AN: Hey guys, I am SO SO sorry for the delay again… I've hardly had twenty minutes a day to sit next to a computer the last few days… Busy with sending some stuff to colleges and all that kinda crap.

Anyway, I'll just let you read… and I'd like to say THANK YOU to all your wonderful reviews… oh, and this chapter you'll find out who's the 'one' who is responsible for many thing, the one you all were so eager to know…

Chapter 15

OoO Lime Green Lunatic OoO

First thing's first, so Leo went to get Maggie back in the house to apologize.

"You've promised you'd never get mad if I didn't do anything bad." The girl said with her arms crossed in front of her.

"I know honey, and I'm so sorry, I really am." Leo tried, feeling like he's begging.

Maggie frowned and looked around. After another moment she asked;

"Where is Piper anyway?"

"We've… we've had a bit of a row." Leo admits.

"About what?"

"Adult stuff."

"She looked upset." Maggie pointed out.

"I know. I was upset too. But now I have to call and make sure she got home OK."

He dialed her number on his cell phone, and after a few rings Paige answered.

"Paige, hi, it's Leo. Can I talk to Piper?"

"She's not here; I thought she was at your house?" Paige said a bit bitterly, and he could still hear her being upset with her sister from the previous night.

"No, she left about 15 minutes ago. With the rain that just started I figure she'll go home?" Leo said.

"Wait, I'll look out the window." After a few moments, Paige returned. "She's no where along the street, and I can see your house from down here." She said.

Where the hell was she then?

"Why did she… umm… leave?" Paige asked, sounding like she wanted to be angry but still was interested.

"We had a bit of a row." Leo admitted.

"Don't be surprised, Piper is getting good at that lately." Paige frowned.

"Listen, I'm going to take the car for a little spin in the aria to see if Piper's around, you call my cell if she gets home." Leo said, grabbing his jacket.

"Wait, are you serious? Do you think something might have happened?" Paige asked, loosing the tenderness in her voice, now turning it worrisome.

"I doubt it; I don't think anything could have happened in fifteen minutes. But I still want to find her; the rain isn't getting any lighter. I'll talk to you soon." Leo said his final word, and put the cell away.

"Maggie hon, I'll be home in fifteen!" He called, assuming she was upstairs but she appeared behind the corner. She heard the conversation on the phone.

"You shouldn't have screamed at her like that. I heard when I walked out; you were shouting." Maggie said, obviously referring to the last conversation Leo had with Piper.

"Maggie, we were just having an adult argument. I'll just go and get her out of the rain, and you stay here and don't worry. OK kid? You're too young to have these kinds of thoughts on your mind. Go play with Barbies." Leo said, something he's been saying since the girl was two but the only thing she ever found Barbies useful for is cutting their hair short.

After twenty minutes, Leo has already circled the aria completely and there was no sight of Piper, just the increasing drops of rain.

The Lustville streets were completely emptied.

Frowning, Leo switched his cell open and called the Halliwells.

"Hello?" Phoebe's voice came.

"Hey, it's Leo."

"Did you find her?" The sister immediately asked.

"No. I was hoping you'd say she's home."

"I don't like this." Phoebe declared. "Paige said you two fought… Leo, she couldn't have… you know… done something… without thinking?" Phoebe asked carefully.

"You mean try something because of our row? I doubt it. But after the fight the three of you had last night I almost ran over her in the middle of the road." Leo said. He wasn't going to, but he realized he was quite angry with the two young sisters.

He was still looking around for any signs of Piper, driving over the same places and double checking, but she was no where to be seen.

"What?!" Phoebe asked, astonished. "She tried to kill herself?!"

"She was drunk Phoebe, drunk. And what the hell where the two of you thinking? Didn't you see she was completely out of herself?" Leo asked angrily. He knew he was taking out his frustration on Phoebe, but couldn't help it.

"We were… angry at each other… I wasn't thinking…"

"Well, make sure you think next time. It will be about time. Listen, I'm goanna try and search some more. Don't forget to call me if she appears." He said, and hung up.

When he realized he was out for forty minutes already he knew he had to get back home to Maggie.

She was sitting on the couch that looked at the front door, waiting.

"Hi!" She jumped up when he came in.

"Hey hon." He said sadly, handing his jacket back.

"You didn't find her??" Maggie asked with horror.

"I'm sure she's fine. I'll call a few people and see if she's gone there."

"Have you checked her club?" Maggie continued.

"The doors were locked." Leo said, and realized how scared Maggie was.

Leo didn't remember Maggie being that way about anyone else in her life. Not including himself, that is.

"Listen Maggs, Piper is fine, I promise you that. I'm just doing my job as a Sheriff and… Ah… Making sure I know where she is. That's all." He lied, and Maggie wasn't buying it.

He gave his daughter an understanding and comforting smile, and grabbed the phone.

After he called everyone he could think of, he was out of ideas, and even though he tried not to show it to Maggie; he was worried as hell.

