A/N: Hello to my fellow readers and writers! *Waves* I finally have chapter seven for you! Sorry it took so long. In regards to haitus, please see my profile.

Chapter 5 thanks to: piperspeanut & cassiecrimson

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Warning: No "adult" situations in this chapter.

To Recap:

"Phoebe, we have their word 'They' won't interfere this time. You need help letting go of everything bad in your past. And, even if it takes years, I'll be there," Coop told her.

"You haven't told her of the choice you have to make yet, have you," Patty asked.

"No, but I think I've already made up my mind," Coop said. He walked over to Phoebe, "Take my hand."

"I—" she looked to her mother.

"Go. I'll be here when you get back."

Phoebe nodded, standing. As she took his hand, she noticed how warm he was.

It was like her heart was an open book. She felt him pushing past everything bad, locking it away for another day, and bringing up the bouquet of fresh roses outside her door, the day the park, the little boy and his red ball, cherry blossoms on the sidewalk, the early sunset, just relaxing comfortably in his arms.

Now everything didn't feel so bad.

Phoebe felt herself snuggle into his chest as the room disappeared…

And now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the 7th chapter!

I'll Trust my Heart to You

By: Piper Chris Melinda Halliwell

Chapter 7: Don't be Afraid, my Love

It felt like it took forever before Phoebe's feet hit solid ground. Like they'd Hearted halfway around the world. When they finally stopped, her feet hit the ground with a soft thud. She opened her eyes and realized they were in the hallway of a small house.

Coop dropped his arms to his sides and pointed to the room across from them. Phoebe looked at him, puzzled.

"Coop, where are we," she asked as the sound of footsteps hit her ears.

"Shhh," he told her. "Just watch."

She looked in the direction to see herself, probably a few years down the road. She noticed the slight bump under a loose-fitting shirt.

Her future version walked into the room, but Phoebe noticed she did nothing.

"Go on. It's okay. No one can see or hear us," he said.

Quietly, Phoebe walked into the room. The walls were decorated with clouds and horses. A moon and stars mobile hung above the crib. She even recognized the off white blanket with a pink letter "P" that was draped over the corner of it.

A realization hit her—everything in the room, lest the rocking chair, was pink.

She felt tears run down her face.

Coop appeared behind her as her future version walked back out of the room. She turned around as he touched her shoulder.

"I—it's real," she said touching the railings of the crib. "It's all real. Isn't it?"

"Yes Phoebe," Coop told her. "Everything you'll see can be real, but only if you want it to be," he said wiping her eyes.

"Wait, everything I'll see? You mean there's more?"

"Yes, but I suppose I went out of order," he said looking around the room until his gaze fell on a picture frame resting on top of the small dresser. He walked over and gestured for her. "Here, this might clear up some confusion."

In a beautiful white frame was a picture of her and Coop. She was in a long white wedding gown. He was in a tuxedo. It was probably just taken before the reception, a side shot. He had his arms around her waist, hers were around his neck and they were just gazing into each other's eyes like they couldn't believe it was possible.

"Oh Coop, if this can't be real, then I don't want the alternative," she said as she noticed his arm around her.

"Neither do I, love, neither do I," he said as they disappeared again.

They reformed, Phoebe noticed, back in the hallway.

"Coop, this is the exact place we arrived at. I thought we were going someplace different."

"It is different, Phoebe. Same place, different time," he pointed out.

"But there's no baby in the nursery yet, so how—" Coop held a finger to her lips.

"We're not that far ahead, Phoebe. Come with me," he said taking her by the hand to walk through the wall as if they were invisible.

It was too dark in the room to see properly. Pitch black. A storm was beginning to rage outside, Phoebe could hear it. Thunder boomed a ways away. But even though it was so dark, Phoebe could still recognize the outline of someone sitting up in bed.

It didn't take her long to realize who it was.

"Coop," she heard her future self call. "Coop, where are you," she asked turning on the lamp beside her.

Phoebe was surprised she couldn't tell by her voice, but tears ran down her face.

"Coop, please," she cried.

"Lay back down my love. I'll be there in a second," was heard in the room. Her future self nodded, doing as she was asked.

Phoebe looked at Coop confused, "How did you do that? You're not even in the room."

"That's our power Phoebe."

"Our power," she asked.

"You'll see. You'll understand one day, I promise," Coop said as his future self Hearted into the room, right next to the bed.

"What's wrong, Love? Did the storm wake you," he asked sitting beside her.

She sat up with his help, "No, not me," she said uncovering their ever-growing little girl, "Her. I woke up for a different reason."

"What woke you up then," he asked wrapping an arm around her, "And why are you crying? Are you hurt?"

"No," she told him resting her head on his shoulder. "Just a horrible nightmare and it won't go away."

"Do you want to tell me," he asked resting his other hand on her stomach, "See? She's worried about you too."

