Jun 19, 2007 07:10
Despair really was something she did understand way too damn well.
Between Grams dying, leaving home, coming back, losing Cole twice and losing Prue, despair had indeed become a well-recognized companion. It was a companion that she didn't like the familiarity of, but there it was.
Now, she was wondering if she would have to get used to even greater despair.
The Underworld was hunting Cole and he was shimmering through dimensions in an effort not to lead them back to her. Leo told her that he had to still be alive, or else Phoebe would already know it.
"You're soulmates. You're connected. You'd be the first to know if anything like that happened."
She didn't know if she believed that completely. She would agree with Leo that she and Cole were connected on a deep level, but she wasn't sure she agreed with him that she would know if anything happened to him.
Now, she sat down on the bed, clutching his pillow tightly.
"Cole... where are you. Please be okay."
Despair was something that she was getting damned tired of... and she was getting scared.
Muse: Phoebe Halliwell-Turner
Fandom: "Charmed"
Words: 188
prompt may 3 c : despair,
talking muses