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There's something waiting out there
That says I've got to try
I've been talking to my angel
And he said that it's alright
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Piper and Leo were cuddling on the couch, about a week after the party for Paige. They'd just gotten back to his apartment from a late dinner, and all in all they'd had a great evening. Still, Leo couldn't help noticing how quiet Piper was being.
"What's wrong?" he finally asked her.
She shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. It's just... weird. This thing with Paige. I mean, she seems really great and all, but just... having another sister isn't something I was prepared for, and I'm really not sure how to handle it."
He pulled her close to him, kissing the top of her head. "I think you've all handled it extremely well this far."
"I've only seen her twice," she pointed out, "And both times were before the shock had really worn off. I think the same can be said for Prue and Phoebe, although neither of them has really talked about it. I know it's hard on Phoebe, suddenly having a younger sibling. She's never been the big sister before, at least Prue and I are used to that. Prue's another matter entirely. I know she wants to be close to Paige for Mom's sake, and now that she has Aviva she has to understand what Mom went through better than Phoebe or I could, but this has to be hard for her, too. And what about Paige? How is she dealing with all this?"
"Oh, she's not quite as scared and confused as you are, but she's close," he answered. "Just because she's known about her adoption and that she has family out there longer than you, that doesn't mean she wasn't just as shocked to finally find you. She's nervous, about what you think of her. She likes you, all of you. She's just worried that you're not ready to accept her."
"She told you all this?" Piper inquired. He nodded, and she gave him a sort of half-smile. "She's very perceptive, that sister of mine."
Leo smiled. "Yes, that she is."
"You know her better than I do," Piper mused. "So what should I do now?"
He didn't answer at first, brushing a loose strand of silky brown hair away from her face. "I can't tell you that, honey. It's something you and your sisters have to figure out for yourselves. All four of you."
She sighed, and buried her face in his shirt, breathing in his scent. He ran his hand through her hair, and they stayed like that for a few minutes, soaking each other in.
After a while, Piper sighed contentedly. It was then that Leo took notice of the pensive look that had been on her face for some time now. "Still thinking about Paige?"
She shook her head, looking up at him. "No, actually. I was thinking about you, and about how much I love you."
He gently took her hand, and in a very natural move brought her fingers to his lips. "I love you, too. More than anything." He leaned in, and kissed her. She kissed him back, and it grew more intense, until finally...
"Damnit," he swore as his pager went off and he had to pull away. He glanced at it, and sighed. "It's the hospital. I have to get down there. So much for our romantic evening."
She sat up, giving him a reassuring smile. "Our romantic evening was perfect. It's our romantic night that didn't go so well. But that's okay. I should probably go home, anyway. I've been spending so many nights here lately that my sisters are starting to wonder whether I've moved out and not told them."
He smiled. "Yeah, well, we wouldn't want your sisters thinking that, would we?"
She shook her head, smiling playfully. "Nah; I'm afraid of what they'd do to my room."
He laughed, and pulled her into a tight hug as she got up to leave. "We'll continue this tomorrow?"
She nodded eagerly. "Same time, same place."
"Good," he said, releasing her. He kissed her good-bye, and then went into his bedroom to find clothes for work. She left his apartment, in better spirits than she'd been in all week.
-x-
Paige got home late Friday evening, after going out to a club with some new friends from work to celebrate her first week on the job. She wasn't tired enough to sleep, and she'd gotten a postcard from Glen a few days ago, so she decided to write him back. After hunting around her apartment for a pen and paper, she sat down at the kitchen table and started writing.
"Dear Glen,
"Glad you're having fun. Really glad you haven't completely forgotten me. But do you really have to wait so long between writing and phone calls and contact of any sort? I mean, it's been a while, yanno, and I'd like to hear from my best friend more than once every other blue moon. Just a thought...
"Anyway, there's a lot going on around here, and I really need to tell you. I found my biological family. Well, part of it, at least. It turns out my birth mother died when I was a baby, and my birth father was some kind of psycho... I don't really know much about him, and I'm kindof afraid to ask. Oh, but I have three older sisters. Half-sisters, technically, since they have a different father. I hope theirs isn't as crazy as mine is supposed to be. Anyhoo, their names are Prue, Piper, and Phoebe Halliwell. Prue has a baby daughter, Aviva. Can you believe I'm an aunt??? Okay, I know right now you're thinking of a bunch of really mean jokes about how I'm irresponsible and will probably end up screwing my niece up for life, so just stop it. I'm not that bad. Who do you think I am, you? Haha... just kidding... sort of.
"But seriously, it's been so weird meeting them. I've only seen them twice, but both times I was really nervous. You know me, I'm good with people, I hardly ever get nervous. Maybe with family it's different...? I mean, I know I like them already, and I definately want them to like me, more than I've ever wanted anyone to like me. That's got to be it. Right? My friend Leo, who's also Piper's boyfriend (he's kinda how we met, in an accidental, roundabout sorta way), said that they're just as nervous as I am, and that we should all relax. I seriously doubt he's got any long-lost siblings out there...
"When are you coming back to San Fransisco? I miss you, and I want to talk to you about this. Try and get here soon, okay?
"Love, Paige."
Paige signed the letter and stuffed it into an envelope, which she promptly sealed, addressed, and affixed a stamp to. Still not tired, and wanting an answer as soon as possible, she put her shoes on and went to mail it.
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A/N: You've all been asking for a P/L chapter, so here it is. I'll try and fit more in, as well as more Phoebe-focus (don't worry, I'll try not to make her as annoying as she is on the show). If you've got any suggestions, feel free to let me know. :)
A/N2: To the person who pointed out my misspelling of "niece", thanks. I'll have to remember to think when I'm typing that.
