Wednesday Evening --- Phoebe's Suite at the Arms

[sensethevisions]

After leaving Wilson in the park Phoebe had made her way to the hotel and then up to her suite. She was torn between fury and disbelief over what Wilson's revelation about Crowley had made her think.

He wouldn't...and if he did I will damn well kill him myself...

Phoebe changed out of her school clothes and into leggings and a long tunic sweater. She pulled her hair up in a ponytail to get it out of her face. She took Crowley's necklace off and put it on top of the TV. If she had to kick his ass, she didn't want the pretty necklace damaged.

It had been a long time since Phoebe had felt such anger and rage inside her. It was a welcome feeling. It beat despair any day.

If he was the one who was here Saturday night and not Cole...oooh, he had pissed off the wrong witch.

"I may not have powers like Piper's, but I will give him hell," she muttered as she paced the room.



[[OOC: Locked to crawley_demon]]

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[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

He knocks on her door, a bouquet of flowers in his hands and a soft tune about bunnies sung under his breath.

"Phoebe, my dear? Might I come in?"

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Phoebe spins and glares at the door.

"Of course, Dearest," she says sweetly.

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He opens the door and saunters in, grinning.

"Poppet, the whole room tastes of wrath. What has you all fired up?"

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Phoebe's eyes narrow.

"Why didn't you tell me you could shift shapes, dearest?" She asks with a tight smile. She is shaking as her anger and her confusion war for power within her. She is so tempted to throw something, but there's nothing close at hand.

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"You never asked, poppet. I can do many things...what would you like to know? How i can hypnotize people to do my bidding? How I can bring things back to life? How I can shapeshift from this form to somethign else as it suits me? I was an angel at one point, pet. I can do amazing things."

He flops down on the couch, and looks up at her.

"Why? Do you not like the way I look?"

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Phoebe is pacing. She doesn't want to believe what Wilson's words had made her think.

"I like the way you look just fine, Crowley and you know that." She sighs, fighting her anger, before going and standing in front of him.

"I need to ask you a question...and I need a truthful answer. This is very important to me."

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"I can see that, my dear. Ask me anything."

He smiles reassuringly, the same expression he had after she asked for something to call him...something special.

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Phoebe falters in her anger, seeing that expression. Damn heartstrings.

She sighs. "I need to know..." she frowns, not sure how to ask. "I don't like the thoughts I'm having Crowley, but you told me yourself that you're evil and will do evil things to get what you want."

She bites her lip. "Cole...he says that it wasn't him that came here to torment me on Saturday night." Her eyes are unsure and confused. "I need to know...was that you...and if so, why?"

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"Oh, pet...now what could I possibly gain from putting on his face and being all fireballs and bad manners? No, sweet. Search your heart. He hurt you and now he's lying. Without you he's more of a demon before. I can see it...I'm so terribly upset he's continuing to hurt you. Are you sure you don't want me to eat him? I will..."

He's so very smooth, everything about him oozing honesty and sincerity. Even his offer to eat Cole seems more a ploy to make her smile.

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Phoebe searches his eyes and then it seems like all of the tension melts out of her.

"I knew it," she says softly. "I knew you wouldn't have done something like that. I would be no good to you dead." She shakes her head. "No, don't do that. It's not worth it. He can't hurt me any longer...especially after this morning."

She looks at him and bites her lip. "Are you very angry that I asked?" She's still standing in front of him.

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He laughs softly and pats her, "Of course I'm not mad, pet. If you trusted me implicitly I'd think you'd gone mad or evil. No...keep me on my toes. It's delightful."

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Phoebe smiles at him.

"Keeping you on your toes..." Her eyes clouded. "Anthony, Wilson told me something today that has me extremely worried for you."

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"What could the good doctor possibly have told you, sweetness?"

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"He told me that if I stay with you...it could make those below wonder why those with Grace are attracted to you and loyal...and they could hurt you..."

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He literally snorts, then can't quit laughing for a solid five minutes.

"Was that the best he could come up with? Oh for pity's sake, Phoebe. If that were the case I would have been called Below a hundred thousand times! Not at all, pet...you see, those who have more Grace are more desirable. I attract the Graceful to bring them low. You are so much more a prize than...say...Angel. His soul has very little Grace compared to yours."

He regains his composure, "But I don't want you to think I only see you as a conquest, dear. You are a spot of brightness unlike any I've ever had before. I dare say...you please me."

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Phoebe looks at him, and then nods, relief flooding through her.

"I don't want to attract harm to you," she says firmly. "I don't."

She tilts her head. "I do?" This seems to make her brighten and she extends her hand to him. "Wilson and I had a very long conversation about you and...Aziraphale."

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"Dare I ask what our Earthly mates had to say about us?"

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"Wilson is most put out that you used me to hurt Aziraphale so deeply. It was cruel of you to hurt him and use me as a weapon. Wilson said you made pain tear deeply through Aziraphale's soul."

She sighs softly. "We also discussed you, fallen, grace and a few other things."

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"The angel doesn't have a soul, pet. Neither do I. If I had to guess, he's wounded because he's shirking his duty. No one likes it pointed out when they do poorly in their field."

He grins at her. "You talked about me?"

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"But why would you having me hurt him so badly?"

She nods. "I talked about you quite a lot."

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"Phoebe..." he sighs and looks away, "...he's hurt the same reason I am. He has James and I have you, and neither of us has each other. It's unpleasant."

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Phoebe looks sad for him. "Oh." She caresses his cheek gently. "I do not want to be in the way, dearest. If it is Aziraphale you wish to be with, I can... I can leave."

Phoebe dips her head and she kisses him. It's not a light kiss.

"I would like to stay here for you, but Dearest, if you want to be with Aziraphale, I would do my best to help you with that."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

He kisses her, clearly trying to restrain himself, but holding her tight to him and taking as much as she'll give.

Finally breaking the kiss, he smiles at her.

"I don't want anyone but you, my sweet."

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Phoebe smiles at him and then nuzzles his neck, before kissing it lightly.

"I like it here with you...even though I know I shouldn't," she admits, but she looks like she's thinking about something.

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"What's on your mind, pet? It's all right, you know. It's really not the worst place you could be."

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Phoebe sits down on the couch next to him. "Explain this whole Grace thing and how it helps or feeds you?"

Does not sit in his lap, nope, not here.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Oh, er...well..." he's clearly caught off guard, and looks at her. "It's um, it's...well, you see..."

He stands up and begins to pace, worrying his fingers against themselves.

"You see, Phoebe, I'm Fallen. That means I haven't any Grace. and I...I...I miss it, all right?"

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Phoebe stands up and comes up behind him, wrapping her arms around him and laying her head along his back.

"I think I understand, well, not so much, but I can try to." She is silent and then says. "And you and Phale and Wilson seem to think I *do* have grace?"

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"Precious, I don't think. I know. When my touch burns you, that's when you'll know you've been brought low. Until then, even the fires of Hell can't come close to you." he lies so very smoothly.

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Phoebe is thinking about this. She is obviously believing what he's saying. "Then why, when Aziraphale find out I had woken up in your bed was he so concerned that your touch had burned me? That makes no sense. I told him you had never been anything but gentle and loving with me."

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He actually blushes and looks away, mumbling towards the floor, "becausemytouchburnshim"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe doesn't know what she was expecting to hear, but that certainly isn't it. She is stunned, but then, she moves around to his front and lays her hands alongside his face, looking into his eyes. She is trying to think of something to make him feel better, and then she smiles.

"You're not burning me."