To Cole with Love

Cole drank the rest of the juice left in the glass and placed it back on the counter. Then he looked around the apartment Paige found for him. It was a very nice place, with white furniture, white curtains and a big LCD TV. He walked up to the sofa, sitting down.

"And it smells on vanilla," He mumbled. The sweet scent ripped his senses. It actually felt wonderful, after the Hell's hotness.

For the millionth time that evening, he tried to remember Phoebe's scent, he tried to remember the scent of her hair, her skin, her lips. He couldn't, and that pissed him off. He couldn't quite remember how it was being close to her, he couldn't remember how it was holding her in his arms, kissing her soft lips.

"And you're becoming an obsession again, Phoebe," He mumbled. And he didn't know why, but he just knew that Phoebe was a closed chapter of his life, that he had to move on. But, still, something held him there, close to her, in his memory. Something wasn't still right.

In the mean time, Paige grabbed the Book of Shadows, flipping the pages of the sacred ornament. She couldn't quite remember how to summon him, the creature she needed.

"So, what are we looking for, Missy I-know-everything-about-magic?" Phoebe asked.

"Aren't we a little prissy today," Paige mumbled to her sister, giving her a poison look. Phoebe gave the same one back, sticking her tongue out at her baby sister. After a few more page flipping, she hit the page she needed with her palm. "Aha!" She yelled.

Piper stood next to her sister, glaring at the page behind her back. "Oh, I see," She said, her face lightening up.

Phoebe came close to the book too. After a few moments of silence, while Paige was trying to focus on the spell, Phoebe was glaring at her sister. "The Angel of Destiny?" She asked silently, almost in a whisper.

Paige shrugged. "If he doesn't know, no one will," She said simply.

"Okay then," Piper said grabbing Paige's and then Phoebe's hand. "Read,"

The destiny that lies upon

Is a very powerful weapon

We wish we knew, and now we ask

Fulfill with burning task

Angel of destiny we summon the

Angel of destiny bring to we sisters three

In the middle of the room, on the colorful carpet, a man appeared. He had a round face, a round stomach, but a smile on his face as he opened his hands in a welcoming gesture. "Long time not seen, my pretty Charmed Ones," He said smiling at them.

"How's Britney?" Piper asked. Paige elbowed her.

"Show more respect!" Paige said trough greeted teeth. But, The Angel of Destiny just chuckled.

"Oh, come on now, Paige, we are long-known friends," He said smiling. "So, I see you want to talk about … a certain demonical Angel that appeared on your thresholds this morning,"

"Angel? Ha!" Phoebe yelped skeptically.

The angel was still smiling. "Still the same, Phoebe, I see," He said kindly. "But don't get on judging right away, you won't like the next part,"

"So – it is a purpose he has to finish here right?" Paige asked.

The angel nodded. "Of course. I myself brought him here, to you, Paige," He said.

"To me?" Paige yelped. Her sisters glared at her. "Why me? I mean, he's Phoebe's demonical problem, not mine,"

The angel laughed again. "He's your charge Paige, and that would, I'm afraid, mean – your problem too," He explained, making Paige roll her eyes. "But – demonical ex husband, that would be Phoebe's,"

"Ha!" Paige said, her face lightening up as she looked at Phoebe.

"So?" Phoebe asked. "That's not my problem, I have a husband already,"

"Well, Phoebe, I'm afraid it's your problem too, because you will be the one who will save him," The angel said sadly, shaking his head.

"Save him from what? The demonic Wasteland?" Phoebe asked.

"The Death itself," he angel said. The three sisters looked confused by the answer, but the man just smiled, shaking his head once again. "You will understand in time, my ladies. But, for now, I can tell you that he's completely trustworthy and harmless."

Piper smiled. "I knew that," She said. When Phoebe hit her with a questioning glare, she shrugged. "The vibe – it was good." She simply said.

"Well, then, see you my ladies," The Angel of Destiny said, turning around. "And, um, Paige," He added, peeking his head to look at the youngest Charmed One. "Be careful not to catch a cold these days, the little baby won't like it. He will constantly try to use his powers to orb you to Mars," And with that he vanished.

For those few seconds, how long it took for Paige to understand the meaning of the words, Piper and Phoebe glared at each other, then at Paige and started hugging her and coddling her belly.

"Me? Pregnant?" Paige finally asked, when her sisters calmed their hormones.

"Yeah, honey, you will be a mother!" Phoebe shouted excited.

