Cole

A hotel

"You're a what?" Jason asked, frowning.

"A witch," Phoebe replied quietly. "I have magical powers," she said and levitated herself in front of him.

Jason looked at her terrified and stepped back. "What the hell is that?"

Phoebe looked at him and came back to the ground. "My powers... Don't be scared..."

She walked to him, but he stepped back. "Don't," he said, raising his hand.

Phoebe frowned slightly. She could feel it, his confusion and fear. "Are you afraid of me?" she asked, the hurt clearly showing in her words.

"You levitated," Jason mumbled.

Phoebe nodded. "I told you, I am a witch. I have these magical powers..."

Jason raised an eyebrow. He didn't like that. He was never afraid of Phoebe before, until now. "So... you have demonic powers," he said.

Phoebe looked at him in disbelief. "What?! Demonic? No, Jason, my powers are not evil. I'm not..." she said, reaching for him, but he pulled away from her. "I'm not evil..." the young witch muttered.

"Sorry," Jason said, looking at door. "I don't... I never saw something like this before..."

Phoebe cleared her throat, trying to stop the tears from falling down her cheeks. "Don't be afraid, I would never hurt you..."

Jason flinched for a moment. "You can float in the air, that's your power..."

"I also have the ability to see events from the past, present and future... I have the power of the premonition. Recently, I received a new power and became an empath," she explained to him.

"An empath?" Jason asked, frowning slightly.

"Yeah, I can feel and understand what other people feel," she said.

"I see... And you're using your power on me," he said, shaking his head.

"No... I mean, I can feel what you feel, but..." she tried to explain yourself.

"Do you have the power to control people's emotions?" he asked, breathing hard and fast.

"Control?" Phoebe looked at him confused. "Oh God, Jason! Don't! I would never manipulate you... Never!"

"But you said that you can read me, you can feel what I feel," he raised an eyebrow.

Phoebe shook her head. She was scared to tell him the truth because she knew he would react this way. "You don't trust me anymore... You think, Oh God!" she turned her face away, bile burning in her throat.

"I think you should go," he said. "I... I'm sorry, Phoebe, but I can't deal with this," he said, opening the door for her to leave.

Phoebe breathed in and out, trying to calm herself. She felt like a knife stabbed her in the heart. "Please, listen to me... I'm not evil. I'm good, I'm a good person..."

"Your powers..." Jason muttered. "You can hurt people..."

"But I never hurt anyone. I use my powers to fight against evil. Please, don't judge me because of my powers," Phoebe reached for him, but he pulled away from her again.

"Sorry..." he said, pointing to the door.

Phoebe stood in front of him for a few seconds, then nodded. "I know you're afraid, but you need to..."

"Stop reading my mind!" he shouted. "Please, go away!"

Phoebe pinched her eyes shut, trying not to receive his emotions. But she couldn't. She was feeling everything and it was painful. Then she did the only thing she could do.

She ran away.

Halliwell manor

Living room

Paige's eyes grew wide, as the revelation. Chris was Cole's son... No, not only that. Chris was Cole's and Piper's. "It's impossible! You're lying!"

Chris shook his head. "No, Cole's my father and Piper is my mother."

Piper closed her eyes. "All this time you're here, trying to save your brother from evil... Why didn't you tell me the truth? Why keep the secret?"

"You wouldn't trust me," Chris said softly. "You know that. I had to lie to you. I'm sorry, but I couldn't tell you the truth."

"The way I treated you. Oh God, I'm so sorry, I..." she sniffled.

She really thought of the possibility of getting rid of him, of her own son.

"It's okay," Chris said. "I know it's hard for you to understand everything, you were confused, that's all."

Piper let out a slight smile and caressed his face. How could he be so good and understanding after everything he heard? She was feeling terrible right now. "Sorry, it wasn't my intention to hurt you."

But Piper knew she did. She could see it in his green eyes. "You're so like her," she said and, when he frowned, she added. "Prue... But you also look like your fa... Like Cole."

Paige rolled her eyes. "This doesn't make any sense. I mean, you're a Whitelighter, Chris!" she said, still wasn't understanding what was happening. "Cole is..."

"I'm not a Whitelighter..." Chris explained, flinching a little.

"So, what the hell are you?" Paige asked, raising an eyebrow. "How can you orb?"

"Okay," Chris raised his hand. "I can orb because my cousin brewed a potion and cast a spell."

"Cousin?" Paige asked curiously.

Chris nodded. "Yeah, my cousin. He's great in making potions."

"I see," Paige said, her hands on her hips. "So your cousin... helped you to trick us. Phoebe's kid, I suppose."

Chris grinned. It was wonderful how in the middle of this mess his aunt was trying to get information about the future. "I can't tell you... Anyway, he cast the spell and I drank the potion. And here I am, orbing around."

Paige sighed. "So... you're half-witch, half... demon?"

"No," Chris shook his head. "My father is not a demon, not anymore."

"What happened to Cole?" Piper asked curiously. "Where's he? And why are you saying he's not a demon anymore?"

Chris hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to tell the truth, but he felt like he owned them at least some explanations. "He's in the Cosmic Void."

"The Cosmic Void," Piper repeated. "What is that?"

"A space between life and death," he explained.

Piper frowned. "So, he didn't die in that alternate reality... He's in this Cosmic Void."

Chris nodded. "The angels of Destiny and Death gave him a choice, a choice to redeem himself."

"Whoa..." Paige's eyes grew wide in surprise. "The angels of Destiny and Death saved him?"

"Look, I can't tell you more, okay? Don't worry, the truth will come out with time," Chris said softly. Then he turned to Piper. "When the time comes, he'll be back..."

A hospital

Cole sighed in relief, as the young girl's heart started to beat again. He was invisible to everyone and watched carefully every move of the doctors.

"You did a great job," he heard a familiar voice.

He turned his back and looked at the Angel of Destiny, who was standing behind him. "She's so young... She deserves a chance," he said.

The Angel nodded and looked at the young girl. "She'll be okay."

"I almost lost her," Cole said quietly. "She could have died and..."

The Angel shook her head. "No, you didn't. Your job is to help lost souls to move on... She was lost, traumatized and you helped her."

"She'll remember me? I mean, it's the first time I help someone to come back to life," Cole turned his face to the young girl.

The Angel shrugged. "Maybe..."

Cole sighed. "I'm glad she's okay," he said truthfully.

"I know... And I'm glad you're embracing your destiny," she said, studying him.

Cole lowered his head. He was trapped in the void. It was his prison and he accepted it. After everything that happened, it was better this way. "I'll keep my word. I'll do my best to help the lost souls..."

I'm the only one who's condemned to be here for all the eternity.

The Angel grinned. "The blind leading the blind."

"What?" he frowned.

"Nothing," she said. "Great job here, Cole. I'm really proud of you," she said and sparkled out.

Cole looked one last time at the young girl. She was sleeping peacefully. "Be happy," he muttered and disappeared through grey, dust-like particles.

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