AN: Hey people! Thanks for reviewing last chapter! Someone said that so far it's been boring, and I'd like to reply to that; I'm taking this slowly, that's my style. Another fic could probably put in everything I had done in the last 3 chapters in one, but I don't like doing that, I like putting some more detail in there, and I think most of you like it this way, at least I hope so. And anyway, I don't think you will count this chapter as boring, and the main plot has yet been introduced (like I said before, just some clues). Also, I see that some of you start liking Maggie (told ya!) and you'll see that you'll love her even more as the chapters add on (no Maggie in this one though, this chapter is ALL about Piper and Leo).
So yeah, for all you fluff lovers (or at least MY special kind of fluff lovers), you will defiantly love this one. Enjoy!
Oh, and by the way- don't get scared of the title of the chapter, I promise you you'll like it.
Chapter 4
OoO Vilma, With Leo on Top OoO
She stared out the window as they approached what now she could call 'home'.
The engine of the car was turned down, and Piper looked to her right where Leo was opening his door.
Seconds later he opened the door for her and offered her his hand, but she just pulled herself up and started walking towards the house.
"Thanks for a ride, town boy." She called.
That's the problem with getting drunk; things just come out of your mouth spontaneously.
She bobbled up the stairs of the porch, and stopped right in front of the door.
The sound of running water took her attention. A river that crossed all the way through Lustville was running right behind their new house, and now in the middle of the night she could hear every drop of water colliding with the rocks.
She first turned her head, and her body followed as she started walking to another direction, where the sound of water was coming from.
"You were in the right track, just keep going straight and you'll reach the door." Leo called from behind.
"All in my plan." She called back.
"Oh, great." He muttered, and closed the door of the car without getting in.
He caught up with her seconds later.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
She stopped to take her shoes off, and walked the rest of the way barefoot on the cold but fresh grass.
"Come on, you are drank and it's the middle of the night anyway, let's go inside." Leo pleaded, but Piper didn't feel like going inside. She liked it here.
She stood on the edge of the river, looking down as the water carried itself, only reflecting the dim light of the moon.
"If you drown, it will be my fault." Leo declared.
"Will it now?"
"Yes. Take a step away from the edge." He instructed.
"I don't have to listen to you."
"Yes, you do. I am the sheriff."
"'I am the sheriff!' Well, alright then mister sheriff." She mocked, and flopped down on the grass.
She stretched out with her back on the grass, the running water closer to her ear and even more clearly audible.
She heard the grass next to her shift a bit, and saw Leo laying down as well, propping himself on his shoulder with his palm holding his cheek.
"You are a very mysterious women miss Halliwell." Leo said.
She turned to look at him.
His hair was in his eyes, and his lips were curled into a small smile.
Take me. Take me NOW.
"Just hardly." She responded.
"You underestimate yourself. Low self esteem never did anybody any good."
"I do NOT have low self esteem, mister know-it-all." She muttered.
"Then why are you always the one to run around and do everything for your sisters?" He asked.
She considered that. That's how things had always been, she had always been taking care of her two sisters, who was he to question that?
"I don't do everything for them. I take care of them." She tried to explain.
"I see. So you take care of your sisters?"
"Yes." She repeated, annoyed.
"Then who is taking care of you?"
"Is that a trick question?"
"You tell me."
They set in silence for a few minutes. A cold breeze passed by them, making her shiver. She turned to see what Leo was doing, and he was still staring at her.
"Why are you here Leo?"
"I am making sure you don't jump into the river." He said.
He looked so good above her, and she really wanted him to touch her, just to see how his skin would feel against her.
"Be useful then. Tell me a story." She demanded.
"Alright." He sighed, and started; "There was a girl,"
"Was she cute?"
"Very. Don't interrupt." He said.
"Sorry."
"There was a girl, who got lost in the woods."
"Oh, come on. She was probably blond."
"Brunet, actually. Very long hair." He said.
"Is this a story about me?"
"Are you very cute?"
"Yes."
"Ok. Then this is a story about you."
"Good. Carry on now." She said, relaxing.
There was silence.
"Why aren't you telling me the rest?" She asked.
"I have a problem."
"Ok."
"I can't tell the story." He said.
"Why not?"
"I don't know you. How can you tell a story about someone you don't know?" He explained.
"Oh. Then why did you say I was lost in the woods?"
"Well, that I know."
"I am not lost." Piper declared, and turned away from him. The next few minutes she spent looking at the trees as they were blown away by the wind, their leaves going in all directions, struggling against the murderous wind to keep themselves attached to the branches.
