Cole knew from the beginning that you were smarter than your older sisters. Little witch, damn your insight. No matter how hard he tried, his charm didn't cloud your judgment, and you were the first to start guessing that there was pure evil lurking beneath the guise of a charismatic assistant district attorney.

So when you appeared on the doorstep of his apartment, with steely determination filling your beautiful eyes, he wasn't surprised.

"Ah, it's you," he drawled lazily, taking a step to the side. "Come on in."

This moment was imminent. He remembered his goal: to kill the Charmed. And you realized it too, but you had come willingly into the predator's lair anyway.

A little, foolish, brave witch.