I feel flushed as my blood boils under my skin, my skin starts to feel like it is on fire, I toss and turn.  Pulling the blanket off me, to get cool without it working.  I move my hair from my face, and wipe the sweat from my forehead, I feel the bed start to become wet under me.  I wake up and slowly get out of bed, walking over to the long window that was just taller than me.  I look out at the moon, trying to cool myself down and feel better.  I look around at my dorm, my roommates all sleeping peacefully and happily.  I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn around while raising my leg, the hand grabs my leg to prevent me from kicking.  I freeze as the figure let's go of my leg.

"Cole?" 

I whisper out, in utter fear for my life.  Except it wasn't Cole, it was Belthazor.  I try to scream but I can't, I try to hit and kick but I can't, I try to do anything but I can't.  I can't think, talk, blink, move or do anything.  But I feel tears start to build up in my eyes, I somehow start to be able to think again, I think about my sisters Prue and Piper, realising that I may never see them again.  I think about Mum, Patty Halliwell, how I may just be about to join her.  I feel my skin get scratched, and I see Belthazor raise his hands.  I clench my eyes shut, not wanting to see the fire ball that could take my life.  I start crying harder and preparing to leave this world and be with my beautiful mother once more.

"Phoebe? Phoebe? Phoebe"

I begin to hear a voice say, I try to open my eyes but they are heavy.  So I give up, but I can hear and smell, but I can't move and see.  I feel a hand on my thigh, I feel another hand on my forehead, while there is another one holding my hand.  

"She's okay, she's okay, she's okay,"

"She has to be okay, she's strong,"

"Come on Phoebe! Please just wake up!"

I hear the same voice from before saying, the first two sentences being said more like the person trying to convince themselves that I am okay, and that I am strong.  But that last sentence being more frantic, worried almost as if every word carried pain.  I feel myself gain the strength to open my eyes.  I blink while looking around the room at the three people who were here with me.  Hermione was holding my hand and sitting on the bed next to me, her eyes red and puffy from crying.  Seamus was sitting behind her, his hand resting on my thigh, stroking it with his thumb, his face full of worry and concern.  And the person I least expected or wanted to be there had their hand on my forehead.  Cole.

"Phoebe Halliwell?!" 

I hear Hermione almost shout as she pushes herself forward and throws her arms around my neck.  I giggle softly and hug her back, tightly.  I look at Seamus while hugging her and smile at him, I then look over at Cole, my heart starts to break again but I hide it.  Hermione pulls back from the embrace.

"Are you okay? What happened? Do you need anything? Don't you ever do that to me again!" 

She says quickly, luckily I was similar and spoke very fast so I caught every word she was saying, but just.

"Hermione, slow down a little bit, Sweetie,"

I say while smiling, I look between the trio who were surrounding me on the bed, I had somehow ended up in the Hospital Wing.

"And to answer your questions Hermione... Yes I am okay now, I think haha.  I don't know what happened but I will find out as soon as I get out of this joint.  And some water would be nice, by the way I am so sorry Mione, I didn't mean to scare you!" 

I say, answering all of her questions at once, the boys nearly not catching a word I had just said. Hermione leaves to get me some water, Seamus had decided to go back to the Common Room, so that I left me here by myself with Cole.  We shared a moment or two in awkward silence, he goes to say something before I cut him off.

"Look, maybe it's best for the both of us if you're not here, this will end badly.  I'm so sorry Cole... But I just can't, not now..."  

Cole looks at me, saddened and in pain.  It stuck a nerve deep in me, but I would never admit it, I can't have him knowing that I still want him, scratch that need him.  But I have to find a way to live without him, whether I like it or not.  I almost get lost in his blue eyes, but I pull myself out of my gaze, fearing what I would do if I didn't.  I feel my brown eyes, fall to where he been staring not too long ago.  My necklace, which now laid neatly on the bedside table.  

"It's all good, I get it, sorry Pheebs," 

He says, dipping his head and walking away, he disappears as he gets further down the Hospital Wing, but I hear the doors open and close, and single tear drops down my face.  I whip it away as quickly as it came.  I take my necklace in my hands, looking over it for a second before placing it back where it belongs, around my neck.  I feel my eyelids become heavy again, I stretch and yawn, and make myself comfy.  Before I know it, I am asleep again.  This time in a peaceful and deep sleep, nothing bad just peaceful and happy.  My mind leaves this world, not worrying about what I was going to do when I leave this wing, not about what I would have to do, not about what was going to happen.  But I know I will have to worry about that soon, just not now, now was my chance to rest for the first time in so long, I was going to take this chance.