sleepswthdemons: (Passed Out)
Phoebe had been very good and stayed inside and rested all day like she figured the guys would want her to. They hadn't been really happy with her being out so late last night and then coming home wet like she had. So, today she had stayed inside. She had read for awhile and then made lots of notes and lists for the shop. Having Lana offer her the money to make this happen had lifted a heavy stress off of her mind -- as had Lana's agreement to be a silent partner. She had wanted to make sure that her friend knew that she wanted her involved or she wanted her to let her pay her back any money she put into the store.

Phoebe was in a peaceful and content mood. Piper was close by, as were Marie and Lana. Piper was right next door and she and Piper could move between the two houses as they willed. Dean was a phone call away, and she knew that Jack was, as well, if she needed anything. She wasn't sure when she had began trusting him -- but she had. It was probably after she had killed him and he hadn't tried to hurt her after he came back to life. James and Aziraphale were close by -- and she was so very happy to be living near her big brothers again.

Best of all, she was in her own home with Cole and Anders. They had gotten Cole back and had not only saved him... but he still loved and wanted them... wanted her. It had been something she had been a little worried about since seeing the vision of what he had been made to believe she had done to him. However, the love and the bond they had always shared had clicked into place again... and here they were.

Every so often, she would stop what she was writing or reading to merely listen to the sounds of Cole and Anders moving around the house. She was aware of Anders going out later in the evening -- and that had her curious, but she could feel that Cole was still in the house with her. That made her smile -- and she had to fight the urge to call out to him and as him to come snuggle in the bed with her. It wasn't fair to be clingy at him, after all.

She lay back in the bed and picked up her book again.


[[For the husband, boyfriend, sister or anyone who might need to see her.]]
sleepswthdemons: (Was Ready For Bed)
After hanging out in the park with Lana, Phoebe wandered back home, getting completely drenched as the rainstorm finally hit. She had no idea what time it was, but she hoped it wasn't too late and the guys hadn't worried too much.

She might be living in the land of wishful thinking, too.

She was worried that they might be sleeping, so she let herself into the house almost silently and headed for the stairs. She was cold and wet and she needed to get dry and warm.

She also needed not to sneeze like she felt like doing.

She should be able to get upstairs, get dried off and get warm without waking the guys... right?



[[OOC: For the guys that live with the stubborn witch.]]
sleepswthdemons: (Sad and Stubborn)
Phoebe had been on bed rest and under house arrest all day. Even though she had been worried about where Cole had gone last night, she didn't have the energy to argue with her concerned house mates and loved ones about her trying to leave the house.

That, and Aziraphale had said she needed rest -- and she had promised Anders that she wouldn't go anywhere alone right now.

That few weeks had been hell, and it had made her think a lot about happier times -- like when they were all in high school and didn't know what the world would do to them.

Cole. Anders. Lana. Marie. Piper. Her.

With the exception of Marie, high school had been so much better for them all than a lot of things the world had done to them afterwards. She couldn't express how glad she was that Marie had been able to get something she wanted -- a normal life without her powers. For the rest of them, though, things didn't seem to have ended happily for them.

Phoebe climbed out of bed when Anders went to get tea for her and went to her bookcase. She retrieved her yearbook from her senior year and then climbed back into bed.

She retrieved her yearbook from her senior year and then climbed back into bed. )


Phoebe sighed and flipped to the picture of her, Lana and Marie hanging out and laughing at Selkie Cove. They were so happy then. She ran her fingers over the couplet memory she had written by that picture of her to best friends.

High school days and high school friends
let us always remember when


She read it out loud, trying to remember when she wrote it. She ran her fingers over it again and closed the yearbook.

Sometimes high school was so much happier.

She put the yearbook in the nightstand next to her side of the bed.
sleepswthdemons: (So Very Sad)
After the conversation with Lana, Phoebe hadn't come immediately to her bedroom. She had hung out downstairs drinking coffee and trying not to cry about the fact that Lana was hurting -- and that she had used underhanded tactics on her best friend to keep her from running away from here.

After she had drank plenty of tea and coffee -- caffeine kept her awake and from falling into too deep of a sleep, thank gods -- she grabbed Lana's bag again and headed up to her room.

She entered her room quietly so as not to wake up Anders, and headed immediately to the closet to stash the bag. Of course, going into the closet meant that she saw all of the "gifts" and she swallowed, trying to stop shaking.

Crouching down, she retrieved a boittle of tequila and opened it, taking a very long drink, before going to sit in the chair by the window. Anders needed his rest, and from here she could keep an eye on him -- while at the same time not bothering him by her resteless and her anxiety.
sleepswthdemons: (Trying To Get Up)
Anders was away teaching class and she wasn't sure about Marie or Lana, but Phoebe had managed to get changed into comfortable knit pajamas. Since she was supposed to be resting, she could at least be wearing something that was made for it.

She hadn't done a lot of moving because she wasn't supposed to be, but she was more restless than usual.

She was twenty-eight today.

Yeah, today was her birthday... but she was kind of hoping that no one would remember.

It would be the first one in twelve years that Cole wouldn't be there...

...trying to swallow her tears, she limped to her closet. She had a few things that he had given her on past birthdays, and one of those was a well-worn teddy bear. She really needed that comfort right now. She missed him so much.

And... she was feeling antsy and tense after the window incident the other night.



[[OOC: For the dead!husband/stalker... and then afterwards anyone else who would have reason to be. Identity of stalker NFB. Hee!]]

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