"A mother? Me?" Paige asked. She couldn't believe. She and Henry took care when they made love. She was sure of it. on the other hand, that night, when they both drank a little, on Wyatt's birthday party … "Oh God …" She mumbled horrified.

"What?" Piper asked. "What is it?"

"My baby was convinced in a drunk condition!" She yelped helplessly. Phoebe and Piper glared at her like she was gone crazy. "Well, that doesn't make a big difference, I guess,"

Piper and Phoebe laughed. "Well, now you get to see what it is like to be a mother," Piper said smiling.

Paige made a face. "I'm a mother already, those three boys downstairs – they're all like my sons," She said.

Phoebe nodded. "I know, but it's not like that, you will have to love more something that comes from you – from your blood and flesh," She said. Paige made a face at her sister.

"Okay, we're over this. I'm pregnant." She said in an if-anyone-speaks-anything-else-I'll-kill-him tone. "Let's get back to our main topic theme – Cole."

The Angel of Destiny walked up to the long table as he took his place close to the top of it. he looked trough his papers once more and then looked up to face other Angels of Destiny. "So tell me, Sibirus," The Angel, a black man with big, black eyes asked. He was probably the top Angel – he was sitting at the top of the table, in a slightly silkier and darker blue robe than the others. "What'd you decide about the Charmed Ones?"

The others turned to glare at Sibirus, all their attention drawn to the Charmed Ones' angel of destiny. Sibirus smiled, he knew his fellow brothers and sisters were dying to hear what he decided – and he was happy for the taken decision.

"Come on, Sibirus, you know we're dying to hear!" A woman said eagerly. She flipped her silky blond hair from her face and pierced her blue eyes into Sibirus's dark ones. She was supposed to be the Charmed Ones' Angel of Destiny – but at that time, she had too many charges under her wing and couldn't take the four sisters. That was something that hurt the most, so powerful witches under someone else's destiny wing.

"Well, I decided," Sibirus began and looked down at his papers again. "I decided it should be like I said before – let Paige handle it all."

Everyone clapped happily, like they were watching a rather amusing TV program. "I knew you would do that," The blondie said smiling with approval.

"And, Paige's baby is on the way," Sibirus added, getting some more claps from the side. He smiled.

"A great job, Sibirus," The main Angel said smiling at him.

"And what now – what will happen now?" A dark haired Angel of Destiny said, clapping his hands together, eager to hear the rest.

"And now – we'll see," Sibirus said waving with his hand over the table. The table shined and the Angels could see a bird perspective of the Halliwell Manor's attic. "Now – it's show time!"

Piper gazed worried after her sister. Weren't they supposed to be resting from demons, magic and stuff? She didn't want that life again – she finally found some piece, enjoying her family and job. She knew Phoebe felt the same, being able to enjoy time with Coop and Peter for real – without fear of demons attacking any minute. "Paige, I hope you don't think we'll get into magic again," She said carefully.

Paige shook her head. "Of course not Piper. You guys don't have to help me if you don't want to." She said turning around. "But, I'm still a white-lighter, I have to deal with magic,"

"Why do you have to take care of Cole, anyway?" Phoebe asked dully. "He has his own powers, let him handle it,"

Paige folded her arms on her chests and cooked her eye brown at her sister. "Let him handle it? Are you kidding me, Phoebe? He could turn to the dark side – again," She said. Piper nodded. That, however, was a fact.

Phoebe breathed out helplessly. "As I see this, you were dying to get into magic again," She said in a matter-of-fact tone. "And, this whole situation is just an excuse,"

"Phoebe, would you please stop snipping at me the whole time?" Paige asked. "I wasn't about to use magic, I was about to t-a-l-k. because, if Cole's my charge, he'll be often around, in our lives. And I thought, I should talk to my sister, because, that affects her the most,"

"Okay, I'm sorry," Phoebe said. "Thank you,"

"No problem," Paige said in a told-ya manner.

"So, maybe we should find a job for Cole, I don't know, help him live a normal life," Piper suggested.

Paige nodded. But, Phoebe, on the other hand made a face. "How are you going to explain the fact that he's been dead for five years?" She asked.

"Agent Murphy," Piper said simply shrugging. "He's something like part of the family,"

"And even more since he met Billie," Paige said smiling slyly. The three sisters laughed at that.

Up there, over the bird view of the sisters, Sibirus smiled. Now that he arranged that, he can go to the next level – a little more drama was about to begin.

Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed and is about to review, reviews mean a lot to me and I beg you guys to give me a little more joy in these terrible days! Thanks anyway. Melinda.