"No, every time I try to say something i—it just comes back even stronger. I can't," he noticed she was shaking as he moved his other hand around her. Her tears were in rivers now. Whatever she saw, whatever happened to her, it was no ordinary nightmare.

"Phoebe, look at me," she shook her head. "Please, love, don't shut me out," she still couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye. All she could do was hold on to him tighter.

"I—I'm not tr—trying to do that, Coop. I just don't want it to happen," that last part of the statement brought full realization to what could've happened to her, but it was so quiet that Phoebe couldn't catch it.

"What did she—I mean, I—say? I couldn't hear it," Phoebe said.

Coop only smiled, "That's because you weren't supposed to hear it. Right now, in this vision, you need to focus on me. What I say. What I do for you."

She nodded turning back to it.

"Phoebe, that won't happen," he told her. "I'll never let it."

"But I—" he laughed lightly silencing her with a soft kiss.

"Phoebe, it took you a while to let me in, but it took you even more time to accept just how deeply I affect your heart. I let you take your time warming up to me. The Elders haven't been a problem since we learned this was allowed, remember?"

"How could I ever forget? That was when I started to realize that I couldn't bear live without you anymore—literally. When you were away from me, it felt like you took my heart with you. You were in almost every thought I had when it came to giving love advice to my faithful readers. You were always there for me."

"I still am," he said kissing her as they disappeared.

They reformed back in her bedroom with her mother sitting on the bed, patiently waiting.

"What did you learn," she asked.

"A lot. Coop, what was that for? I—I mean, I know you were trying to reassure me, but it doesn't prove tha—" he held a finger to her lips.

"Did you have something to add," Patty asked.

"No, but I think she might be better off with just me. I'm sorry. I know you only came to help and you didn't get to say much of anything before we left…" Coop said.

"That's alright. I didn't expect any conversation actually. I just thought my being here would help her and it has," she walked over to Phoebe. "You don't need me here anymore, Phoebe. I know you don't. I just didn't think you'd tell what was wrong without me here."

"You're right. I—Coop, where are you going," she questioned as he stepped away.

"Someone else needs my help, Phoebe," he told her taking a few steps back. "I'll be back as soon as I can," he said, Hearting out.

Phoebe felt something tear inside her heart and dropped to the floor. No, she thought, it's not just a tear…I think my future self could've been right.

"Phoebe, are you alright," Patty asked following.

"Y—yeah, I'm fine. I just—it's been a long day," she said standing and walking over to her bed.

"A good night's sleep will help."

"Yeah, but I think I'd better go back upstairs first," she said walking out and up to the attic with her mother following.

"Phoebe," Piper said as her sister entered the room. "Are you okay?"

"Where's Paige," she asked. "I didn't think she'd run off now. She –"

"Phoebe, Paige would never run out on you – on us. And you know that," Piper said walking over to her.

"Are you leaving," Piper asked turning to their mother.

"Yes, Phoebe's fine now," she said as she began to fade. "I love you."

"We love you too," Phoebe said as Patty disappeared.

Sighing, Phoebe ran a hand through her long dark locks as she went to sit over on the couch.

"What," Phoebe asked, slightly agitated, as Piper sat beside her, resting her hand on her leg.

"What's wrong? What did you two talk about," Piper asked.

"I – I just – Piper, I'm exhausted. I need to sleep," she said yawning.

"Take a nap, Pheebs. You'll feel better," Piper said.

"I don't suppose I even have to ask if I can stay here."

Piper laughed, "Phoebe, you never need to ask – either of you. Both of you still have keys to the house. You can come in the dead of night and if you want to you can wake me, but you don't have to. You're my sisters. I'm not going to just kick you out because you have your own lives now."

"Thanks," Phoebe said hugging her. "Where is Paige though?"

"Off with a charge somewhere. She left about five minutes after Mom left the room."

"Makes sense," Phoebe answered. In a split second, she felt something in her hand. She turned it over, finding blood, "What the –" she asked puzzled.

"Did you handle anything sharp," Piper asked, grabbing a nearby towel and pressing it into Phoebe's hand.

"No, but –"

"But what?"

"I can feel him – his pain. When he took me on those future trips, I could feel whatever my future-self could feel. When he left a little bit ago, it – it felt like my heart was ripping in two," Phoebe admitted.

"Future trips," Piper asked.

"I'll explain later," Phoebe answered.

"So you're not hurt – he is," Piper confirmed.

"I think so, but – hey, what are you doing," Phoebe asked as Piper stood up, walking over to the Book of Shadows.

I'm looking in here to see if there's such a thing as – oh, how do I put it – being one with the love of your life."

Phoebe cocked an eyebrow, "Hey, I've never said he was the 'love of my life'."

"You mean he's not? The man whom you're supposedly are going to have a daughter –" Phoebe gave her a look, "alright daughters. But anyway, you're going to have kids with him and he's not the 'love of your life'?"

