"The can is open, the worms are out, and you may as well use them to go fishing."

Phoebe almost let out a chuckle at Elise's choice of wording her advice, but it was too real and she was aware of its truth. So, she just looked down and scratched her head. She had to call Cole and do an interview with him. Talking to him was the last thing she wanted to do or even worse meeting him in person. She knew she still had feelings for him, good and bad, so facing him now felt too awkward and uncomfortable for her.

Ever since the events that happened at the beach; her declaring her undying love to him, but still denying herself from him and him covering her with his jacket, getting too close for comfort, plus the whole thing with Adam and the bad witch, Phoebe just couldn't deal with Cole right now. A part of her wanted to stay as far away from him as possible, but another one yearned to be close to him, to touch him, to make her feel complete again. Maybe Elise was right, maybe she should give him another chance...

She truly wanted to give him another chance, but the things that happened between the two of them were too recent and serious to overlook or just forget about. However, right now she needed to do her job and act professionally, thus she texted Cole asking him to meet her at her office for an interview requested by her boss.

She could still remember his scent from his jacket. The moment he got close to her and covered her with it, she felt completely hypnotised. She flinched at the contact and her whole body shivered. Her eyes rolled back and felt weak at the knees. He always managed to take her breath away. No matter how much he hurt her, no matter how mad she was at him, she couldn't change the fact that he affected her deeply. Even though, she tried not to feel this way, it just wasn't possible. It was inevitable. Her body, her senses went to overdrive every time he was near her. She had no control over it. Maybe they really were soulmates or maybe she just had to stay away from him and learn how to live without him. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door.

"Hi."

"Come in," Phoebe said in a cold and remote manner. 'God, why do I have to be rude? He is doing me a favor. I asked him to come here, not the other way around. Ok, Phoebe. Cool your jets.'

Cole entered the office and sat on the chair in front of her desk. He cleared his throat and looked at her. She was looking at her notepad unimpressed. She looked so beautiful to him, all he wanted was to have her in his arms, but at the same time he was too afraid he'd scare her away. He crossed his legs and made a face. She looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"Ok, let's get this over with, shall we?" Phoebe grabbed her pen.

She asked him about his thoughts, while he was in the fire and he replied about his supernatural powers. Did he think this was a joke or that Phoebe had called him on purpose and it wasn't because of Elise? Maybe he thought she was impressed by his superhero acts and she wanted him back? Hell no. If these thoughts had even crossed his mind, she didn't know what she would do to him. She would make sure that he needed to change course or else... He apologized for his lack of tact and he was reminded that this would be published in San Francisco's paper and read by thousands of people. When she repeated the question, his reply took her by surprise and she just touched her temple and closed her eyes.

"All day long, everything I do, I'm thinking of you." He, then, said.

"Cole..." She uttered. 'If you only knew... You're tearing me apart.'

"Please, stop." She begged him.

"Honey..."

"Cole! Don't call me 'honey' anymore, ok?" Phoebe became furious and looked at his hurtful gaze.

"I miss you." Cole told her.

"Either stop or get out of here. This instant." Phoebe warned him and Cole sighed.

"I thought you wanted me to tell you the truth. I thought, we were done with all the lies." Cole told her.

"I just asked you to contain yourself. We have broken up. We are over. You can't talk to me like that anymore. Do you get that?"

"You're still my wife." Cole told her, not daring to raise his voice.

"It's only temporary. The divorce is going to come out soon."

"What if I don't sign the papers?"

"You can't just keep me a prisoner in this doomed marriage."

"Phoebe, I love you. And I know you love me too. We just have to work out our problems."

"Not gonna happen."

"You can't just give up on us."

"Watch me."

"We need to talk."

"I think that's enough of talking."

"Baby..."

"I swear, I'm gonna kill you." Phoebe said and wish she'd bitten her tongue instead. Last time she was forced to vanquish him and it killed her inside. It was the hardest thing she ever had to do in her life. She could never believe that she would have to kill the love of her life. Her Cole. Her emotions were all over the place, that was too much for her. The things he did, the things she did, the words they exchanged. She just couldn't do this anymore. It broke her heart. She loved him so much it hurt. That wasn't healthy. He had to understand that they can never be back together. She thought that he was about to tell her, that it wouldn't be the first time she'd kill him, but he held it back. He looked so hurt.

"I didn't mean it that way," Phoebe regretted her words, "Cole, please. You have to go now. We hurt each other enough, don't you think?"

"No matter how much you hurt me, I will never give up on us. I know I hurt you bad. But I tried. Boy, did I try. He was too powerful, Phoebe. I couldn't win." Cole told her.

"The Source?" Phoebe asked and Cole nodded. "It was still you in there."

"We shouldn't talk about this here." Cole looked at the wide open door.

"I don't care. You need to go." Phoebe told him.

"What about the interview?" Cole asked her.

"I'll e-mail you the questions. That is, if you still are willing to give me this interview."

"I could never deny anything from you and I won't start now." Cole gave her a weak smile.

"Fine. I'll send them right now." Phoebe said.

"No."

"What do you mean, 'no'? You just said..."

"Come over at our place tonight." Cole told her. He knew she would react bad at this, but he had to try.

"You're crazy. I'm never setting a foot in there. And it's not our place anymore. It's part of the mess you created."

"If you really want this interview, then I'll be waiting for you at the penthouse." Cole told her.

