Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed nor do I own anything related to Jennifer Paige's song, "You Get Through." This takes place after the episode, "Love Hurts."

Through the Years

Three: You Get Through

You, you get through
Even with my walls in place
Even with my poker face
And all those little girl games I play
You, you get through
And you never let me down
Never disappointed
With the love you've found
You get through

-Jennifer Paige, "You Get Through"

"So," said Phoebe, flopping down on Piper's bed and pulling a pillow into her arms, "how's it feel to be in love with an angel?"

"Don't you have something better to be doing?" asked Piper. "I have to finish this work tonight."

"No. Prue's still at work. Plus, you know, we never really got to discuss the whole Leo situation. I thought you might like to talk."

"You did, huh?" said Piper. "Don't you mean that you were bored and felt like gossiping?"

"Same difference. Now spill."

Piper sighed, and turned to face her little sister. "You're not going to let this drop, are you?"

"Not a chance."

"Fine." She set aside her work and pulled her legs up so she was sitting cross-legged. "What do you want to know so badly?"

"Are you going to keep dating?" asked Phoebe. "Leo said it was forbidden, but I know you two are in love."

The word forbidden, which had sounded ominous and utterly true a few days ago when Leo had said it, sounded more like a word from a romance novel when it came out of Phoebe's mouth. Hearing her sister say it so casually, Piper wondered if maybe she had exaggerated just what forbidden meant in her mind.

"Yes, we're going to keep dating," said Piper. "Leo didn't seem to think the consequences would be too bad if his bosses found out." What Leo had actually said, of course, was, "What's the worst they can do?" But what she said was practically the same.

"Oh," said Phoebe. "It's so romantic. You're in love with someone who loves you." She sighed. "He really is crazy about you, you know."

"Yeah," said Piper, smiling shyly, "I know."

Phoebe grinned. "You're going to have the cutest kids."

"Phoebe!" said Piper, jabbing her sister's arm. "I haven't even known him a year. And I've only known his true identity for a week. There are no kids anywhere in my near future. You hear me?"

"Yeah, I hear you. But I didn't say it had to be right now, you know. I'm very intuitive, Piper. I can sense things about people, and I can literally see the future. So I can smile about my future nieces and nephews if I want to."

"What are you saying?" asked Piper. "That you had a premonition of my and Leo's children?"

"No," said Phoebe. "But that's a great idea! Here, let me touch your arm, see if I see anything."

"Get off of me," said Piper. "You're ridiculous."

"Me? I'm not the one in love." Phoebe smacked Piper's knee playfully. "And you really are, Piper. I can see it all over you whenever you even think about Leo."

Piper smiled, very happy and acutely embarrassed at being so obvious. Being in love was something extraordinarily new for her. She hadn't even admitted it to herself until a week ago, but now that she had, she couldn't help but be thrilled that Leo was able to evoke such a passion within her.

"See," said Phoebe. "You're thinking about him right now."

"Yeah, well, I can't help it."

"I know. That's why you're so cute." She sat up and threw her arms around Piper, pulling her into a tight hug. "I'll go find something else to do now," she said. "But are you sure you want to give up that free premonition I offered? You can see if your kids get your eyes or his."

Piper rolled her eyes. "Very funny," she said.

"I try," said Phoebe, shrugging. She climbed off the bed and blew Piper a kiss before leaving the room.

Piper settled back against her headboard and sighed, completely distracted from her work now. Despite her reluctance to ever think too far into her future, Phoebe's words resonated with her. If there was ever a person to think about planning one with, it would certainly be Leo. She grinned. After all, admitting she loved him had to be the hardest step, right?