Howdy, people! I want to thank everybody who reviewed. So happy! Anyway, I'm sure you don't want to hear my senseless yakking, so on with the story! Disclaimer: I am very sad to inform you that I do not own Leo Valdez (Man, I love that kid!), Piper or Jason. Our dear friend Ricky does! _ I awoke the next morning to a pounding headache and the sound of snoring. I sat up, trying to remember last night. I was on a worn out sofa, wrapped in a soft, brown blanket. Leo was asleep in his desk chair, drooling all over his school books. I separated myself from the comfy blanket, before heading to the kitchen counter. I quietly opened the fridge, there wasn't much there except milk, most likely sour, an apple and a piece of ham. I would have to give Leo a short lecture about healthy eating. Sighing, I turned the coffee machine on and scavenged the cupboards for sugar. "Mornin'." Leo walked up to me, stretching. "Hi, slept well?" I asked, still in search of some kind of sweetener. "As well as anybody can in a wooden chair." he answered. "Enough with the chit chat! What were you, of all people, doing, drunk, at a bar?" he asked, cocking his eyebrow. I leaned against the wooden counter and massaged my forehead. "Jason... cheated on me." My voice cracked at the end and I broke down in tears. Leo stared at me for what seemed like hours, but were probably only seconds, then wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for a hug. I sobbed in his shirt as he rocked me back and forth. We stayed like that until he pulled away, his hands still gripping my shoulders. "You better?" he asked kindly smiling down at me. "Yeah, I'm fine." I replied, my voice hoarse. But no, nothing was fine. I didn't have an apartment and I had left all of my clothes back there. Wow, life stinks. I thought, depressively. I dried the salty tears with the back of my hand. "I've got a spare change of clothes in the closet, if you want." he said with a lopsided grin. I laughed at his silliness. "Sure, mine stink of beer and tobacco." I accepted, grateful. "The bathroom is down the hall and if you wanna take a shower, hot is on the right and cold is on the left." I grabbed an old tee-shirt and a pair of jeans I had left here the last time I had come for a sleep over and headed towards the bathroom. It was about the size of a broom closet and smelled of soap and ... oil? After turning the shower on, I shampooed my hair, wishing I could stay there forever. Just me and the water. _ So sorry it's short, but I'm on medication and the pills are knocking me out. So did you like? READ & REVIEW, PLEASE! I might update after dinner, if not definitely tomorrow. You're all so lovable! Have a cookie! (::) Clemie