With Cole's atheme in hand, Phoebe slowly made her way down the mausoleum steps. Her breathing quickened, as she saw Cole leaning against one of the crypts, with his arms folded in front of him.

Cole looked over at Phoebe's hand and noticed the athame that she was gripping so hard that it turned her knuckles white.

"Phoebe," He smiled. "Come to see if I'm okay after almost kicking my ass earlier…must say that you have gotten quicker on your feet…I like to think that I had something to do with it." He smiled smugly.

"Shut up." She yelled with disdain.

"Oh, that hurt's baby," He sarcastically said putting his hand over his heart. "It hurts right in here."

Phoebe scoffed. "Don't you need a heart for that? Last, I checked, you were nothing but a heartless bastard who tried to ruin my life.

Cole held his tongue after that comment feeling a bit hurt. "What do you want?" He demanded pushing himself off the crypt.

"Well, I swore to you that I was going to kill you." She smiled. "And you should know better than anyone that I take my, vanquishes very seriously."

"How could I forget…I just didn't think that you could be so heartless that you had the nerve to come and kill me a third time," he said looking at the knife.

"Well if you just stay dead then maybe we wouldn't keep going in circles."

"Yes, but you see I am already dead so technically taking a piece of my flesh to make a Belthazor potion won't work on me."

Phoebe took a step back surprised that he knew what she was going to do.

"Don't look so shocked." He said looking at her as he paced. "You forget that I was fighting with you and your sister for three years…I know the way your mind works."

"I think you are mistaken. As I recall part of the first year you tried to kill me and my sisters." She said taking a step forward. "Then for the last part of the second year you became the source and turned me evil. Then when I finally thought I have you out of my life for good, you come back and wreak havoc on my life."

Cole scoffed putting his hands in his pockets. "Don't you think you have that a little backwards sweetheart?

"Look Cole I am not interested in rehashing." She said rolling her eyes. "I have moved on with my life and I am very happy." Phoebe watched as he studied her. "And I am not going to let you come back into my life and ruin it again." She continued. "Now why did you lie to me when you told me that no magical being can come into the mausoleum when Texica attacked me earlier?"

Cole also wondered why he was able to break through the protected shield that he put around the mausoleum. Right after Phoebe had left; he went to do some checking and was thankful that he was dead because demons or warlocks couldn't track him. What he found out was that since Texica was emulating him he must have some essence that was able to break through the shield. Even though he was no longer Belthazor, there was still a magical connection and Texica was somehow able to find a loophole through his magic.

"Why the hell should I tell you." He retorted. "I don't owe you anything." Cole said taking a step forward causing Phoebe to take a step back. "By the way… love the hair." He taunted knowing that it would get a good rise out of her.

Phoebe's hair was longer now almost the same length as when he first met her but it was darker now, not the blond hair that he loved so much. It reminded him of when she was once his queen and how her hair represented the darkness from within.

"You don't owe me anything Cole?" She asked exasperated. "You took my life away from me. You turned me evil and made me go against my sisters Cole." She said through clenched teeth. "I will hate you for the rest of my life."

"Back at you sweetheart!" He retorted in distain.

Cole watched as tears started to form in her eyes. Instead of feeling pity or sadness, a wave of anger and rage took over. "How the hell can you stand there and tell me that I'm the one that ruined your life." He said clenching his hands together. He started walking towards her and the distance between them started to get smaller. Phoebe kept her hand up with the knife in her hand just to be safe.

"I was the all mighty Belthazor. I was feared and revered until you came into my life and fucked it all up." Phoebe took a step back by his sudden outburst. "You made me weak, and made me feel things I never wanted to feel again." You made me human and then just ripped it all away from me."

"No," She screamed. "You did that when you became the source."

"I didn't want to god dammit." He yelled grabbing her arms. Phoebe unwilling dropped the athame and instantly felt her heart beat a bit faster. "I tried so hard fight it…to stay good but he was too strong." He said. "Don't you get it, I didn't have a choice."

Phoebe pushed his arms away and took a step back. "There is always a choice." She yelled licking her lips trying to get a hold on her emotions. "You made yours when you didn't' tell me about the source… You made your choice when you killed an innocent after the fact… and you made your choice when you decided to go against the charmed ones." She looked on the floor and picked up the athame. "Now it is time to vanquish you and make sure you can't hurt me ever again."

