, "So maybe he is, maybe they're trying to frame him."

"Why?"

Phoebe shook her head, a worried expression creeping over her face, "I don't know," she replied, "but if it's true, that means his cover's blown and we gotta get him outta there."

Phoebe's P.O.V

Cole could be in danger. He could even be dead but I refused to let myself think that. All I knew was that we needed to get him out of there if Raynor knew that Cole had betrayed them because I didn't think Raynor would just let Cole go. But why was Raynor trying to set Cole up? What was he trying to do?

"I know where to find the witch with the other half of the amulet." stated Cole.

Phoebe jumped; not having heard Cole shimmered in, "Cole." she gasped

"I didn't kill her, Phoebe. I swear." pleaded Cole, inwardly begging Phoebe to believe him.

Phoebe walked over to him, "It's okay, I know." she reassured him, "We believe you. You don't look so good. Are you okay?" Phoebe reached up to touch Cole's face but he pulled away.

"I'm not sure." he replied tiredly. "What about the power stripping potion? How close are you?"

"Uh, we're just missing one ingredient, billings root, whatever that is. But as soon as I find it, then I can finish it." promised Phoebe

"Well, I don't have much time; I'm kinda hanging on by my fingertips as it is."

"Well, you have to hold on a little longer." replied Phoebe, then at the doubt on Cole's face she continued, "You can do it, Cole, I know you."

"Raynor says he knows me too." muttered Cole, looking away from Phoebe

"Cole, look at me. Look at me." she commanded. Cole turned back to meet Phoebe's eyes, "You have to keep fighting it. You have to keep fighting him; you can not let him win." she instructed firmly.

"But fighting is how he does win. Raynor's just waiting for me to slip so he can drag me back in the fold; I know that's what he's doing." replied Cole, desperately

"He can't have you. I won't let him." assured Phoebe fiercly.

"Then save me, Phoebe." pleaded Cole, "I've been ordered to kill the next witch. You have to get there first and stop me. Otherwise Raynor will win."

Cole's P.O.V

I could feel myself falling. Raynor was slowly dragging me back down and I didn't know how much longer I could hold on for. I would try though; I would give it everything I had, for Phoebe's sake. But I was scared; scared of what I might do. If I turned into Belthazor I might not come back, I might turn back to evil; and I couldn't let that happen. I didn't know how I was going to do what Raynor wanted me to do. I couldn't kill the witch; I wouldn't; but if I didn't then Raynor would know that I'd betrayed him and then kill me. I only hoped Phoebe could save me.

"Who's there?" called out the witch sharply, as the sound of leaves rustling alerted her to someone's presence.

Belthazor came out into the light and snarled threateningly. The witch stood up and held out the amulet. "You can't hurt me." she told him, although her voice was shaking slightly.

As Belthazor walked towards the witch, the protective shield from the amulet surrounded the witch, protecting her. Belthazor reached through the shield just as Prue, Piper and Phoebe arrived.

"Cole, don't!" yelled Phoebe.

"Piper, freeze him." called Prue.

"I might blow him up." replied Piper worriedly.

Prue waved her hand at Belthazor, sending him flying back onto the ground and Phoebe ran over to the witch.

"It's okay, we're witches too." she assured her. Then, noticing Tarkin in the trees, getting ready to throw an energy bolt, Phoebe desperately called "Piper!"

Piper flicked her finger but missed Tarkin and instead blew up a tree next to him.

"Okay, that was good, that was, that-that was fine." reassured Prue, glancing nervously at Piper.

"Kill them." snarled Tarkin.

"No!" cried Phoebe as Belthazor powered up an energy ball.

Belthazor threw the energy ball at Phoebe and the witch. It was deflected by the amulet, but the force of it threw Phoebe and the witch into the bushes behind. Seeing this, Prue used her power on Belthazor again sending him slamming into a rock. Tarkin snarled at Prue and got ready to throw an energy ball at her but Prue used her power on him as well. Both Belthazor and Tarkin stood up then shimmered out, Belthazor making eye contact briefly with Phoebe before she felt his gaze being torn away.

"I'm fine, Prue, really." Phoebe assured her, "And Cole would not try to kill me. He knew that the amulet would protect me. He could've fired at you or Piper but he didn't. With the other demon there, he made the only choice he could."

"And you really believe that, right?" asked Prue sceptically.

"Yeah, I know it." replied Phoebe defiantly, "I saw his eyes. They were filled with pain, not evil. Prue, we've gotta get him outta there before it's too late."

"Alright, then we better figure out a way to finish that power stripping potion fast. Come on."

Phoebe's P.O.V

I knew Cole wouldn't try to kill me. No matter what my sister believed, I saw his eyes before he shimmered out and there was good in them. I knew it. And I knew we had to help him; to get him out of there. I had to finish the power stripping potion and do it quickly because if Cole got hurt I would never forgive myself.