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sleepswthdemonsPhoebe had woken up earlier than usual -- and before the boys. She and Anders had taken to sleeping with Cole inbetween them so if he woke up in the middle of the night, he would know that they were there and that he wasn't alone. This morning, they were all curled closer together and she was taking that as a good sign that Cole was starting to feel more comfortable with them and physical contact.
"I could kill them all for hurting you," she murmured, careful not to wake him up. If she could figure out how to get to the Underworld, she really would have things to say -- and do -- to Vornac for everytime Cole had been hurt or touched. She kissed his hair gently before slipping out of the bed.
She got dressed and pulled her hair back from her face. She smiled at how even in his sleep, Anders was holding Cole protectively, before she left the master bedroom and headed up to the attic.
She selected one of her journals that she had been keeping for what seemed like forever and crossed the room to sit on the window seat.
This was one of her favorite spots in the house. The window seat gave her perfect view of the woods behind the house and the scene never failed to relax her.
She pulled her knees up to her chin and stared out the window, lost in thought.
"I could kill them all for hurting you," she murmured, careful not to wake him up. If she could figure out how to get to the Underworld, she really would have things to say -- and do -- to Vornac for everytime Cole had been hurt or touched. She kissed his hair gently before slipping out of the bed.
She got dressed and pulled her hair back from her face. She smiled at how even in his sleep, Anders was holding Cole protectively, before she left the master bedroom and headed up to the attic.
She selected one of her journals that she had been keeping for what seemed like forever and crossed the room to sit on the window seat.
This was one of her favorite spots in the house. The window seat gave her perfect view of the woods behind the house and the scene never failed to relax her.
She pulled her knees up to her chin and stared out the window, lost in thought.
