Tuesday Morning, 518/520

[sensethevisions]

After gaining Wyatt's reluctant assistance, Phoebe had come back to her rooms yesterday afternoon and took a shower. She then cleaned the rooms very thoroughly and did laundry -- and how did her bra get up there? After doing all of that, she had passed out on the couch in the main room.

Today, she had moved the table and couch back so that there was a nice clear area in the main room with which they could work.

Hopefully, she'd be able to use the spell to go right to Cole and find out what was going on. She knew that Wyatt was worried that the voice she was hearing could be a trap, but she really didn't think so. She knew that it was Cole reaching out to her. Their souls had always been linked, so if he was in need of help, why wouldn't she hear him?

She laid a pillow on the floor where she would cast the spell -- no reason to give herself a concussion when she left her body -- and paced as she waited for the others to arrive.


[[OOC: For blessed_twice and futurebucs_star. That Phoebe had visitors is okay for broadcast. What they did or spoke about? Not so much.]]

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Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

Let's not pay attention for a moment about how odd it feels to Phoebe to have someone being that protective of her that is not Cole.

Or that it's her nephew from the future.

Or that he's younger than her.

Phoebe stared at her nephew.

"Excuse me?" She tilted her head to the side. "What in the hell is that supposed to mean?"

Re: Doing The Spell

[blessed_twice]

"He took advantage of your grief," Wyatt said coolly.

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe's jaw dropped.

"What? How do you figure that?"

Re: Doing The Spell

[blessed_twice]

"I saw what shape you were in after the memorial," Wyatt pointed out.

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

"Yeah, I was a frakking wreck and just felt like I was dying. I wanted to die because it hurt so much. Then, I drank a half a bottle of Tequila, a half a bottle of Ambrosia and a half a bottle of Space Vodka."

Re: Doing The Spell

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders could see where this conversation was going, and none of them needed it right now -- not if they were going to do this, and do it right.

"Wyatt," he interrupted, "not now."

Re: Doing The Spell

[blessed_twice]

"Right," Wyatt said through clenched teeth. "I need to go find Chris anyway."

Re: Doing The Spell

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"We'll talk about this later," Anders told him. "You know where to find me."

Re: Doing The Spell

[blessed_twice]

"Yeah, I do," Wyatt said. He nodded at Phoebe. "I'll let you know what's going on," he said, heading to the door.

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

"Alright," Phoebe said softly, still trying to figure out what was going on.

Re: Doing The Spell

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Need me to stick around for a while?" asked Anders.

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe gave him a small smile. "Thanks, but that's okay. I think I'm going to go talk to Bridge about what I heard and saw and see if he has any ideas on how we can help Cole." She placed a hand on his arm. "Try not to let Wyatt get to you, okay? You didn't do anything wrong."

Re: Doing The Spell

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Walk you down, then?" offered Anders. "I was going to stop by the room and grab a jacket before I go take my Glider out for a spin."

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded. "Happy for the company," she said softly. "I'm really sorry about Wyatt's reaction, Anders. Apparently, he and his brother are just really over-protective. Just..." she sighed. "It was mytual, damn it. There was no taking advantage."

Re: Doing The Spell

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Anders said, putting an arm around her shoulders. "Don't worry about it, okay? I'll try and talk Wyatt down later or something. I get why he's protective, so it's not a big deal, really."

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe leaned against him. "What business is it of his what I do anyway," she muttered. "I'm his aunt..." She sighed. "You're a good friend, Anders and I just don't like him thinking that... because you didn't."

Phoebe was seriously thinking about locking herself in her room and never coming out again.

Re: Doing The Spell

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders laughed softly. "Hey, seriously, don't worry about it. I'll talk to him. If I end up having to hit him because he won't let up about it, will you talk your sister out of blowing me up?"

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe laughed. "I promise to keep Piper from blowing you up."

Re: Doing The Spell

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Then everything'll be fine," Anders said. "C'mon, let's go hunt down my roomie."

Re: Doing The Spell

[sensethevisions]

She nodded and followed him down to Room 227 to find Bridge.