The lonely warrior - chapter 18

Halliwell Manor

Attic

"O-kay," Paige said, crossing her arms against her chest. "As Chris said, we need to find out who this Whitelighter is. Maybe we should talk to the Elders..." she suggested.

"I don't know," Piper shook her head. "They won't believe us."

"What about Gideon?" Paige asked.

"Gideon?" Piper frowned. "Who's he?" she asked in confusion.

Paige rubbed the back of her neck. "He's an Elder and Leo's old mentor," she quietly replied. "He came here to see you after Leo's death. He was worried about Wyatt, he said that Wyatt needs guidance."

"Guidance?" Piper raised an eyebrow.

Paige nodded. "He suggested to be Wyatt's mentor. He wants to teach him how to use his powers."

"What?" Chris asked.

"He said that Wyatt's powers could be dangerous," she said.

"Why didn't you tell me anything about it?" Piper asked.

"I am sorry," Paige apologized. "I didn't want to disturb you. He understood the situation and promised to come back here later to talk to you about this."

"I don't like this..." Chris said. "What if he knows something about the future?"

"I don't think Gideon is a threat," Paige said with a shake of her head.

"I don't know," Piper said. "Leo never told me nothing about this guy..."

"We need to be careful," Chris pondered. "We don't know if we can trust this Gideon."

"So how do we find out who this Whitelighter is?" Paige asked.

"Maybe we can write a spell to find the identity of our enemy," Piper suggested. "What do you think?" she turned to Chris.

"It worth a try," he said.

Phoebe and Cole walked down the street side by side. "I should be more careful..." she said. "I should never say those things to you..."

"No, you shouldn't," he said. "But then you didn't know what would happen and it didn't change what I did. It was my hand, it was my powers what killed those people," Cole said.

"Cole..." Phoebe cleared her throat, as they stopped in front of the Halliwell Manor. She looked up at him and suddenly remembered something.

Piper...

She couldn't let them met.

Not yet.

"You're home," Cole said.

"Thank you," she nodded.

"Goodbye, Phoebe," he said softly.

"Wait a minute," she said, clutching him by the sleeve. "Will I see you again?"

Cole sighed. "Phoebe, I don't think..."

"After everything we went through, you are here in front of me... alive..." she said, reaching for him. "I forgive you, Cole, for everything that happened... Do you forgive me?"

Cole looked at her a bit confused. "What?"

"C'mon," she said with a smile. "I know I did wrong. So I forgive you for everything I suffered, but I need to know that you forgive me for what I've done against you."

"I already forgive you, Phoebe," he said calmly. "... and myself."

Phoebe gave him a slight smile and ran her hand down his face. "To forgive is good..." she said, kissing him passionately.

"I am confused," he said honestly.

"Don't be," Phoebe said, caressing his face. "I..." she stopped, as she felt the familiar sensation of being pulled into a premonition:

Cole and Piper were at the manor attic, when a Whitelighter orbed in. He formed a sword in his hand and tried to attack Piper. Cole threw himself in front her and the sword plunged straight into his heart.

"Phoebe, what happened?" Cole asked. Her face suddenly turned pale and her eyes seemed terrified.

"Whitelighter," she whispered in confusion.

"Whitelighter?" Cole raised an eyebrow. "You saw something, you had a premonition," he said.

"Yes, I did," she said, still trying to understand what she saw. "I saw a Whitelighter trying to kill my sister..."

"Your sister?" Cole frowned.

Phoebe nodded. "Piper... you saved her..." she said quietly.

"Good, it's good..." he said in relief. "At least..."

"You died," she said, clearing her throat. "You died to protect her."

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