When she turned back to see what Leo was doing, she found him so close their noses were just about touching, and she could feel his breath. Again- he didn't back away.
"You are making this very hard for me Piper." He said.
He had no idea how hard it was to stop herself from kissing him. So hard, she just did it.
The sweet kiss lasted for long, and neither even thought of pulling away. Why stop something so great?
When they did pull away, he said;
"You never answered my question."
"Which one was that?"
"Who is taking care of you?" He said.
She just shook her head in response.
He, on the other hand, smiled. "Then lay back and relax." As he said it, he got on top of her and started doing the most wonderful things.
In the process they undressed each other, and even though in her mind she was screaming This is absurd! You have to stop before this gets out of hands... But it was already far out of any hands.
The man was doing miracles, and all she had to do was lay there and enjoy; she didn't even have to work for it like she did for everything else in her life. No, this time he was doing the work for her, and she was in heaven.
"There are houses across the river Leo, they will see us..." She said at some point, suddenly remembering where they were.
"Stop worrying, Vilma." He said, and she pulled him into another kiss.
"What did you call me?" She asked after a few minutes.
"Vilma. That's the name of the girl in my story." He explained.
"I thought I was the girl in your story?"
"Very true. Vilma."
It was all so amazing and great, and his body was so warm compared to all the coldness of the wind. It felt great, it felt RIGHT.
At some point they snuck upstairs and were probably about to continue, but the next thing Piper knew she was waking up because of some noises.
The first disappointment was that she didn't feel the man that was earlier with her, in the bed.
Then she realized that the noises where someone putting on his clothes, and turned to see Leo.
"Morning." He said, flashing a smile while zipping his pants.
She thought for a moment.
Oh, god. She had sex with that man.
"We had sex last night, didn't we?" She asked, horrified.
He chuckled.
"No".
Instead of relief, she felt disappointed again.
"No?"
"No. You were drunk Piper, I wouldn't abuse you in such a way." He said, pulling his shirt on.
"Now Leo, I remember well, and what we did out there could not have been anything but sex." She insisted.
"No Vilma; that was just some fooling around."
"Some heck of fooling around."
"I tried, and you were miraculous in every sense of the word." He said, and leaned forward towards her.
"I was miraculous? But I didn't even do anything." She frowned.
"Oh, you did a lot Vilma; you were there." He said, and kissed her softly.
"Why do you keep calling me that?" She asked.
"I don't know. You're not Vilma anymore. Last night, you were SOME Vilma. Now you're back to Piper."
"Right. Boring ol' Piper."
He was smiling again.
"Hardly boring. See, there goes that low self esteem again. Vilma, unlike you, has very high self esteem. You have some things you need to learn from her." He said.
"Go to Vilma then. You seem to like her better." She said, feeling a bit hurt.
"You are Vilma, Piper. But you just won't loosen up; you won't let Vilma play a little." He said, and kissed her again.
"I'll see you tonight Piper. Don't forget to bring Vilma." He joked, and walked out of the room.
She was still a little mad at him, but couldn't stay mad for long. He was amazing, not like anything that Ben has ever been like, and it's not just the great sex (which is great). It's everything else too.
It was only when she stood up that she felt the nagging head ache.
Damn alcohol.
She headed downstairs in her robe, dying for caffeine, and found both her sisters already there.
"Nice." Paige said with a grin.
"What?" Piper asked, not sure what they were talking about.
"Right Piper, next time you have a man in your room and don't want us to know, make sure he doesn't stop by the kitchen to grab a muffin." Phoebe said, and both she and Paige burst out laughing.
"Oh, shut up you two. Hand me the coffee." Piper instructed, and was given a full mug.
"I think he is just for you, a great improvement from Ben." Phoebe said.
"So tell us already! What happened last night? I'm having a hard time believing that you slept with him. What happened to Piper, the good girl?" Paige said with a smile.
"First off, I was completely drunk. But..."
Phoebe cut her off.
"So you did sleep with him!"
"No, I did NOT sleep with him. And why don't you scream louder so that all Lustville hears you? I'm sure most of them already have." Piper said, drinking her coffee.
"Sorry. It's just so great to see you back in the game!"
Right. Back in the game.
She started thinking about the sheriff again and their unbelievably delightful night spent together.
She thought about what he said about 'Vilma', and even considered it. He might be just another (probably rich) town boy, but no one else had called her 'Vilma' before, or any other exotic name for that matter.
And she would get to see him tonight. The head ache was already gone.
AN: Ok, anyone confused about the whole Vilma/Piper concept? Basically Vilma is what Leo called Piper when she wasn't herself, when she loosened up a little and wasn't as worried. Let me know what you think.