sleepswthdemons: (Leaning)
Phoebe hadn't wanted to leave the house, but she needed to get out of her room for a little while. She wasn't allowed to go anywhere alone right now and she really wasn't sure she wanted to try. Her housemates might get scary if she got stubborn and tried to go hunting again.

Not that she would. She was pretty freaked over the idea of ever leaving the house again.

So, in an attempt to get out of her room for a little while, she had limped her way onto the porch and was sitting in the shade, just watching... well, everything.

She was safe enough in the daylight, right?

[[OOC: Mostly for Logan but open!]]
sleepswthdemons: (Passed Out)
Even though she had steadfastly vowed to never let down her guard or go to sleep again, Phoebe found that she was only able to stay awake for so long before shock and exhaustion wiped her out. Thinking that she would just close her eyes for a half hour nap, Phoebe had curled up in the middle of her large bed. It wasn't long until she was in a deep, but restless sleep.

The nightmares started almost immediately.

Phoebe tossed and turned in her sleep as the nightmares wrapped around her and seemed so real.

They were nightmares of losing Cole, of the vanquish and of searching the Wastelands over and over again, trying to find him to no avail...

...those dreams soon became intertwined with the stalker and the traumatic events that had been happening lately.

"Cole," she whimpered. "Cole..."

[[OOC: First for he that knows who he is... and then afterwards for the housemates.]]


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Phoebe Halliwell

July 2009



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