"I thought this wasn't about you." He challenged

"It's not." She answered quickly. "This is about protecting the people that I love, this is about my future and my family that I am meant to have. I am happy and safe and you will not be the one to destroy it."

Cole scowled as he instantly grabbed Phoebe by the arms and pushed her up against the wall. "I won't give you the fucking chance baby." He grabbed her cheeks and kissed her hard. She pushed against his chest but he was stronger pinning her hands above her head. Her fight left her feeling his skin against hers.

When Cole felt that Phoebe was distracted he took a chance shimmering away causing Phoebe to lean forward without the weight to support her. Phoebe opened her eyes and took a sharp intake of breath.

She let him kiss her.

With her eyes wide, she touched her lips and then licked them tasting him. She couldn't explain the feeling that overcame her. She didn't ask for the kiss and new she should be furious for him touching her but a burning sensation over came her and had to swallow a lump in her throat.

Those feelings turned into rage though, realizing that what he had done.

He tricked her.

Grabbing the athame Phoebe stood guard just in case he shimmered back. She was going to be ready.

Minutes passed and there was still no sign of him.

"Cole," She yelled feeling angry with herself that she let him manipulate her to get away.

"Cole Turner I know that you can hear me," she yelled again as she looked around the room.

Still no answer

"Cole Turner if you don't show yourself right now I swear to god that I will…" Phoebe grunted as she was cut off, feeling herself being thrown against the wall full force again.

"You'll what princess…" He said with a horse voice. "Kill me," He grunted as she pressed his lower half into her. "I'm already dead sweetheart and you put me there."

Phoebe brought her hand up ready to peel part of his flesh off when she felt his hand on her wrist. He squeezed her arm and the athame dropped to the floor yet again.

"Get off of me," She demanded.

"Or what princess…Leo can't hear you and your precious husband can't hear you…it's just you and me."

Phoebe new that he was right but still a part of her wanted to believe that there was still a chance of getting out of this.

"This was a mistake," She said as a tear fell down her cheek.

"What…can't handle this when you're face to face?" he taunted. "What happened to your self righteous act?"

Phoebe couldn't answer. She was so sure of herself coming to find him but now that she was face to face with him, she just wished that someone would come and take her home where she could be with her husband and family.

"Pai…" Phoebe started to yell in her last attempt but was cut off with Cole's lips crashing down on hers."

Cole felt Phoebe's fists banging against his chest. In attempt to get her closer he pulled back and grabbed her wrists pinning them above her head. He smiled tightly grunting as he thrusted his hips forward.

Phoebe hissed feeling his very hard and awaken member. Cole leaned forward trying to capture her lips again only to have her pull away. He tried for them again but thrusted her head back. Feeling frustrated, he took no mercy biting her bottom lip and then finally fully capturing her lips.

Phoebe grunted trying to push away the feelings that he was enveloping in her but it proved to be impossible.

Cole brushed his tongue over her teeth demanding entrance. Phoebe felt it and reluctantly opened her mouth allowing him entrance. Cole smiled as he swirled his tongue against hers both dueling for domination.

Cole switched hands and using his left hand to keep her arms up, he used his right hand to scan down her body. He brought it down her neck and then caressed her right breast causing her to take a sharp intake of breath. Putting pressure on her nipple, he made his way down further until he reached her very hot and wet center.

Phoebe moaned as she felt Cole rub her cilt through her jeans. Cole leaned back a bit and saw the passion and the lust in her eyes. Letting go of her arms, he waited for her reaction and smiled smugly when she put her arms around his neck.

Phoebe new that this was wrong…she was married. She had finally made a life for herself that didn't involve Cole but feeling his hands all over her body all-negative thoughts left her mind replacing the need to feel him inside of her.

Cole got the message shimmering away. Phoebe opened her eyes and realized where they were.

"Cole," she groaned as she barely registered the change of location. She looked around and noticed that they were in her bedroom. "Cole this is my room." She said disbelieve ably. "What the hell is the matter with you." She yelled not moving away from him.

Cole grabbed Phoebe by the ass and lifted her up as Phoebe wrapped her legs around his waist pressing he against the wall Cole pressed against the wall. "You are just going to have to keep quiet then." He challenged.

"Are you kidding me…what if Coop was in here…what then." She asked exasperated.

"Then you would have had a lot of explaining to do." He chuckled.

Phoebe new this was mean and cruel and should slap him. Coop was right outside her door worrying about her. Her family was worrying about her and she was in here about to make love to the one man that single handily brought evil and despair to her family.

