Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed or any of it characters
Timeline: Set during the season's Five "Sympathy for the demon"
Summary: Set during "Sympathy for the demon". After absorbing Cole´s powers, Barbas almost kills Paige.
A/N: This chapter contains some references and dialogues from season's five "Sympathy for the demon".
"Trust me," Paige said, helding up a blue potion. "It the only way…"
"I will be powerless…" Cole said quietly.
Paige nodded. "You won't hurt Phoebe… Oh, Cole… I'm doing this to help you… and my sister."
"It's okay. Let's do it," Cole said and drank the potion Paige offered him. Almost immediately, he screamed in pain and dropped to the floor.
"Cole?", Paige looked at him in concern, as a black cloud rose from his body. She knelt before him. "Are you okay?"
"Barbas…" he let out in a whisper and Paige turned her back on.
"I'm back!" Barbas said, a smile on his face. "I can feel it, the power… Oh, Paige, thank you so much… Your sisters will be very proud of you."
"Who the hell are you?", Paige asked.
"Your worst fear," Barbas replied throwing an energy ball at her. The youngest Charmed One flew against the glass door.
"Paige!" Cole ran over to the young witch. "Dammit!" he cursed.
"I can't wait until I have full control of these great powers…" Barbas said and Cole's face contorted in confusion.
"You're such an idiot. You and your human soul… Your powers are mine now and no one will be able to stop me. Even the Charmed Ones," he said and flamed out.
Cole shook his head and turned to Paige, who fell to the floor.
"Cole…" she let out in a whisper and Cole sighed in relief.
"Paige… you'll be okay…" he said. "I'll help you…"
"Not now… you need healing," Cole said, pulling her against his chest.
Phoebe Halliwell walked into Cole's penthouse. She wasn't sure if she was doing the right thing…
Cole is not your problem, Phoebs…
Phoebe shook her head and kept walking. However, her eyes contorted in confusion when she saw Cole with a bruised Paige in his arms.
A/N: Hey, guys… I'm really sorry… It's been a long time, I know. But bad things happened to me. My aunt, who lived with me, died. I was sad and lost the urge to write. Now, I'm trying to write again. As always, sorry for my English. I will try my best to update my other stories.