A/N: A Cole and Phoebe adventure! Set in season four, maybe a few days after Cole lost his powers. Phoebe has not consented to his marriage proposal yet. Please read, review, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: As you would probably guess, I do not own any characters of Charmed nor any part of the TV show. If I did, I certainly would not be writing fan fiction because I would make sure it appeared in the script. ï So, to ease those corporate minds out there, there is no benefit for me except for that warm and fuzzy feeling of venting creatively.
Piper hummed contentedly to herself as she prepared an early dinner. She and Leo had finally gotten some time alone, with Paige out at an art class until five minutes ago, and Phoebe and Cole off somewhere by themselves. It was nice, she thought lazily. The only demons they've encountered in the past few days only required a flick from her hands. Better yet, they didn't even ruin the furniture when they appeared at the Manor. On the income front, P3 was doing extremely well, and Paige's money now was added to the mix. Even Cole was out finding a job. Piper started to wonder what job he could possibly find when she heard the front door slam. Hard.
She hurried out to see what the commotion was all about. All she saw, however, was her younger sister, whose face was set in a stony expression, and her boyfriend, who had a look of fury to match his girlfriend's. They headed for separate directions.
"Um...Phoebe? Hon?" called Piper as Phoebe headed up the stairs. She didn't respond. Piper watched as she went up, bewildered. What kind of fight did they get into?
She had no time to think about that, though, because she had remembered the dinner that was cooking over the stove. She went back to the kitchen, only to see the hulking figure of Cole rummaging through the refrigerator.
She returned to her place behind the stove. "So, what happened?" Piper asked lightly, as she adjusted the fire.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him close the fridge door—rather forcefully—and turn to glare at her. "Oh, no, everything's fine," he said sarcastically. He opened the pantry.
"Mmhmm," said Piper, a hint of amusement in her voice. When he didn't elaborate, she brought out her time tested method of getting people to talk. "Who started it?"
The question did not fail her. "Of course she started it!" he burst out. "She's always tense lately. She's hiding something." He grabbed a bag of chips and glared back again at Piper. "Do you think she's cheating on me?"
Piper rolled her eyes at her dinner. "Of course she's not cheating on you," she said.
"How can you be so sure, huh? Or are you just covering for her?"
Piper turned around, annoyed. "Cole, listen to yourself. You know she loves you. What are you talking about, anyways?"
Cole glowered and stuffed a fistful of chips in his mouth. "We were having this perfectly good time at the park. I leave for a second, to get a drink, and when I come back, she's talking to this guy, who's obviously hitting on her. I got a bit upset, OK, but can you blame me? And then she blows up..."
"And then he starts on his 'I have to protect you' speeches. From what? This random guy in the park who wants to know how to get to the Golden Gate Bridge?" Phoebe nearly yelled from Paige's room. Paige cringed slightly but looked at her.
"He's jealous," she said. "That's obvious enough."
Phoebe calmed down just the slightest bit. "I know that," she said in a more subdued tone. "And its natural, I guess. But that, on top of him wanting to protect me from everything—I mean, I am capable of protecting myself. I know," she continued, sighing as she said Paige open her mouth to speak. "He wants me safe. But I can't live the rest of my life like this. To be married to him...but I feel like, like if I don't consent soon, its gonna be over. Cole's a great looking guy, you know, smart, loving." Her eyes glazed over a bit. "And so good at—"
"OK, we get the picture," said Piper, turning off the stove. "You get jealous, Phoebe gets mad at that, and then you both storm back here."
Cole started to pretest, but soon stopped. "Basically," he mumbled. He ate another handful of chips.
Piper gave him her I'm-always-right look, something usually mainly reserved for Leo. "May I suggest a few things?" she asked without waiting for an answer. She walked up to him and snatched the bag out of his hands. "First, no more eating," she said sternly. "You'll ruin your appetite. Second, ease up on those 'I need to protect Phoebe' lectures. She just got out of college, you know."
Cole stared at her as she put the chips back into the pantry. "You got a lot of nerve, lecturing me about lectures," he growled.
"Well, I'm not the one who got into a fight with my significant other," she replied, giving him a dose of her deadly sweet tone of voice.
Just then, Leo orbed in. "I was listening to you guys," he said. He grinned at Cole. "You don't know how refreshing it is to hear that tone of Piper's directed at someone else for a change."
"Like I was saying," said Piper, silencing Leo with a look, "this is Phoebe. She doesn't like the idea of somebody fending for her all the time."
"Whatever," said Phoebe, exasperated. "I love being with Cole, and I love him, but I still need my independence. To feel it. That's what scares me so much about marriage, I need to—to breathe."
"That's what bachlorette parties are for, huh?" commented Paige, a little dryly. "Or not," she added after seeing the look on Phoebe's face. Paige looked away, and then almost immediately looked back at Phoebe again, almost as if she had an idea.
"What?" snapped Phoebe, nerves still on edge.
"I know this guy who owns this really exclusive club," she said slowly. "I have passes. Actually, my name's the pass. I could take you there."
"Paige, we go to a club all the time."
"Yeah, a club, which our sister owns," Paige countered. "A place where we sit and have drinks. I'm talking about the Fire Den, ever heard of it?"
Phoebe's brows furrowed. "I might've, but I don't know..."
"Come oooon," said Paige, coaxing her older sister as much as possible. "Where's the wild Phoebe I keep hearing about, huh?'
"But at five o'clock?"
Paige grinned, knowing she was getting somewhere. "Those kids party 24/7, seriously. I don't know how they do it, actually. I went in one night and returned the next afternoon. Nothing stopped, everyone was wearing the same clothes and everything." Paige paused. "Well, if you want to sit through an uncomfortable dinner..."
"We're leaving!" shouted Paige as she and Phoebe headed downstairs and to the front door.
"Wait, where?" yelled Piper, scurrying after them.
"Out," replied Paige, arching a mysterious eyebrow. She tugged on Phoebe's jacket sleeve. "Let's go," she said.
"Phoebe—" she a new voice. Cole's.
Phoebe looked levelly at him, then turned away. The two younger sisters walked out without another word.
Piper looked over at Cole. "Should I say it now, or should I say it later?"
"Save it," he retorted as he stalked back to the kitchen.
A/N: So, how was it? Hope you enjoyed it so far, its my first story up! Please review!!