sensethevisions: (Damn Heartstrings)
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Seeing Cole's ring there in her box, made Phoebe think of happier, more loving times in their lives. Since Crowley was off on business, and Lana was still sleeping, Phoebe had decided to wander the hotel in thought. Somehow, she had come to find herself standing outside the door of the suite that she had Cole had spent New Year's Eve and most of New Year's day in. It had been a loving and peaceful time for them that day. All of the problems and worries and cares had been left outside for that period of time.

She lay her hand against the wood of the door as tears flooded into her eyes. Everything had gone to hell so very quickly, hadn't it? Her eyes focused on the ring that she now wore on her hand. The engagement ring from Crowley now took the place of Cole's promise ring that she had never once taken off since he had given it to her.

Phoebe touched the door knob and to her surprise, it opened easily. Well, Sue Ellen had said that the room wasn't occupied. She opened the door and went in to the suite. It was still just as beautiful as it had been the night they stayed here. So...untouched by everything.

She moved through the sitting room and stepped into the bedroom. She flipped on the light, and then gasped out loud at what she saw.

"Cole..." she said in a heartbroken whisper.

Cole was in bed...with one of Crowley's employees.

And he had had the nerve to get bitchy with her when he thought she and Crowley were having sex?

She grabbed the clock from the TV and threw it into the wall above their heads... hard.

Date: 2006-02-04 04:01 pm (UTC)
demonbelthazor: (Huh?)
From: [personal profile] demonbelthazor
Bel hadn't heard the door, and barely noticed when the light came on, so intent was he on the woman in his arms. Then the clock crashed over their heads and glass and plastic rained down on them. He instinctively shielded "Phoebe" from the fragments, then rolled off her and sat up, facing the intruder. "What the hell are--." His voice broke off when he saw Phoebe. "Phoebe?"

Date: 2006-02-04 04:17 pm (UTC)
demonbelthazor: (WTF?)
From: [personal profile] demonbelthazor
He looked down at the woman in the bed in confusion and searched his hazy memories. Marty shooting him up with drugs, finally taking effect, shimmering to the hotel for safety. Phoebe came to him...no, it was this woman, the one in the bed. He must've thought she was Phoebe. Oh, hell.

And why the hell was Phoebe singing? Where was that music coming from?

He started to say it wasn't what it looked like, but stopped himself. That was ridiculous, and there was no reason to hide it, anyway. Phoebe had already done the same with Crowley.

"Do you mind?" he snapped.

Date: 2006-02-04 04:38 pm (UTC)
demonbelthazor: (Guilty)
From: [personal profile] demonbelthazor
"Shit," Bel said as the door slammed. Was she lying? Had she never slept with Crowley? Even if she hadn't, she was with him, and that was bad enough. But he looked down at the rumpled sheets on the bed and wondered what he had been thinking.

Then to his shock and chagrin, he found himself singing:

She made a difference
I guess she had a way
Of making every night seem bright as day
Now I walk in shadows, never see the light
She must have lied 'cause she's with another demon guy

I don't believe in love
Thought I did, I never will
I don't believe in love
I'll just pretend she never was real
I don't believe in love
I need to forget her face, I see it still
I don't believe in love
It's never worth the pain that you feel

No chance for contact
There's no raison d'etre
My only hope is one day I'll forget
The pain of knowing what can never be
With or without love it's all the same to me

I don't believe in love
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in love
I'll just pretend she never was real
I don’t believe in love
I need to forget her face, I see it still
I don't believe in love
It's never worth the pain that you feel


He buried his face in his hands, trying to convince himself that they were better off this way, he didn't need her, he could go on without her. Somehow it didn't work.

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