DISCLAMIER: I do not own the Charmed characters. This story is for entertainment purposes only, unless you don't like Piper with anyone other than Leo.

SET: Season Four. Piper & Leo are married, Phoebe & Cole are married. Cole's not evil (just sexy)

Whew, back to Piper and Cole! Yeah!

Cole was almost done packing his things up, including his mask and the necklace. The phone was ringing in the hallway. He looked up at the clock, and was surprised to see it was one o'clock in the morning. He walked out to the hall and picked the phone up. "Hello"

"Yes Leo?" a male voice said on the other side of the line.

"No, this is Cole." he said, wondering who he was talking to.

"Cole, hey, It's Tony, down at P3."

"Oh, Hi Tony, Is everything okay with the club? Piper's not home." Cole said.

"Yes. I am calling because Piper is here. She is way to drunk to drive home. She just spilled a bottle of vodka down the front of her shirt. I'm a little worried about her. I've never seen her drink before. I was hoping someone could come and get her."

"Thanks Tony, I'll be right there." Cole said, hanging up. Piper had been so upset, she had gone and gotten drunk. This was all his fault.

Cole took off his sweatpants and t-shirt, putting back on his black pants and blue sweater from earlier. He had to wait a few more minutes so that Tony would think he had drove.

After another ten minutes or so, Cole shimmered behind P3. He walked around to the front and entered the club. He looked around, but didn't see Piper anywhere.

Leslie, one of the bartenders waved him over. As he walked up to the bar, she smiled at him. "Hey Cole, are you here to get Piper?" she asked.

"Yes, where is she?" Cole said.

"Tony took her back to her office, she's covered in vodka. I've never seen her drink like that." Leslie said.

"Thanks" Cole said, making his way back to Piper's office. Tony was standing by the door, and Piper was sitting on her couch, rocking back and forth.

Piper didn't say a word to him when he came in. Her eyes were red, and the front of her shirt was soaked. She smelled like alcohol.

Cole looked over at Tony. "Thanks for calling Tony." he said.

"No problem Cole. I didn't want to see her hurt herself." Tony responded.

Cole led Piper out the back door of P3. He looked around to make sure Tony hadn't followed them. "Lets get you home" he said softly, holding her close to him. She still hadn't spoken to him.

Cole shimmered them home. As soon as there were there, Piper let go of him and walked into the laundry room.

Cole stood in the kitchen for a moment, before falling her into the laundry room. Piper was opening up the washer. With her back to Cole, she slipped her shirt over her head, throwing it in the washer. All she had on was a black bra.

Cole's mouth fell open at the site before him. 'She is drink' he reminded himself.

Piper busied herself loading the washer, ignoring Cole.

Cole stood in the doorway watching her. "Why Piper? We love each other, why wont you accept that?" he finally asked her.

Piper didn't answer him, she just finished pouring soap into the washer, before slamming the lid shut hard.

Cole walked up behind her, trying to ignore the face all she was wearing was her bra and skirt. He grabbed her hands as he wrapped his arms around her, his face was resting against her hair.

"I'm sorry Piper. I can't help how I feel, but I'm sorry I have confused you and hurt you. I will leave if you want me to. Just tell me what to do, and I will do it." he whispered softly.

Piper couldn't breath. She wasn't mad anymore. The feel of him against her back, holding her tight against him, his arms around her. The word he whispered to her erased her anger. She was defiantly drunk though, and she couldn't get her thoughts right.

Cole felt Piper relax in his arms as she spoke. He was surprised when she leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder. She took his hands, which she still held in hers, and rubbed them along her naked stomach.

She continued to move his hands up, until they cupped her breasts. Cole moaned softly. Her skin felt incredible in his hands.

Piper let go of his hands and turned around in his arms. She leaned up to him and pressed her lips on his. Her tongue slipped in his mouth, tasting him.

Cole picked Piper up and set her on the washer. She wrapped her legs around his waist as their kiss deepened. His hands began to trail down her body on their own.

Suddenly, Piper broke the kiss and pushed him away from her. "No! This is wrong!" she yelled, jumping off the washer and running outside.

Cole didn't know what to do, she had started it. He decided to follow her out. She was standing in the middle of the yard, still wearing only her bra.

She looked over at him when he came out. "I'm sorry Cole. I'm just so confused." she said softly.

Cole gathered her in his arms, holding her tight to him. "It's okay Piper. Your also drunk."

Piper smiled at him before starting to cry. Cole held her as she cried. They stood like this for awhile, before Cole realized she was snoring. She had fallen asleep standing in his embrace. He picked her up and carried her inside. He carried her up to her bedroom and laid her on the bed, slipping off her shoes. He covered her up and kissed her on the forehead, before closing her bedroom door.

He went back to his bedroom and closed his door. Cole looked at his suitcases. He sighed. He didn't want to leave her. He didn't know what to do. He took his own shoes off and laid on his bed, trying to find sleep.