Phoebe had cried for awhile after Cole had shimmered away from their room in anger. She hadn't heard any announcements and no one had come to get her, so she could only assume that Cole hadn't killed Anders. That was a good thing as far as she was concerned. Although, she didn't understand why people seemed to get more upset with Anders about what ( Read more... )

After her Hunting Class, Phoebe had bolted from the class and back to their dorm room. Seeing Angel had sparked an idea with her and she needed to do some research before she lost her momentum ( Read more... )

After hanging up on Piper, Phoebe returned to her and Cole's room. She had already planned to stay with Lana again tonight, but she needed to duck out of her friend's sight while she struggled to get herself under control. She didn't want Lana to see her in tears, so she went to her own room to pick up some materials for her class tomorrow ( Read more... )

Phoebe was curled up on the couch in the main room with a blanket wrapped around her. She had taken a very long shower -- so long that the water had turned cold. She got dressed in something comfortable and sat on the couch, where she couldn't seem to get warm. She knew it wasn't a temperature type of cold -- it was an internal and emotional cold. ( Read more... )

Phoebe sat on the rock next to Spinster and watched the waves lapping at the shore. The pull of the ocean and the call to dive into the waves and just swim away was extremely strong tonight and that unexplainable tie to this island seemed to be fading. She knew she should dive into the water and go home, but something inside her just wasn't ready ( Read more... )

Phoebe opened her eyes and decided it was way too early to be awake as it was barely light up through the curtained window. She closed her eyes and snuggled back up to Cole ( Read more... )

Phoebe was making much with the pummeling of the free-standing punching bag she had been attacking yesterday. Of course, she would probably be doing better at her work out if she wasn't in tears.

Kiki was leaving.She punched the bag again, hoping that it would make her feel better. It didn't ( Read more... )

Phoebe had had a long night and a day that seemed even longer.

After a restless night where she did way too much thinking, Phoebe had forced herself to go to Camulus' Celtic Studies class and act as the teacher. It had been hard as the classroom reminded her too much of the two people that were not there ( Read more... )

After the visit to Cole, Phoebe retreated to the attic and stayed there for the rest of the afternoon and the evening. She didn't plan on going anywhere for the rest of the day ( Read more... )

Phoebe sat in the bed, under the blankets, with her knees pulled up to her chin. There were shadows creeping across the floor as the sun started to rise, but she barely noticed them ( Read more... )