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Coop's hands dropped as he stepped away from his bride. Piper's eye's widened and she ignored Leo's quick glance, pushing her children toward their father and shooing the three out of the room. Henry caught his wife as she stumbled back, clearly not expecting the name her sister had just uttered. Victor's face hardened as a thousand memories of his daughter's pain ran through his head.

Phoebe snapped out of her reverie, noticing the loss of warmth on her shoulders and all the motion around her, finally realizing what she said aloud. She looked for Coop and saw that he now stood at the back of the group. Even without the empathy power she had yet to regain, Phoebe could sense his pain. She wanted to say something, anything, to get rid of that look in his eyes. But, how do you tell your husband that you dreamed up another man not ten minutes after you vowed to love and cherish him forever? How do you say that you wish it wasn't a dream? How can you even think that on your wedding day?

Paige saved Phoebe from having to answer her own questions. She, once again, stepped away from her spouse, approaching her pensive half-sister. "Phoebe, Honey, uh, wha... what did you just say? I mean, I think I must have something in my ear. I heard you wrong." Paige sighed, looking at Coop for a second, "You didn't just say Cole, did you, Phoebe?"

Phoebe turned her head from the group's inquisitive stares. "Can I talk to you guys upstairs, Piper, Paige?" Without waiting for an answer, she walked toward the stairwell. She had to get away from Coop; she had to figure out what just happened. Her siblings, her best friends would help her sort everything out. Though a bit biased against Cole, they knew her. And they knew she loved Coop. They'd talk, she'd vent. It was perfectly normal to remember your first wedding at your second. It was logical. You'd think about how this one would end in happily ever after, unlike the last.

Phoebe paused for a second, halfway up the stairs. But, was it perfectly normal to think of your proposal and wish it had taken place under a shower of green goo? To think of your acceptance and see a bloody tuxedo in a church? To look at your dress and wish it was the other one? To look at your engagement ring and wish it had been slid on your finger before a potentially life-threatening battle? Was it normal to look at your groom and wish he was a blue-eyed half-demon who'd fought against his very nature to be with you?

Phoebe suppressed a bitter laugh. A nature you threw back in his face and then murdered him for, she thought.

"Pheebs?"

She looked back at Piper and Paige. They'd caught up with her. Without saying anything, Phoebe continued to walk to her old room.

"Who's Cole?" Henry asked once the women had left the room.

"The demon that continues to hurt her almost four years after his vanquish. I wish the girls could summon him, so I could kill him," Victor answered with an unforgiving voice.

Henry looked at him, "What?"

"He's Phoebe's ex-husband," Coop spoke for the first time since Phoebe's statement.

"I thought that was Dex?"

"Cole was before Dex," Coop took a seat.

"How many times has she been... Wait! Phoebe married a demon? Aren't they the bad guys?"

"Yes," Victor bit out between clenched teeth.

"He was a good half-demon. Fell in love with Phoebe after over a hundred years of being evil and switched sides for her, even let his demonic side be stripped. They were together for a couple years, before he was possessed by the Source of All Evil. They were never able to work it out after. He went crazy and killed a couple of innocents. The Charmed Ones killed him- in an alternate reality, so he doesn't exist anywhere anymore. Phoebe buried all the good times with him, all her feelings for him. She was bitter for a long time. I think she's past that now. I helped her knock that protective shield around her heart down. I guess our wedding made Phoebe think of theirs," Coop explained emotionlessly.

"What are you going on about? What about the part where he broke Phoebe's heart? What about the fact that he tried to kill my daughters more times than I care to count? What about his being evil?" Victor ranted.

Coop shrugged.

Henry looked on, getting more confused by the minute.

"What is wrong with you?" Victor asked, more than a little upset. "Don't you wish he had bones you could dig up and burn? Phoebe's your wife! You got married just a few minutes ago! Why are you not more angry, or sad, or something, that she said his name after your wedding?"

Coop stood up, looking his father-in-law in the eye, "I'm a Cupid. I am Love personified. I am the look in her eyes when she said his name."

Coop vanished within a heart before the tears could roll down his face.