Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed or any thing to do with it.

a/n:

I need to tell you a little about my inspiration for this story, I am obsessed with children and I am always baby sitting for people in our village.

I have to dedicate the character 'Cassy' to my five little muses Steven, Harriet, Elena, Polly and Josh, and my big muse Naomi who inspired this story.

My little muses' mischief has given me some great ideas.

I would like to dedicate this story to my tutor Avril Jewel who has always encouraged me with my school work and writing and brightened every Monday morning and will be greatly missed by her tutor group in the spring term.

"Hello," She picked up the phone. "Harris residence. Piper Halliwell speaking. Can I help you?"

"Very nice Piper." Her obnoxious little sister's voice said. "When did you become a receptionist?"

"Phoebe. It is ten in the morning. You're supposed to be in school. You're skipping class again, aren't you?"

"No. Piper how could you think so little of me? I'm, cough, chough, sniff, sniff, atishoo, ill."

"Have you called me to gloat about the fact you tricked Grams into giving you the day off school? Or is there another reason?"

"Whatcha doin'?"

"Having a pointless conversation on the phone with my baby sister. I'm trying to study here."

"Why Piper? You don't have to. You're so lucky Grams let you leave high school."

"Yes, Phoebe, she did let me leave high school. On the condition I carried on with my studies via home learning course, remember? Which you are stopping me doing right now. How many times do we have to have this conversation?"

"Until I leave school."

"You never go."

"That's beside the point. It's not fair."

"Do you plan on getting to your point any time soon?"

"Err …. No."

"Do you have one?"

"Yes."

"Well, then, let me put it another way. If you don't get to your point inexactly thirty seconds I am going to hang up on you."

"Grams wants to know what time you'll be home."

"Is she in?"

"No."

"She does know you're off school right?"

"Yes. Greg's taken her to the market to get food for dinner. She wants you to pick up some medicine for me on the way home."

"I'll drop some in, in a few hours time."

"Leo called for you."

"When?"

"Just after Grams left."

"What did he say?"

"He wants to know if you still want to go out for dinner tonight."

"What did you say to him?"

"Nothing."

"Phoebe."

"Okay, well I might have said some thing to him. But only a little some thing."

"What?"

"I don't remember. Shall I call him back for you?"

"I'll call him back my self thank you very much. I don't trust you to pass a message on to my boy friend. I know what you're like Phoebe Halliwell. Have you got a pen a pen and paper to take a message?"

"Uh-huh. For Leo?"

"No. I just told you I Didn't trust you with that. Grams, tell here that I've agreed to sit for Mr and Mrs Harris for a few days, a week, a week and a half tops. Mrs Harris' mother is ill, very ill. So I'll be staying at their hours to look after Cassy. I'll call her and tell her more latter. Got it?"

"Yhea. When Are you going to drop off my medicine?"

"I'll swing by the drugs store on my way to the nursery. I'll drop them off on my way back home with Cassy. Could you find me a bag out of the basement before I get there please? I want to get Cassy home quickly."

"Okay. What time are you coming here?"

"About three."

"I'll let you get on."

"Thank you."

"But can I ask one question first?"

"Can I say no?"

"No."

"Go on then."

"Are you going to ask Leo to stay the night?"

"You have a very dirty mind Phoebe Halliwell. Mr Harris said I could have people around when ever I wanted. But there is a chance Cassy's Grandma might die. She's going to be very upset. I might have him around. But I' not sure yet."

"See you later."

"Good buy Phoebe."

a/n:

Hope you enjoyed it. A bit of a weird first chapter but the plot will revile it's self. The title is a clue also the mention of a certain store.

Haven't decided if Paige is in it yet. Opinions would be useful.