~from the song "Talking To My Angel" by Melissa Etheridge~
There's something waiting out there
That says I've got to try
I've been talking to my angel
And he said that it's alright
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Piper and Leo were cuddling on the couch, about a week after the party for Paige. They'd just gotten back to his apartment from a late dinner, and all in all they'd had a great evening. Still, Leo couldn't help noticing how quiet Piper was being.
"What's wrong?" he finally asked her.
She shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. It's just... weird. This thing with Paige. I mean, she seems really great and all, but just... having another sister isn't something I was prepared for, and I'm really not sure how to handle it."
He pulled her close to him, kissing the top of her head. "I think you've all handled it extremely well this far."
"I've only seen her twice," she pointed out, "And both times were before the shock had really worn off. I think the same can be said for Prue and Phoebe, although neither of them has really talked about it. I know it's hard on Phoebe, suddenly having a younger sibling. She's never been the big sister before, at least Prue and I are used to that. Prue's another matter entirely. I know she wants to be close to Paige for Mom's sake, and now that she has Aviva she has to understand what Mom went through better than Phoebe or I could, but this has to be hard for her, too. And what about Paige? How is she dealing with all this?"
"Oh, she's not quite as scared and confused as you are, but she's close," he answered. "Just because she's known about her adoption and that she has family out there longer than you, that doesn't mean she wasn't just as shocked to finally find you. She's nervous, about what you think of her. She likes you, all of you. She's just worried that you're not ready to accept her."
"She told you all this?" Piper inquired. He nodded, and she gave him a sort of half-smile. "She's very perceptive, that sister of mine."
Leo smiled. "Yes, that she is."
"You know her better than I do," Piper mused. "So what should I do now?"
He didn't answer at first, brushing a loose strand of silky brown hair away from her face. "I can't tell you that, honey. It's something you and your sisters have to figure out for yourselves. All four of you."
She sighed, and buried her face in his shirt, breathing in his scent. He ran his hand through her hair, and they stayed like that for a few minutes, soaking each other in.
After a while, Piper sighed contentedly. It was then that Leo took notice of the pensive look that had been on her face for some time now. "Still thinking about Paige?"
She shook her head, looking up at him. "No, actually. I was thinking about you, and about how much I love you."
He gently took her hand, and in a very natural move brought her fingers to his lips. "I love you, too. More than anything." He leaned in, and kissed her. She kissed him back, and it grew more intense, until finally...
"Damnit," he swore as his pager went off and he had to pull away. He glanced at it, and sighed. "It's the hospital. I have to get down there. So much for our romantic evening."
She sat up, giving him a reassuring smile. "Our romantic evening was perfect. It's our romantic night that didn't go so well. But that's okay. I should probably go home, anyway. I've been spending so many nights here lately that my sisters are starting to wonder whether I've moved out and not told them."
He smiled. "Yeah, well, we wouldn't want your sisters thinking that, would we?"
She shook her head, smiling playfully. "Nah; I'm afraid of what they'd do to my room."
He laughed, and pulled her into a tight hug as she got up to leave. "We'll continue this tomorrow?"
She nodded eagerly. "Same time, same place."
"Good," he said, releasing her. He kissed her good-bye, and then went into his bedroom to find clothes for work. She left his apartment, in better spirits than she'd been in all week.
-x-
Paige got home late Friday evening, after going out to a club with some new friends from work to celebrate her first week on the job. She wasn't tired enough to sleep, and she'd gotten a postcard from Glen a few days ago, so she decided to write him back. After hunting around her apartment for a pen and paper, she sat down at the kitchen table and started writing.
"Dear Glen,
"Glad you're having fun. Really glad you haven't completely forgotten me. But do you really have to wait so long between writing and phone calls and contact of any sort? I mean, it's been a while, yanno, and I'd like to hear from my best friend more than once every other blue moon. Just a thought...
"Anyway, there's a lot going on around here, and I really need to tell you. I found my biological family. Well, part of it, at least. It turns out my birth mother died when I was a baby, and my birth father was some kind of psycho... I don't really know much about him, and I'm kindof afraid to ask. Oh, but I have three older sisters. Half-sisters, technically, since they have a different father. I hope theirs isn't as crazy as mine is supposed to be. Anyhoo, their names are Prue, Piper, and Phoebe Halliwell. Prue has a baby daughter, Aviva. Can you believe I'm an aunt??? Okay, I know right now you're thinking of a bunch of really mean jokes about how I'm irresponsible and will probably end up screwing my niece up for life, so just stop it. I'm not that bad. Who do you think I am, you? Haha... just kidding... sort of.
"But seriously, it's been so weird meeting them. I've only seen them twice, but both times I was really nervous. You know me, I'm good with people, I hardly ever get nervous. Maybe with family it's different...? I mean, I know I like them already, and I definately want them to like me, more than I've ever wanted anyone to like me. That's got to be it. Right? My friend Leo, who's also Piper's boyfriend (he's kinda how we met, in an accidental, roundabout sorta way), said that they're just as nervous as I am, and that we should all relax. I seriously doubt he's got any long-lost siblings out there...
"When are you coming back to San Fransisco? I miss you, and I want to talk to you about this. Try and get here soon, okay?
"Love, Paige."
Paige signed the letter and stuffed it into an envelope, which she promptly sealed, addressed, and affixed a stamp to. Still not tired, and wanting an answer as soon as possible, she put her shoes on and went to mail it.
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A/N: You've all been asking for a P/L chapter, so here it is. I'll try and fit more in, as well as more Phoebe-focus (don't worry, I'll try not to make her as annoying as she is on the show). If you've got any suggestions, feel free to let me know. :)
A/N2: To the person who pointed out my misspelling of "niece", thanks. I'll have to remember to think when I'm typing that.
~from the song "Talking To My Angel" by Melissa Etheridge~