Racing to find a place for my soul ... Or at least a place that's less familiar

After Cole had left the East Attic last night, Phoebe had been a little frantic. She had stayed with Chloe and Veronica for awhile and made sure that Piper was going to be alright. She and Paige had talked and her sister promised to fill her in later. She had spent several moments hugging Piper, greateful that they had her back and then she had left so the others could get some rest.

She had assumed that when Cole shimmered out that he had gone home, to the South Attic, but when she got there, it was mostly empty. The kittens were there and they picked up on her distress. How could they not? She was still convinced that Cole had gotten them keyed into her moods and her empathy so they could help balance her out a bit. Of course, calling them kittens wasn't the best description as they were growing.

She made some tea (thank you, Aziraphale, for introducing her to this form of calming and soothing) and sat in her favorite seat by the window.

She was worried.

She had felt the pain and guilt that Cole was feeling when Piper attacked him and she could only imagine how much worse it had to have been for him. Everything that the Fury disguised as her sister had made him feel must have been devestating. He had told her that he had done a lot of evil things and killed a lot of witches and innocents before he had met her.

Before they had met.

He was no longer that person, he had changed and he was trying to be good now. His belief earlier that he should have died had torn at her. He really did believe they should have let him die... that he deserved it.

This scared her.

Cole was one of the people who was determined to live life and survive no matter what he had to do. To hear him sound so defeated was an anomaly. She didn't like anomalies like this.

She considered scrying for him... but she had left Kiki's map back in the other Attic. It was too late to go knocking on their door. All of them needed rest. She needed rest. However, she knew that was not likely to happen until she knew Cole was safe and knew where he was.

Phoebe closed her eyes and did her best to concentrate on the link they shared between them.

Beloved... where are you? Come home, please?