Hey, guys! This just came in, so I just put it in here. It might be two-shot or multiple chapters depending on my brain. Enjoy!

It was raining. The drizzle of water was slowly pouring in, as she walked absently ahead. It was a year ago when her freedom was handed back to her. She fought every memory of prison. Every memory that reminded her of that awful place, the memory of her mistakes, the memory of who she used to be, the memory of a life she used to have, the memory of the one she loved and lost, the memory of Alex Vause.

The rain fell heavily around her, as she longingly missed the dark haired woman. She hadn't seen her for three years. Since her attack, that left Piper to pieces, she hadn't heard anything about Alex. She tried to get any information from the management, but her pleas were answered only by, that she was alive, nothing more. They were silent about it, trying to control the news about how badly she was attacked, and how brutal it was. Piper hadn't seen it, but the word of mouth having Lolly the source was that there was a lot of blood, and Alex's face was barely recognizable. Alex's lawyer filed a lawsuit, in which Piper was thankful. At least, someone was caring for Alex; someone was doing something for her. She didn't. She wasn't able to. Alex must have hated her. Piper cried for days at the chapel. She felt stupid and self-centered. She was never there for Alex, not when her mom died, not when she needed comfort, and especially not when she did fear for her life. All she cared about was herself. She was finding comfort with someone else while Alex feared for her life. She wasn't there for her. Alex was the only person that was always there. She was the only person that loved her, even if she couldn't love herself. She lost Alex. She never came back. She didn't get any information other than she was alive. Nicky with the help of Red tried helping her when she came back from max, but there was no success with that too. Even Mr. Healy didn't know anything. All he knows is that she was alive. Piper had no choice but to move forward. She gave up the panty business right away. Nobody talked about it, as they all knew that if a word comes out of it, they will all go down. So everybody moved on like nothing happened. Piper did too. At least that was how she looked like. She cracked back. She was broken and weak. She didn't even care anymore if she was still being feared or not. She barely talked to anybody, not even Nicky. She took each day at a time, alone...and for the first time she was good at it. She was better like that, having her own world. The isolation made her realized how selfish she was. The anger turned into a search for justice. She was still drowning with regrets and self-loathing, but she was able to start a prison reform. She testified against the incapability of the management to handle the prison, and failure to provide safety for inmates. It was noble, as it made her feel like she was contributing into something good. Her sentence was reduced, and she was able to get out 6 months earlier for good conduct. Still, she wasn't able to look at herself the same way. It was a struggle. She never hated anyone in her life, like she hated herself. She longed for Alex, but it was too late and she had no right.

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The rain was still pouring hard, as she reached "Pages and Brews". It was a coffee shop/bookstore she owned with the help of Cal and Neri, and the money her grandmother left her. Her parents gave her money too, but she promised to pay them, as she didn't want any help if it meant owing them anything. She managed it on her own. She had employees to help her, but most of the paperwork and supervision was on her. It wasn't easy, but she welcomes the load with open arms, as it served as a distraction if her memories are haunting her. She started accepting book signings and book club meetings four months after the bookstore opens. It was a successful business endeavor, as people usually flock in at their store. The ambiance was soothing, as the classic red bricks compliment the brown colored tables and chairs, and cozy couches. The store was roomy, as the main floor was where the coffee shop was while the basement and the second floor was where the books and some office materials are.

"Hey, boss!"

"Hey, Joe." Piper replied as she reached the barista behind the counter.

"Man, this weather is very livid." He said, referring to the hard rainfall.

"I know, we can close earlier than 8 pm tonight. I think a storm is brewing." Piper told him, as she poured water on her glass.

"Yeah, boss." He replied as he glanced on his watch that says 5:11 pm.

A few customers come in and he began assisting them on their orders, as the blonde walked towards the shelves to inspect. She usually did that just to see if the books were in their rightful place, and which books needed to be replaced. The shelves were categorize according to genre, as she wanted it to. She saw three of her employees around, all busy doing their respective jobs. She turned towards the coming-of-age story; social drama section, inspecting the books as she passed by. She took out To Kill A Mocking Bird by Harper Lee and checked it.

"This is the sequel of that, right?" the woman asked politely. She was about to answer, but her words died on her lips. She was stunned, as her eyes immediately gather tears at bay. The stranger was holding the Go Set a Watchman copy, as she looked at her worriedly. Her brows furrows in question wondering, as she waited for Piper to answer.

"A-Alex?" she whispered, as her voice shakes.

Alex was there, standing in front of her. Her black hair was longer than the last time she saw her. She wasn't wearing any glasses, as her eyes looked the same. She was still beautiful, as the way she was all those years ago. Her skin was still porcelain doll-like, not showing any signs from her brutal past. Alex was staring at her, but her eyes were wandering in confusion.

"Hey." She said gently, as uncertainty enveloped her tone.

They were standing in front of each other in silence, both taking in the presence of each other, but Piper noticed that something wasn't right. Alex stared at Piper with blankness, like she was looking at her for the first time. After a moment, she said something that confused Piper more.

"I'm sorry. Do…Did I know you?" She asked gently, as confusion shrouds her face.

"What? It's…it's me. Piper." Piper said questioningly, as Alex continued to stare. Her face said she couldn't recall.

"I…I can't remember."

Then it hits Piper. It hits her like a rock, like a million punches on her heart. It clenched something in her soul, as she realized that she really lost her. Alex didn't remember her…she lost Alex just like Alex lost her.