Disclaimer—Yeah, you all know I don't own Charmed. If I did, Andy never would have died, Piper never would have been with Dan, Phoebe would have died instead of Prue, Piper's first child would have been a girl instead of a boy (not to say I don't like Wyatt, cause he's so adorable!) Leo never would have been made an Elder and left Piper, and Chris wouldn't have happened (yes, I hate that character! Just the adult one, though, not the baby, cause he's adorable too!) and oh yeah…what happened in the 10th episode of season 8 wouldn't be happening either. So basically…yeah, I'm not stupid Kern! Stuff you know is from Charmed ain't mine, but stuff that happens to show up in the story that's not from Charmed…yeah, it's from my own head. This applies to all the chapters, not just this one.

The first part of this I wrote about two years ago. I revamped it, though. Some parts just weren't really clicking, so I rewrote them. I hope you all like it. Oh, and my New Year's resolution is to actually finish the story, so hopefully I'll stick to it and update regularly. I got re-inspired by some fanfiction here. I look forward to your reviews.

Piper Halliwell had just gotten out of the shower when she heard a knock on the door. "Great...that's just great. Figures someone would be at my door now," she mumbled to herself as she put on her robe and wrapped her wet hair in a towel. It was a sunny spring morning, and she was supposed to be meeting her lawyer to finalize divorce papers between her and her ex-husband, who had already moved to Manhattan. The meeting was supposed to be at eleven and it was already ten minutes after ten. She thought about ignoring the knock as she moved into her room, figuring whoever was at the door would just go away. She rolled her eyes when she only heard the knocking become more persistent. She sighed and headed out of her room then to hopefully chase whoever it was away quickly so she wouldn't be any later than she already was. "Alright, alright, you can stop the knocking already, I'm coming," she said as she opened the door to her San Francisco penthouse apartment. "May I help you?" she asked a bit more grumpily that she meant to, especially once she took in the very attractive blonde man standing in front of her.

"Um...hi. You're probably wondering why I pretty much was banging your door down. I'm supposed to be meeting my real estate agent here to look at the other penthouse across the hall...and she's a little late..." he trailed off.

"Yeah, aren't we all," Piper muttered. Seeing his confused look, she shook her head. "Nothing, sorry."

"Well anyway, my pager went off...they need me back at work, so I have to go. And my cell phone just died, so I was wondering if I could maybe use your phone to call work and see what's up and then my real estate agent if I have to leave?" he asked with a hopeful smile.

"Yeah, sure..." Piper said, moving out of the way for him to come inside then. "There's a phone in the kitchen," she added, pointing to her left. "I have to go finish getting ready. Apparently your agent isn't the only person running late for a meeting this morning," she told him before heading back to her bedroom to get dressed. She quickly put on a pair of black pants and a white button down shirt before fixing her still wet hair up in a sort of French twist since she hadn't had time to dry it. She then headed back to the kitchen, putting on a quick bit of eye shadow as she went.

The man had just hung up the phone as Piper re-entered the room. His mouth opened slightly in shock as he saw her. He had thought she was pretty when she answered the door, but to see her dressed in form fitting black pants and that button down white shirt that accented the right places, not to mention her still wet hair, he changed his description of her from pretty to gorgeous.

Piper caught him looking at her and just looked back curiously. "What, is something wrong? Did I forget to put on my pants?" she asked, figuring she'd just gotten dressed so quickly she hadn't completely pulled herself together and forgotten something.

"No...you just...never mind," he managed to get out, finally getting control of himself again.

Piper smiled a little. "Yeah, I look different once I actually get dressed. Sorry if I was a little snippy earlier. I have a meeting with my lawyer and I managed to oversleep," she explained before expertly putting on a coat of lipstick without even looking in a mirror. "My name's Piper by the way. Piper Halliwell," she added.

"I'm Leo Wyatt. Thanks for letting me use your phone. I actually have to go," he told her.

"I'm on my way out too. If you can wait two minutes for me to get my shoes on, I'll walk you out," she offered, grabbing her keys off the counter and heading back into her bedroom to slip into her shoes and grab her purse before meeting him at the door.

Leo followed her out of her apartment and waited silently for the elevator. "So, you mentioned a meeting with your lawyer...pretty lady like you wouldn't be in any kind of legal trouble, now would you?" he asked with a smile so she wouldn't take the question as an insult once they were inside the elevator.

Piper laughed softly. "No...no it's my divorce lawyer. It's supposed to be finalized by now and all. Basically I'm just making sure everything went as planned, and I'm no longer a married woman," she explained.

"Ah, I see. Not many women I know would be quite so happy about dissolving a marriage," he observed.

"Yes, well, they weren't married to Riley, either," Piper commented, almost bitterly. "My ex-husband is an asshole. Only took me three years to see the light," she added. "Thank God he's New York's problem now, and I no longer have to put up with his crap."

Leo raised an eyebrow slightly. "That bad?"

"Trust me...much, much worse," she told him seriously as they stepped out of the elevator. "Well, it was nice to meet you Leo. If you end up getting that penthouse, I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other," she smiled, her mood completely changing after she stopped speaking of her ex-husband.

"Yeah...I'm sure we will," Leo grinned before heading off in the opposite direction from her.