Chapter 9

"Cole…" Phoebe said, lifting her head off of Cole's stomach, as they laid and watched the ocean roll onto the beach.

Phoebe sat up and slipped her red dress on over her head.

"I don't want you to go to prison Cole" Phoebe finished as she laid back on him again.

Cole softly rubbed her shoulder with his thumb.

"I want to turn myself in Phoebe…I don't want to live this way anymore. I want to start over with you." Cole said sitting up.

Phoebe sat up also. "What kind of life can we have with you in prison?" Phoebe asked as she softly ran her hand along his neck.

"What kind of life can we have on the run? I won't do that to you…You saw what happened at the train station." Cole finished.

"I don't care…we can change our names…and I can color my hair…and…"

"Phoebe…" Cole said looking at her, "There is more to it than that."

Phoebe's heart was breaking. She felt so frustrated and helpless.

"Phoebe, it is something I have to do." Cole said slipping his shirt on.

"Cole, they will destroy you" Phoebe whispered over a lump in her throat.

"I don't care…If I have you with me, I don't care" Cole said, as he helped Phoebe off the rock.

"Lets go back to my place" Cole said putting his arm around her, " I want you to sleep in my bed, and I want to wake up to your skin on my sheets."

"Cole they will be there waiting for us." Phoebe said.

"Don't ruin the romance Phoebe" Cole teased.

Phoebe couldn't understand how Cole could be so calm about it all. Maybe he really was ok with everything? Maybe he was going crazy? Maybe he had a plan? They just walked in silence in each others arms along the beach.

Cole and Phoebe walked up from the beach, into the cobble stone sandy boardwalk, when the two detectives stepped out of their cars, and the rest of the squad was there with guns, pointed at Cole and Phoebe.

"Cole…" Phoebe whispered in a nervous voice.

"It's ok Phoebe…" Cole assured her. As they looked away from the bright spot light that was on them.

"Hold it right there…Cole Turner, you are under arrest…!" detective Hernandez said as he cuffed Cole's' hands behind his back.

"Come with me Phoebe" Detective Vargo said as he pulled her away from Cole.

"Cole…they must have followed me! I didn't do this!" Phoebe shouted.

Cole saw the terrified look in Phoebe's eyes.

"I know, Find Rico…tell him what's happening." Cole said to Phoebe as Hernandez read Cole his rights.

"Go to the Hotel…" Cole finished before they hauled him off.

"Cole…!" Phoebe shouted over Vargo, as Hernandez escorted Cole to the car.

Hernandez walked back to Vargo and Phoebe, after the squad car pulled away.

"What do you think you're doing?" Hernandez said as he grabbed Phoebe's arm.

"Get your hands off me!" Phoebe shouted.

"I could have you arrested for being an accomplice to a murderer!" He yelled back in her face.

"Cole is not a murderer!" Phoebe shouted back.

"Oh, this is nice, he has you brain washed! Or maybe you know more than you are saying!" Hernandez shouted.

"Are you going to book her?" Vargo asked.

Hernandez stared into Phoebe's eyes. He couldn't help himself. He wanted her so badly.

Phoebe just stared back at him. She despised him, but she could sense his jealousy in the way he was shouting at her. Hernandez has been drawn to Phoebe from the beginning.

"We have our man" Hernandez said as he clenched his jaw, "Go home Phoebe…I have my eye on you!" He finished.

The two detectives walked away and sped off in the black car.

Phoebe stood on the sandy cobble stone walk, and watched as the car drove out of sight. She was filled with mixed emotions. She found it hard to catch her breath as she looked around in the street, at the colorful night life of the city. Phoebe started to run down the sandy board walk. She had to go to the Hotel, where she was hoping to find Rico.

Phoebe checked in with the door man, and then bolted through the doors. She ran up to the front desk.

"I need to speak with Mr. Sanchez!" Phoebe panted, "Tell him it's Phoebe Halliwell!"

The man looked at her and knotted to security to alert them. Then he rang Rico's room.

"Miss Phoebe Halliwell is here to see you Sir." The man said into the phone, then hung up the Phone.

"Mr. Sanchez will see you now…in room 401." The man said, and knotted to the elevator.

Phoebe ran to the glass elevator and went upstairs to the penthouse lofts. She ran to room 401 and pounded on the door.

Rico opened the door. He was in a pair of black satin pants and no shirt. Phoebe started to cry. Rico wrapped his arms around her and pulled her inside, closing the door.

"They have arrested Cole!" Phoebe sobbed.

"Shit!" Rico shouted.

"Rico you have to get him out of there…He can't go to jail, can't you say he is crazy or insane, and he doesn't know what he is saying?" Phoebe asked as she watched Rico pace.

"What are you talking about?" Rico asked as he slipped a shirt on.

"He…wants to confess" Phoebe whispered.

Rico just stared at her. Phoebe couldn't look at him. They both knew Cole was doing this for Phoebe.

"Ok, first I need you to go home, and just wait to here from me." Rico said calmly, as he looked for clothes.

"But…" Phoebe started

"Just do what I tell you!" Rico shouted, "Don't talk to anyone! I will contact you tomorrow. You must not talk to Cole until I tell you it is safe ok?" Rico coached her.

Phoebe knotted. "Ok…"

"Now come on, I'll see you to the front and then go home and don't tell anyone about this." He finished taking Phoebe by the arm.

They went down stairs and Phoebe watched as Rico got into his black car. Rico rolled down the power window.

"I'll contact you soon." Rico said, and Phoebe watched as he drove away.