South Attic, Wednesday morning after Sociology

[demonbelthazor]

Cole didn't linger after Sociology; he headed immediately for the attic, pacing as he waited for Phoebe. The demonic kittens were curled on the couch, watching him through half-closed eyes. The contract Phoebe had signed with Crowley lay on the coffee table in front of the couch. He'd destroy it in front of her and let her be done with this nonsense about marrying Crowley.

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[demonbelthazor]

"What about protecting me, Phoebe? What about protecting me from the Source?" he snapped. "Do you want to watch me die?"

[sensethevisions]

"You know I don't want to watch you die! You know I don't want anything to happen to you, damn it! If you bring that bastard back, I'm going to ahve to choose between protecting you and protecting Piper and Paige!!"

[demonbelthazor]

"You already have choosen," Cole said softly.

[sensethevisions]

"I can't watch them die, Cole..." She moved to him and tentatively put her arms around him. "I don't want you to die, either."

[demonbelthazor]

You know the drill....