A/N: Remember, this is eight years into the future. Hence, the 'epilogue' status.







Piper hummed as she painted her living room walls. She heard the door open and close, so she put her paintbrush and walked to the door. She was relieved to see that it was just Prue.

"Place looks great." Prue said.

"It should." Piper said. "I've been working forever on it."

"Hasn't Rob been helping?" Prue asked and followed Piper into the kitchen.

"He'll lift a few heavy boxes once in a while." Piper said. "But he's not very useful."

"Well, I just came by to drop off the pictures you wanted." Prue said and pulled a packet of pictures from her jacket pocket. She handed them to Piper and was silent for a minute. "Why'd you want those pictures anyway?"

"To never forget." Piper said. "Me having these is like you having their pictures still in the manor."

"I thought Rob didn't know."

"He doesn't." Piper said. "But, if I know I have them... it doesn't matter."

Prue cleared her throat, hoping to stop any tears before they could begin to form.

"Well," Prue said. "I'm gonna go to my lonely manor."

Piper gave her a look.

"Hey, one day I'm going to be known to the neighborhood kids as Old Lady Halliwell with the forty cats, so you just can it." Prue said.

"Oh, I'm sure it'll only be thirty cats." Piper said.

"Well, in any case, I've still got to go." Prue said. "I have to get some work done."

"Bye." Piper said.

After Prue left, Piper sighed and leafed through the photos. Not looking away from them, she walked to the stairs and made her way to her bedroom.

Piper took the bandanna from her hair and sat down on her bed.

As she looked through the photos, tears silently began streaming down her face. She looked at pictures of Leo and herself and began to sob. She then looked at pictures of Phoebe and sobbed harder. She wanted to stop, she was tempted to, but she knew she had to continue. She had to get it all out.

"Piper?"

"Leo?" Piper whispered and looked toward the door. It wasn't Leo.

"What?" Rob asked.

"N - Nothing." Piper said and wiped away her tears.

"Doesn't seem like nothing." Rob said and sat on the bed next to Piper.

"You're right." Piper said and looked at him. "It is something. Something I'm not over yet."

"What are you saying?" Rob asked.

"I can't move in with you." Piper said. "I'm not ready."

"Whoa, what?" Rob asked. "Since when?"

"Since I realized that a part of me is still missing." Piper said and stood up. "I'm not ready yet. I'm not over him."

"Him? Him who?" Rob asked.

"I never told you," Piper said. "Because I've decided to keep my past from you."

"So, I don't really know you?" Rob said and stood up.

"No, you don't." Piper said and took a step toward the door. "And I think it's best that you don't. I'm sorry."

Piper hugged the pictures to her chest then ran out of the room. She ran down the stairs and out the door. She didn't stop running until she was standing in front of the manor.

"Home." Piper whispered. "Where the lost people belong."

Piper then walked up the stairs and went inside; where she belonged.

THE END