--OoO--

Ouch.

Owwww.......

Her head was troubling like hell and her eyes wouldn't open.

Finally, she managed to crack them half way.

All she saw was just bright lime green.

Hmm.

Lime green.

Makes no sense.

Maybe I should go to sleep…

"Fuck." Piper heard someone murmur and her eyes finally opened.

It was still all lime green, but this time there was a figure above her, the one who was swearing earlier.

Piper could tell it was a woman by her figure, and she had no doubt who it was, even though her sight couldn't have been blurrier.

It was Keren; the figure fit her perfectly.

And she had that feeling that is wasn't Frank… why would Frank want to kill her?

Piper remembered having suspicions that it was Keren even back when she was pushed into the river, but she didn't dare to tell that to Leo, afraid that accusing his mother would be too much.

Well, apparently; it wasn't.

It was Keren, with her arms solved in front of her, and that screaming orange hair…

Wait, Orange hair? That's not Keren… That's… Oh My God!

She could see much clearer now… and it wasn't Keren.

But… Why?

Above her, stood probably the nicest lady in town, the very one who welcomed Piper about a month ago when they first came to Lustville.

She was a Tucker, but not the Tucker Leo was after.

It was Harriet. Harriet Tucker.

Sweet, loving; Harriet Tucker.

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…"

"Right back at you." Piper crooked.

God, her head was splitting, that could be the only explanation to the unbearable pain.

"My god, what do you have to do to kill someone these days?!" Harriet exclaimed with frustration.

"You're mad…" Piper tried to get up, and even though nothing was pinning her down to the floor she couldn't. Every movement she tried to make sent a wave of pain to her head, and she had all her interests in avoiding that, so she stayed down.

"If only I had that gun… Margaret never listens to me. I told her not to use the gun, but she couldn't handle the pressure and shot him. Well, he had it coming… Who did he think he was? Coming and bursting like that into our house, sending threats all over? Ben got what he deserved." Harried was babbling.

Mar killed Ben?

"What!? A brick on the head wasn't enough for you?!?" Harriet continued with frustration. "And that killer lake wasn't enough either?! Not to talk about those damn fuels. What was so hard?! Just get in the basement, move anything, and boom! But no, you came out of there like nothing ever happened!!"

Harriet was burning with anger.

"Mar killed Ben?" Piper finally let out.

"Well, she didn't intend to… I gave her the gun so she would threaten him if he comes, not actually kill the bastard. We had to throw the gun away, and now I have none." Harriet explained. She was looking at Piper, as if trying to figure out something.

"I guess I can keep banging with the brick until you die… but that's too painful to look at."

Piper was shocked.

She would never be able to get over the fact that there was a mad woman above her, trying to figure out how to kill her so it doesn't involve a lot of blood.

"Bloody hell, what am I going to do with you?" Harried asked.

"Where am I?" Piper finally asked, getting sick of all the lime green.

"In my basement honey. Don't you just love the colors! I picked them out myself. Like the statue!" Harriet tuned to her sweet self, looking around at the damn green room with admiration.

"How the hell did you manage to get Ben into the river?" Piper asked, hoping to keep Harriet's mind off of the fact that she wanted to kill her.

"Oh, you won't believe how much trouble it was. First my daughter shot him, and even though I was mad I was hoping he'd at least be dead… but he didn't even loose consciousness! He just kept huffing and puffing… so we took him in the truck and started driving towards the river, but he managed to roll out. When I pulled the car back I accidentally ran over him a bit… but that shmok was still alive! My god. We pulled him back into the car, and then he suddenly got all red and passed out. FINALLY." Harried sighed.

Right, Piper remembered well; 'Cause of death- heart attack'.

"And then you threw him into the river." Piper filled in, feeling sick with disgust.

"Obviously. And I know even better that you pulled him out. Mar was across the street when your lunatic sister started dragging him into the house." Harriet said.

Piper frowned.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked, not expecting to get any satisfying answer.

"Because you're trouble, and you won't keep your hands off of my son in law, and you know nothing about family values! Why did you ever come to this town? What, not enough Sheriffs in San Francisco? You had to take the only one my daughter has??" Harriet exclaimed, angry again.

She was like a werewolf, switching moods with way too much enthusiasm.

Poor Leo, Piper thought. How did he put up with these people all his life?

Her head ache has subsided since she first woke up, and she felt she might have enough strength to make a go for it.

But then, maybe she doesn't, she couldn't tell, and didn't feel like risking getting hit by a brick in a purse again. One bit too painful.

So what the hell was she supposed to do now?

AN: That wasn't one of my best chapters, but I think you might very well like the next one. But until that comes… review for this one, I can't wait to read what you guys think. Thank you!

BTW, I was reading one of your guys' reviews, and someone guessed the brink in the purse! I was amazed, didn't think that a 'black thing' could be so obvious… lol.