Suite 518/520, Friday morning before classes

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Bel had woken up before Phoebe that morning. After he got ready for classes, he settled on the couch, fiddling with his new purchase from yesterday.

[For the fake girlfriend!]

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"Morning, sweetheart," he said, tilting his head back for a kiss.

He may have tried to slide the gun under a couch pillow.

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Phoebe bent down to give him a kiss, but she saw something.

"What's that?"

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"Nothing?" Cole said, giving her a quick kiss to distract her.

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Phoebe pulled back and looked at him.

"That so doesn't work, Cole."

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"It's a Christmas surprise?" Cole was grasping at straws, yes.

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She had practice with him, yes.

Phoebe shook her head. "Cole..."

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"It's nothing to worry about, really," Cole assured her.

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Phoebe gave him the Look(tm).

"What are you hiding?"

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Cole sighed and pulled the gun out from under the pillow. "This," he said.

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Phoebe gasped and stepped back... way back.

"What is that doing here?"

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"I bought it yesterday," Cole said. "So I can protect you. And myself."

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Phoebe swallowed, forcing herself to look away from the gun and look at him.

"You don't need that, Cole. It's... it's not a good idea."

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"Oh, come on, you see worse than this when you go up against demons," Cole protested.

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"Wrong. I see demons intent on killing me, not weapons that can accidentally hurt me... or that a man held on me and threatened to kill me with."

She looked at him. "Get rid of it."

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"Look, I have to have a way to protect myself, and the one I love!" Cole said.

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"And who's going to protect us from the gun?"

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"I know how to handle it!" Cole insisted.

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"Not around me," she said softly. "I cannot live in the same place as a gun, love."

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"Why not?" Cole said.

He may have been pouting a little.

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"I'm afraid of guns, Cole, and they're dangerous as hell."

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"I can handle it," Cole said. "I'm just not gonna be defenseless around this place, okay?"

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Phoebe looked at him sadly. "You don't need a gun to defend yourself around here, Cole... and I won't stay here if the gun is here."

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"Phoebe!" Cole whined.

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She shook her head. "No. I'll ask Lana if I can stay with her, or I'll find somewhere else to stay."

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"You can't!" Cole said sulkily.

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"Can't I?"

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"Phoebe!" Cole pleaded. "C'mon!"

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Phoebe shook her head adamantly.

"Either the gun goes or I do, Cole," she said firmly. "I will not live in the same place as that thing."

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"I'll get rid of it," Cole finally capitulated, scowling. Eventually.

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Phoebe scowled back. "I'll come back to our rooms when it's gone... permanently."

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"Fine," Cole said. He picked up the gun and stuffed it into his pants. "I'll deal with it after class."