518/520 Sunday Afternoon

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe was worried.

Cole had been gone all week and until the conversation with Wyatt at Caaritas on Thursday, she hadn't been too worried about stuff. She had assumed that they had just kept missing each other and his absence had something to do with him trying to figure out who was attacking their friends. She knew he had been worried that the Source of All Evil was behind it, and now she was worried that the Source had gotten him.

She bit her lip as she paced the room.

Wyatt was convinced that Cole was now the Source of All Evil. Phoebe knew that the fact that she was still alive was proof that he wasn't. She knew that she had to tallk to other people and make sure that they knew that it couldn't be Cole that was doing all of these things.

First though, she had to find Cole and make sure he was safe. If he got wrongly ambushed before she could warn him about what was going on -- and that the Source was messing with people -- she would never forgive herself.


[[OOC: For the possessed *woe* boyfriend]]

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[demonbelthazor]

The Source hadn't forgotten the most important thing in Fandom. She'd be coming to the Underworld with him to be by his side. And he wouldn't be taking no for an answer.

He flamed into the room.

[sensethevisions]

The flames? That confused Phoebe for quite a bit.

"Cole?"

[demonbelthazor]

"It's me, sweetheart," he said calmly. "Don't be afraid."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe stepped back a little and stared at him.

"You're flamey!"

[demonbelthazor]

"It's what I am now," the Source said, moving slowly toward Phoebe. "I'm not going to hurt you."

[sensethevisions]

"What you are... now?" Phoebe looked into his face, searching his eyes. "What happened? Cole... Wyatt told me that people think that you've been the one behind everything that has happened."

[demonbelthazor]

"Of course he did," the Source said. "They're just looking for someone to blame and I'm a convenient target. I told you people would try to tear us apart."

[sensethevisions]

"I thought you were human," she pointed out logically, not moving away from him.

[demonbelthazor]

"I was," he said. "But I'm more than that now. I'm better now." He reached out and touched his hand to Phoebe's cheek. "I can give you anything you've ever wanted now, and more. I can give you the world."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe leaned into his hand. "I don't want the world, Cole. I just want you and I want my friends and those I love to be safe and protected." She closed her eyes. "It's all I have ever wanted."

[demonbelthazor]

He circled behind her, pulling her against his chest as he lowered his mouth to her ear. "I have to leave here, Phoebe, and I want you to come with me. I need you to come with me. You know I can't live without you."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe sighed softly as he held her to him. "I don't want to be without you, Cole," she said quietly. "But where are we going? I should let people know... they'll be worried about me."

[demonbelthazor]

"You can send word later," he said, slipping one arm around her waist. "We're going to go home. Where we belong."

[sensethevisions]

"Where is that, Cole? Where is home?"

[demonbelthazor]

"The Underworld," he whispered in her ear. "My throne. Our throne."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe tilted her head to look at him. "Cole, they'll kill me there. You told me yourself that you can't guarantee my safety when I go there with you."

[demonbelthazor]

"I can now," he said. "All demons obey my will. And they'll bow to you for what you are. My queen."

[sensethevisions]

Part of her brain was screaming at her that something was very wrong here. However, his closeness to her made her feel just as warm and loved as usual. "How?" she whispered against him. "I'm not a demon. I'm a witch."

[demonbelthazor]

"But you're mine," he said softly. "And they'll know that."

[sensethevisions]

"Yours," Phoebe nodded.

[demonbelthazor]

"Come with me, Phoebe," the Source said, turning her around so that she faced him, holding her hand. "Come with me and be my queen."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded and put her hand in his. She cared less about being Queen than she did about being with Cole and helping him. "I'll come with you, love."

[blessed_twice]

And that's when Wyatt knocked on the door. "Aunt Phoebe? You there?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked at the door and then back at Cole.

"It's Wyatt..."

[demonbelthazor]

"Ignore him," Bel said, glaring at the door.

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt had a very bad feeling, so he tried the door and found it open. "Aunt Phoebe?" he called, stepping inside. He froze when he saw Bel. "Oh, shit."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe didn't move from Cole's arms. "Wyatt, it's okay. He didn't do anything."

[demonbelthazor]

The Source didn't let go of Phoebe, either. "And we were just leaving," he said, smirking at Wyatt.

[blessed_twice]

"Phoebe, no!" Wyatt said. "Don't go with him! He's evil!"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe shook her head. "He's not evil, Wyatt. I'm going to help him prove that." She smiled at her nephew. "It will be okay."

[blessed_twice]

"Phoebe, don't, please!" Wyatt called desperately, wishing he had more power to stop them. "This is wrong! You can't go with him!"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe shook her head at her nephew, not really noticing as a fireball appeared in her hand. "It's not wrong, Wyatt."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt took a nervous step back. "Aunt Phoebe...your hand...."

[demonbelthazor]

The Source looked down and Phoebe's hand and smiled. "It's the mantle of your queenship, sweetheart," he assured her. "Your power is growing. Soon you'll be able to do anything you want."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked down at her hand and her eyes widened. "I can summon fire now? How is that even possible?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Because of the bond we have, Phoebe," the Source assured her.

[blessed_twice]

"Aunt Phoebe, please," Wyatt said. "Just...come over here by me, okay? Let me talk to you alone first."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked from her hand to Wyatt... and then back to Cole.

"I have to go now, Wyatt."

[demonbelthazor]

"Goodbye, Wyatt," the Source said sweetly. He planted a kiss on the top of Phoebe's head, then summoned flames to teleport them both away.

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt watched them go, helpless to stop them. "Fuck," he said to no one in particular.