Phoebe was about to say, 'fuck you' but truth was she wanted to jump his bones, as bad as he did. So, she didn't give him the satisfaction to make a sarcastic comment out of it and laugh at her.

Phoebe went back to the Manor and climbed up the stairs to her bedroom. The moment she closed the door behind her, tears started falling on her cheeks. She opened her closet and took out a black jacket. The one Cole had given her with at the beach. She brought it to her face and smelled it. It still smelled like him. That night she got home, she took a shower and afterwards wrapped it around her body like a protective blanket and slept peacefully after a really long time. It was like he was there with her. Cuddling with her, holding her in his strong arms, getting lost in their own little world, where everything was safe and happy and perfect. She was reminded of the old times, when he held her close to him and caressing her gently, whispering sweet nothings to her ear, professing his love for her, promising her that he would always be there for her, for as long as she allowed him to be, kissing her, helping her to clear her mind off of demons and evil and just feel his love for her. Plain and simple. Those were some of the best moments they shared. She missed that. She really did miss that.

"You came." Cole smiled surprised.

"I just brought you this. I'm not staying. Since you don't want to do the interview, I'll just let Elise know." Phoebe said.

"That's why you came here?" Cole asked hurt.

"I had forgotten all about this and just noticed I still had it, so here." Phoebe swallowed hard hoping he wouldn't see through her lie and handed him his black jacket."

Cole took it and stared at it.

"Also, this." Phoebe gave him a small box.

"Phoebe, no." Cole said upset.

"I don't need this anymore." Phoebe said.

"This ring. It declares our love. It says it right here, damn it." Cole opened the box frustrated and read the inscription, "Eternal Love."

"All the good things must come to an end." Phoebe said sadly.

"Just keep your ring. Please." Cole said on the verge of tears.

Phoebe took it back.

"I'm sorry." Phoebe said and turned around.

"Well, I'm not." Cole said and grabbed her to turn her around. He kissed her passionately and pushed her up against the wall.

Phoebe didn't see that coming and surprised she tried to pull away, but after only a second she was pulled into this, whatever it was, and reciprocated the kiss. She felt his strong body against her and his arm around her waist, while the other was on the wall blocking any possible exit for her. His kiss made her melt inside and spinned her around. All she felt was Cole. She hadn't kissed him for so long that it felt heavenly. She felt him pulling away after a minute and opened her eyes to look at him. He rested his temple against hers and breathed heavily.

"I can't give you up, Phoebe. I can't give this up. I need you. I love you." Cole told her.

Phoebe grabbed his head and kissed him, forgetting all about their situation. Forgetting all about the past and the future. All she knew was Cole had her in his arms and that made her feel good for the first time in ages. Cole moaned as he felt her tongue slip in his mouth and deepened the kiss even more. His hands explored her thirsty body, searching for any contact he could have with her. His hands went to her hips and raised her up. She wrapped her legs around him and he pushed her against the wall again and smiled.

"Deja vu." Cole whispered.

"Cole." Phoebe whispered and kissed him.

He took her in his arms and headed towards the bedroom. All the while kissing, afraid to lose contact even for a second in case this all stops being real. He laid her on the bed and leaned on top of her kissing her face and neck. Phoebe caressed his hair and his side inside his shirt. She missed touching him, his kiss, his smell his hot body, his abs. It was like she was in heaven. She pulled his shirt upwards and took it off. Cole kissed her neck and pulled her necklace with force and broke it. Phoebe gasped and grinded against him.

"I'll get you another one." Cole said hotly in her ear and Phoebe moaned.

He hovered over her chest looking at her hypnotized. It was going up and down from her rapid breathing. He wanted to take this damn top off of her from the moment he saw it on her this morning. Her bra was distracting him all morning at her office, but tried hard not to show it to her. She looked so sexy, he felt like she was teasing him with that on purpose. He pushed her breasts together, which elicited a moan from her and deeped his face between her breasts, biting them and then teasing them with his tongue. She was shuddering beneath him, but he wasn't sure if he should go ahead and take off her clothes.

"Do you really want this?" Cole asked her in her ear and sucked it.

"I want you." Phoebe opened her eyes and said after a second, breathless.

"I love you." Cole kissed her and returned his attention to her cleavage. He kissed it going all the way to her stomach and belly teasing her with his tongue.

"God, Cole." Phoebe moaned.

He ripped her shirt off and bit her breast from outside the mint green bra.

"You look so hot, baby." Cole said grinding into her, losing his mind.

Phoebe moved her hand to his pants and unzipped them, while Cole unclasped her bra and took a breast in his mouth sucking at it. His hand travelled under her skirt caressing her thighs. Phoebe's eyes rolled back and she bit her lips. He took his pants off and then her skirt. She wrapped her legs around him, her heels dragging down his boxers. Cole took it off and heard Phoebe gasp in pleasure from what was in her sight. She hadn't had him for so long, she needed to feel him deep inside her. She needed to erase all the bad moments and just bring her to their happy place.

"Cole!" Phoebe screamed feeling his tongue on her sensitive spot.

She didn't need much to drive her to the edge. He pulled away and crushed his lips with hers.

"I love you so much." Cole said and entered her with force. They kept grinding into each other, fighting to erase the pain and the bad memories until Phoebe came undone screaming his name and digging her nails and biting on his shoulders. Her toes curled, as she shuddered below him. Cole groaned squeezing her firm butt and screamed her name. Phoebe kissed his shoulder lightly and Cole kissed her temple and fell on his side breathing hard. Phoebe opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling breathing hard.

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