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TA Lounge, Friday, February 24

With only one class on Fridays, Bel settled in the Assistant's Lounge to spend the day studying. Not brooding. Nope. Not at all.

The door is open, come on in.

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Phoebe blinks and then blinks again.

"You say this started this morning?"

It sounded like Lana had developed a weird sort of offshoot of chemical empathy or something.

There might have been flailing.

"Yes," Lana said a little nervously. "Just this morning. And you know, the weird thing is I have this feeling that I could identify pretty much anything just by tasting it. Like, not just foods or whatever, but... *anything*."

She hesitates. "I'm afraid that maybe it's related to the meteor rocks from home, that I'm mutating. And most of the mutants... well, they become sort of evil."

"Lana, there's not the capacity for evil in you," she soothes her friend. "How long ago were you last in contact with these rocks?"

"When I was home over break and got thrown by my horse. I landed on some of them." She's clearly getting more and more agitated, but trying to stay calm.

"The thing is Phoebe, we think it's something about the rocks that make people... bad. So if this is caused by them..."

Phoebe hugs her. "Somehow, I don't think that's what's going on here. I have heard of weirdness happening to other students yesterday."

"Really?" Lana looks incredibly relieved. "What... God, I wonder what's happened to me. To us?"

Now that she's less concerned that she's turning into a meteor mutant, she's curious. "I wonder how much I can do with this..."

Phoebe grins. "Now you sound like me."

She bites her lip, knowing the niether Lana nor Cole are going to like what she's about to say.

"Kiki and I plan to use my Spirit board to find some answers to some things tonight. I'll see if we can find out about this..."

"Phoebe... I don't know how good an idea that is..." Lana looks concerned again.

Phoebe nods. "It probably isn't, but the attacks... the weirdness... I can't talk to certain people... so this is the only other way we can think of. I promise I'll cast a protective circle."

She drops her voice to a soft whisper. "I can't ask Cole for help, and I don't think I should ask Crowley because it'll cause more trouble and he'll get angry at me again." She bites her lip. "Besides, some of the answers I'm seeking? They're not for me.'

Lana sighs in resignation. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Phoebe's voice got softer. "You won't like it."

Lana sighs again. "Tell me."

"If anything happens? Keep an eye on him for me?"

"Phoebe..." Lana looks over at Bel, then back to Phoebe. "You know I would, but... God, Phoebe. This just doesn't seem like a good idea."

Phoebe nods. "I know, Lana. But... you know what happened last time I started making plans..." She looks down. "I don't expect anything bad to happen ~~as long as Crowley doesn't find out~~, but I'd feel better knowing that someone was keeping an eye on Cole for me while I was doing this." She swallows. "He still loves me and if he thinks I'm in trouble..."

Lana shakes her head. "Don't you think maybe it would be good to have him around? In case something happens so he can help you?"

"He'll worry and if things go bad... he could get hurt or worse."

"*HE* could get hurt or worse? What about you?"

Phoebe glances over at Cole out of the corner of her eye and then shakes her head at Lana. "*I'm* not the one in the most danger from what I'm trying to find information about," she whispers. "HE is."

Lana's eyes got very wide. "Phoebe, what the *hell* are you trying to find out?" She kept her voice low so that hopefully Bel wouldn't hear.

Phoebe flashes a quick look at Cole to make sure he's not paying attention. "Hell, exactly," she hisses at Lana. "The Source of all Evil, to be closer to the point. he's going to kill Cole because he didn't kill me and I need to find out more about him and how I can help Cole."

There are tears of desperation in Phoebe's eyes. "I may not be able to have him," she whispers sadly. "But I can't just let him die."

"Phoebe..." Lana doesn't know what to do or say. She's promised Bel that she'll let him know what Phoebe's up to so he can help protect her, but what should she do *now*?

She settles for shaking her head. "I don't know what to say, Phoebe. But, God, *please* be careful? Do you want me to be there with you guys?"

Phoebe shakes her head. "I may wait until after Kiki leaves to get that information, Lana. There's no reason to let him know that others know what's going on." She sighs. "I'm not going to try to fight or do anything more than gather information, I promise. No gateways, no bridges, no battles. Just information."

"All right," Lana concedes. "But if you decide you want me with you, just call and I'll come, okay?"

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