"Well, he is, but still –"

"Aha! Here it is," Piper called walking over to Phoebe with the Book of Shadows in her arms. "And I quote:

If a witch has more heartache than she can handle in her life – which you have – the heartache will be stored away, along with her 'True Love instincts', and the feeling will not manifest again until she finds the true 'love of her life'. When she does, the love will be at it's purest, truest form. One that cannot be broken easily. The two will be as one in heart and mind. One's pain and happiness will be the others.…"

"Meaning, whatever he feels, I'll feel and vice-versa," Phoebe answered. Piper nodded, closing the Book of Shadows and walking back to put it over on the podium.

"Paige," Phoebe called. "Paige, I don't care what you're doing, just get in here. Now!"

"Geez Phoebe," Paige answered, Orbing in behind her, "I was on my way back. What's all the yelling about?"

"You really think he's hurt," Piper asked, walking over.

"What do you mean? Who do you think is hurt," Paige asked.

"Coop. I was sitting beside Piper, all of a sudden my hand was bleeding and –"

"Oh, it's nothing. You probably just brushed something sharp," Paige said. "I do it two to three times a day without knowing it."

"No Paige, that's not it," Phoebe said taking the towel away from her hand, "see no mark."

"Okay, let's say you are right. Where is he? He's not a witch or an innocent. How do I find him," Paige asked puzzled.

"You're right, you can't," Piper said, "not alone anyway, but I bet the three of us can."

"What in the world are you –"

"Here," Piper said, cutting off Paige's question by handing her the Book of Shadows open to the entry she'd read only moments before, "read this".

"Do you really think I can find him, Piper? What makes you say that," Phoebe asked.

"Think about what you just told me a few minutes ago, Pheebs. If you felt that much heartbreak there must be something there that both of you feel."

"He must've felt something too because of you," Paige said. Her older sisters gave her an odd look. "Oh, I'm just going by what Piper said, that's all. It does make sense."

"What do you think," Piper asked Phoebe, turning toward her, "Phoebe?"

All three of them were in the Underworld somewhere. The stench of rotting flesh almost made her sick as she covered her mouth. A gasp brought her attention to the far end of the cavern. His eyes were void of all emotion, as if someone ripped his beating heart from his chest. His voice was broken as he called, "Ph – Phoebe, run, get out of here…"

"Phoebe," Piper called again, grabbing her shoulders to steady her.

"Did you see something? Where is he," Paige asked.

"No – no, wh – who I saw…it couldn't be him. There's no way. He'd never look so – broken, so defeated," she rambled.

"Okay, so –"

"No, Paige," Phoebe answered quickly, "I know it was Coop. I just –"

"Didn't want to believe it," Piper asked. She nodded fear evident in her every feature as she did. Even her hands were shaking.

"He told us to get out of there," she managed coherently.

"Did you see a demon or a Darklighter anywhere near him," Paige asked.

Phoebe shook her head, "No, after I caught sight of him I didn't want to look around the room. That's why I'm hurt though. Why my body's being covered in – OW!" she exclaimed as a gash formed on her cheek. "–cuts, bruises and soon burns. We've got to get down there. Now before it's too late."

Piper wiped the stream of blood falling down her face, "Leo!"

"Yes, I know. Go now, I'll watch the boys," he said, Orbing in, "Paige, do you want me to get Henry over here?"

"Yes, please," she answered as he Orbed out.

Piper had since walked over to the cabinet and grabbed numerous potions and a few Athames. Paige walked over to grab a few more, while Phoebe was in so much pain it actually hurt to stand up. Every few seconds a new source of pain would arise somewhere on her body, though she noticed it was mostly her face that bled.

She picked up the towel and pressed it to her face, in an attempt to stop the wounds from bleeding, but it did no good. Her heart was splitting in two because of this and she knew that if they didn't find him soon, not only her feelings would be at stake, but her life as well. Phoebe cast her eyes on the floor, trying to ignore the stabs of pain being inflicted secondarily to her until she felt a hand on each arm.

"Ready to go," Paige asked.

"Phoebe, are you alright," Piper asked, noticing how unsteady she was and how she seemed to be holding her breath, "Look at me," she instructed.

"No, Piper. I – I'm too beat up. Let's just go. The sooner we find him, the sooner the two of us can be back to normal."

"Phoebe, we know you're hurt and you're bleeding," Paige answered.

"How," she asked. She watched as Paige's hand pointed to right underneath her where the floor was being spattered in her blood. "Oh."

"Can you feel him," Piper asked. Phoebe nodded, as she felt Piper loading her coat pockets with potions.

"Let's go," Paige said as they joined hands Orbing out each silently praying they'd get there in time...

A/N: So what do you think? What's happened to Coop? Why? Will they get there in time to save him? The Elders said it was okay, so what's going on? Are Phoebe and Coop that strongly connected?

Next chapter: Chapter 8: That Halliwell Stubborn Streak

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