Saturday Afternoon

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe was sitting at her desk, reading through one of the books that had been on the list she had been given by Mr. Winchester. While she was glad that Cole had people willing to help him with his problems from his old life like Aziraphale and Mr. Winchester, she had no plans to be sitting on the sidelines when anything happened. This was her boyfriend -- her soulmate -- and she would be at his side come what may.

Well, she would if the migraine from all of the coughing she was doing would let up and allow her to study.

The cough she was fighting with turned into a curse as the glass of tea she reached for was knocked over by her hand and shattered on the floor.

"Damn it."

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[demonbelthazor]

Cole heard the crash and hurried into the room. "You okay, sweetheart?" he asked.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe finished her coughing spell and nodded at him.

"I'm okay, love. I just knocked my tea off the desk."

[demonbelthazor]

"You should be in bed," he scolded, crouching down to pick up the shattered pieces of the former teacup.

[sensethevisions]

"Studying," she said, swallowing. She got a towel to help clean up the tea. "I want to get as much knowledge as I can, be prepared."

She was also making additional notes in the Book of Shadows so other Halliwell Witches would have the knowledge to deal with things like this, too.

[demonbelthazor]

Cole frowned, knowing why she was so worried. But he didn't want to talk about that now. "You need to rest," he insisted. "You'll be no good if you get too sick."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked down. "I just don't want to fail you by being unprepared, Cole. I don't want to lose you." She sighed. "It was very inconvenient to get sick right now."

[demonbelthazor]

"Sickness rarely asks for a good time to come," Cole said. He dumped the pieces of the teacup in the trash and, after brushing his hands on his pants, took Phoebe's hands in his own. "Lie down for awhile, okay?"

[sensethevisions]

She couldn't argue with him when she saw so much concern in his eyes. She nodded, squeezing his hands. "Stay with me for awhile? We can talk... we haven't really talked since the weekend."

[demonbelthazor]

"I'll stay with you," he said, guiding her to the bed and lying her down. He climbed into the bed next to her, cuddingly against her, stroking her hair. After a momentary pause he asked, "You haven't said anything about the radio last night?" Perhaps not the safest change of topic, but it was better than talking about the Underworld being after him again.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiled. "You're not dating Anders or sleeping with him. I know this. Besides, even Dawn would have come to ask you questions." She stroked his face. "So, what were you doing?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Helping him put up some curtains," Cole said, relieved she was taking it well. "Those squirrels like to exaggerate everything."