I’ll wish for you, I’ll plead and I’ll steal...

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe was not emoing at the Arms, no really, she wasn't. She was in the Suite at The Arms.

She was stretched over the bed with a notebook writing porn stuff for the paper and for her poetry class. She's also listening to music from the Ghost of the Vaudeville soundtrack. She might be singing...but only the sadder songs.

She was lost in thought, thinking about all of the things she had told Aziraphale and Wilson today...and in the last few days. She didn't want them to leave, but she understood Aziraphale that he had to do what he must do. There were things she didn't understand, and things she couldn't get others to understand. But something she did understand...unlike so many others, James and Aziraphale would still care about her and be her family. They knew how to contact her and she knew how to contact them.

In the last few days, she had done a lot of thinking and a lot of talking and a lot of...well, yeah. There had been a lot of fighting...mostly between her and Cole.

She shook her head and dropped the pen on her notebook.

Her heart and her head were full of so many conflicting things. One moment, she knows exactly what Crowley is up to and she can keep reminding herself that he loves being evil and he's a demon. Then, when she sees that look on his face...she starts to doubt all of her doubts about him. She finds herself wanting to do almost anything to get that sad look off of his face and have him become the flash bastard she knew.

Damn heartstrings

What was wrong with her? He was a demon, hello, much the evil. Fallen from Grace, ex-angel all of that. Took great pleasure in corrupting those with Grace and causing their downfall.

And yet...

And yet, there was something incredibly vulnerable about him.

As the sun went down, Phoebe sighed restlessly, and made her way to the balcony. As it got completely dark, Phoebe flicked open the latch and stepped out onto the balcony. She hadn't been out on the balcony since Crowley had taken her off the railing on Saturday night. Swallowing her fear, she stepped forward and tested the railing's sturdiness by shaking it. Satisfied that it wasn't going to collapse under her, she leaned against it and watched the stars.

She was lost in thought so someone would have to talk to her or touch her to get her attention.

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He walked out quietly from his suite, approaching slowly. She was the picture of loveliness there at the edge of everything. He was loathe to ruin it.

Even with the angel's Grace coursing through him, he knew he had a job to do. No rest for the wicked...

He sidled up behind her and slowly, tenderly encircled her waist with his hands. Bending low, his breath was hot on her neck as he spoke, "Wishing on stars, pet?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe leaned back against him and shivered slightly at the feeling of his breath on her neck.

"No," she murmured softly. "I was just thinking and craving things that are best left alone."

She tilted her head to look up at him. "Are you going to be okay?"

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"I'll be fine, my dear."

He leans harder against her and sighs, "It's not as though we've never been apart before. He says it's part of the Plan...I'd like to believe he's right."

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Phoebe lifts one hand up to run through his hair. "I wish I knew how to help, dearest," she says softly.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Just being with you is a comfort, sweetness."

Hesitantly, he kisses the back of her neck softly.

"Can I return the favor?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe turns her head to look at him and smiles gently.

"Yes."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"What is your wish, precious? Consider me your star for the night...the one you weren't wishing on before."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiles up at him. There are a range of emotions running through her eyes.

"Hold me and kiss me?"

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Anything for you, Phoebe." He smiles soflty and pulls her close, cradling her head and kissing lightly against her hair.

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"You shouldn't tell me things like that," she whispers, before kissing him gently, running a hand through his hair. "I might believe it."

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Whispering softly against her lips, his arms pull her closer still.

"Never believe me, pet. I'm a charlatan and a cad and I can break your heart with a look. I'm thankful you are so unlike me." and he closes the distance again, returning the soft kiss.

[sensethevisions]

"Never believe..." Phoebe whispers against him as she runs her hands along his shoulders. She kisses him a little less gently and relaxes against him completely.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Kissing her for a minute more, never pushing...only letting her take the lead, he finally breaks off and holds her close once more.

"Phoebe, love...I have to tell you something."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe tightens her arms around him, laying her head on his chest.

"What is it?" There might be concern in her voice.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"I know it's dreadful timing, but I have to go out of town tomorrow. I...I can't bring you, and I was wondering if you'll be all right while I'm gone."

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Phoebe is sad. "Both of you in one night?" She nods, not wanting to be difficult. "I should be okay. Can I stay here, or should I go back to the dorms while you're gone?" She really doesn't want to go back to her dorm.

She swallows. "As long as I'm feeling safe, I'll be fine."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Sweetness..." he kisses her forehead softly once again, "...you don't ever have to leave here. Consider it your home. My bride to be."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe relaxes again.

"Not to be nagging or nosy...but when will you be back?"

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"With luck I should be back late tomorrow night. Perhaps the stroke of midnight...that would be fitting for an evil fellow like me, what?" he smiles, genuinely amused at his creativity.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe laughs. "Alright you evil flash fellow," she says with amusement. "I'm sure I will be perfectly fine until your return."

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"Smashing, poppet. See? Stronger already."

He lifts her chin with gentle fingers and kisses her softly once again.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe kisses him back, gently at first, but then with a little more determination. She pulls back for a second, and then kisses him again, moving her lips from his to his chin and down his jaw to his neck.