Cole brought his hand under her blouse and caressed her stomach making her break out into goose bumps.

"Cole…" Phoebe moaned

"Shhh," He reminded her. Cole walked over the bed and lowered her down, laying her on her back softly, and kissed her again.

Moving back onto his knees Cole reached for the hem of his shirt and raised it up exposing his Greek like body making Phoebe gasp in anticipation. Cole then went to her shirt and began undoing her buttons. He grunted finding it took to long though and finally just tore it apart tossing it on the floor. Cole held his breath seeing her in a pink-laced bra that held her full lusty breasts nicely. He reached behind her back and pulled her in kissing her hard on the lips.

Phoebe pulled back taking a breath. Cole brought her up a bit giving him access to her back. Cole undid the clasp of the bra and slid it off her arms, tossing it lightly to the side. He let his eyes wander down to her breasts and felt himself getting harder by the second.

He brought his mouth down on her breasts and began to suck and squeeze on them as if his life depended on it. Phoebe moaned as she tossed her head back putting her hands through his hair.

"God Cole…" She barely got out.

Cole quickly put his hand over her mouth. "Shhh…remember…Stay. Quiet." He said while looking into her lustful eyes. "We belong together Phoebe," He whispered quietly placing his hands on her sides to keep her steady. "Coop can never make you feel the way I do. We are apart of each other and nothing will ever change that."

He grunted in his throat as he brought his head back down giving her breast more individually attention. Phoebe closed her eyes her breath rugged as Cole worked on her right nipple making it red and plump letting out a groan.

He was right. She had never felt like this with Coop before. All though Coop was the safer choice, the logical choice, she could never deny the feelings that Cole brought in her.

Cole felt her left breast and then kissed her middle as he changed sides and did the same to her right breast taking it in between his teeth and biting down making her his.

When Cole pulled back, he watched as Phoebe went for her pants and undid the buttons and zippers, pulling them down and tossing them on the floor leaving her only with her matching pink underwear. Phoebe watched as she saw him unbuttoning his pants and removing them quickly, his eyes burning more than ever as they met her and watched her, his chest rising and falling as quickly as hers.

Reaching to the side table, she pulled out Coops stash of condoms. They haven't been using them lately because they were trying to get pregnant and was thankful that they didn't use them all because she didn't think she would be able to stop herself. Phoebe leaned back down stretching her body underneath his. Cole grabbed her underwear and pulled it off then doing the same with his boxers. Phoebe's eyes widened forgetting how big he was and felt herself getting excited about felling him inside of her.

Cole ripped the condom open and slipped it on himself positioning himself in her middle. Phoebe felt the tip of him against her center and closed her eyes letting out a slow breath.

Cole looked into her eyes, almost if he was asking permission. Phoebe simply nodded and not being able to control himself thrusted himself hard into her.

Phoebe gasped, squeezing her eyes shut as her legs wrapped around him pulling him closer. Phoebe had forgotten how big he really was. He filled her up so completely that it felt like he was meant to be there.

They were a perfect fit.

He braced himself on either side of her body pumping in and out slowly at first letting her get used to him. Feeling her walls start to relax he slipped out of her and then thrusted back inside of her faster and faster.

"Oh, God…Cole please" She moaned running her hands along his back leaving nail imprints behind.

Cole's breath quickened as he started to feel himself cum. He wanted her to come too, so he sped up as he brought his thumb to her clit and rubbed hard. That was her undoing her walls tightening as both there bodies shook letting themselves release.

Cole let his body fall onto hers their bodies damp with sweat. He leaned his head back and kissed her lips before giving her light kissing along her neck.

After getting his strength back, Cole leaned over to his side swallowing hard "That was…"

"Amazing" She finished reluctantly for him putting her head on his chest.

None of them said a word, as they lay spooned together. Cole was afraid to talk in fear that she might regret this or somehow hurt him even more then before. Cole felt a wet liquid on his chest and when he heard Phoebe sniffle he new that she was crying.

"Are you alright" his voice laced with concern?

"I don't know," She answered honestly whispered pecking him on the lips.

Cole threw the covers over their bodies and they lied still.

"So what does this mean?" Cole asked still feeling a bit unsure.

Phoebe only shook her head. "I don't know."

What did this mean? She just had sex with her ex…a demon and honestly, this was the best experience of her life. She really didn't have any idea where they went from here.

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