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Friday, Mid-Morning, The Gym

Phoebe was used to getting up early, but now with classes over, she was at a bit of a loss as to what to do.

However, she soon decided that since there were no classes to go to, it would be the perfect time for Cole to work with training her in the Gym before it got too crowded. After discussing it with him, she got changed into work-out clothes and gathered up her equipment that CJ had left her --- including the wooden practice swords --- and headed to the Gym.

Once there, she went right into her warm-up routine while she waited for him.

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Cole was feeling lazy and shimmered to the gym rather than take the stairs. "Hey, sweetheart," he said.

Phoebe smiled at him. "Hey, love. Sleep well?"

He gave her a tender kiss. "Well enough. How about you?"

Phoebe wrapped her arms around him to return the kiss. "I always sleep well when you're next to me."

"All rested up for some training then?" he asked.

Phoebe nodded. "Yeah. Where do you want to start?"

"You all warmed up?" Cole asked. "You want to start with the swords or unarmed first?"

Phoebe nodded. "I'm all warmed up. Let's start with unarmed first." Although she may get distracted...

"Let me see your moves," Cole said, grinning as he dropped into a defensive stance.

Phoebe stood for a second, looking unsure. "Do you want me to come at you like I do with CJ, or go slow so you have an idea what I'm doing?"

"Give me all you got first," Cole said. "Then we can slow it down and see where you might need to change things." He smiled at her. "Don't worry, you won't hurt me."

Phoebe swallowed and nodded. "If I do, you'll tell me, right?"

She took a deep breath and then did a spinning karate kick at him.

Cole blocked the kick, but was impressed by the amount of force behind it. "Good, good," he said. "Keep going."

Phoebe kicked the opposite way and brought her right hand up as well to swing at him, giving him two targets to try to block.

Cole blocked the kick again but let the punch hit, testing the strength of her blows ~~dirty?~~. "Nice," he grunted. "You've been practicing a lot, haven't you?"

Phoebe jumped back out of reach like CJ had taught her before she spoke.

"Everyday, more than once a day. Usually whenever I haven't been needed or wanted some other place." she said quietly. "I won't be caught off guard again."

"You're a little tense," Cole noticed. "Relax, but be ready. When you see me expand, you contract. If I contract, you expand." He suddenly lunged for her.

Phoebe did her best to turn out of the way, bringing her hand down against him as he came at her.

Sparring with Cole was going to be different. He moved differently than CJ did and he was bigger.

As if he read her thoughts, Cole said, "You need to learn to fight against opponents of all sizes. Most demons are going to be a lot bigger than you."

Phoebe nodded. "I was just thinking that I had to adjust my moves because you're bigger than CJ and move differently."

"I should hope I move differently from CJ," Cole said with a wink.

Oh yes, bright red blushing.

She laughed and swung her foot to hook his ankle.

"I like the way you move."

Caught up watching her blush, Cole didn't block the move in time and fell on to his back on the mats.

Phoebe looked surprised that the move worked and she shook her head. She extended her hand to help him up.

Cole of course yanked her down on top of him. "Never lower your guard around a fallen foe," he warned.

Phoebe nodded slowly. "I wasn't seeing you as a foe."

Cole turned serious. "I know, but when we do sessions like this, we should be serious. Treat me like the enemy. It's the only way to really learn." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "Okay?"

Phoebe kissed him back. "Okay..." CJ had worked to get her to do the same thing. She nuzzled him and then rolled off of him, waiting for him to get to his feet as well.

Cole got to his feet. "More of this, or do you want to work on some swordplay now?"

"Let's work on the swords," she said with a slight smile.

Cole picked up one of the wooden training swords. "Sword fighting teaches confidence, intensity," he said. "Did you practice this at all with CJ?"

Phoebe nodded, picking up one of the other swords. "Ten taught CJ and the CJ started teaching me shortly after the attack in January."

"Show me what you got," Cole said. "Come at me and don't hold back."

Phoebe blanched when he said that. She brought the sword up, but had a hard time swinging it at Cole.

"Cole..."

It was one thing to go at him in hand to hand combat. There was no danger of her hurting him. But the practice weapons could be lethal.

"Don't worry, sweetheart," he assured her. "I'm tough enough to take it. Plus I know what I'm doing with these things. If I don't want you to hit me, you won't."

She nodded, hoping to hell that he was right and she wouldn't accidentally hurt him. She gave herself a few moments to align herself with the weapon and get balanced like she had been taught, and then she swung the sword at Cole.

He blocked her blow and swung one of his own, keeping his movements controlled so he could pull back if she wasn't able to parry.

Phoebe blocked his swing and turned before swinging her sword down low.

Cole parried, then gripped the practice sword in both hands and used the advantage of his superior height, bringing it down toward her head.

Phoebe was trying to keep an eye on Cole's eyes as well as his hands. However, she couldn't do both and kept her eyes fixed on his hands. When he started bringing the sword down to her head, she dropped to her knees and rolled away from him.

"That's good," he said. "If you don't have the strength to parry a swing, the best thing is to get out of the way. Just make sure you can get up right away if you need to." He rushed toward her, swinging downward.

He had just pointed out the flaw in her last move. As he came at her, she knew she didn't have time to get to her feet and parry his swing. So, it was time to improvise. As he came at her, she tucked herself down, keeping her left arm held against her chest, and dove at his legs.

He hadn't been expecting that. He tried to jump over her, but the wooden sword smacked into his ankle. Off balance, he started to fall, catching himself before he hit the floor. He crouched low, waiting for Phoebe's next move.

Phoebe backed away and then got carefully to her feet. Her eyes flicked over him to make sure that he was unhurt. She brought up her sword and waited.

"Don't wait for me to get up, Phoebe," Cole said. "A demon won't wait for you." He shimmered behind her and thrust the sword toward her back.

"Don't wait for me to get up, Phoebe," Cole said. "A demon won't wait for you." He shimmered behind her and thrust the sword toward her back.

Phoebe gasped, surprised by this move and turned, slamming her casted arm into the wooden sword as she went to grab it like CJ had taught her. Her eyes were a little wider than they had been.

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