AN: Thank for all the reviews!!! I can't believe you guys liked that chapter as much as you did! In all honesty, I thought it was kind of crappy -----rolls eyes at own creation------ Was it? Anyway, I'm glad you liked it! Without further ado, on with the story!

Leo stood at the door. Oh God, what would she say, what would she do? He figured given the legal opportunity, she would kill him. Then again, he probably deserved it. Leo took a deep, not quite steadying breath and put his knuckles to the doorway, emitting a series of timid sounds against the wood.

Piper looked up from her Sunday paper at the door. Who could that be? Piper looked down at her blue pajama pants and her blue half shirt. Oh well, she run the risk of being caught in such a state. Piper walked over to the door and opened it. There, at her doorstep was the man she most detested.

Leo took another deep breath, which seemed to be required of him. Here she was, the woman he loved, just as he remembered her, beautiful, sunny faced, happy, even if a bit flustered.

But all that when away when she saw him. Except the beauty, that stayed. Now she just looked angry.

"What do want, Leo?" she snarled, crossing her arms over her chest.

Leo looked down at his hands. "I…I—I want to talk. Please."

Piper narrowed her chocolate eyes at him. "No, I don't want to talk to you. Especially in a place with easy access to a bed, so you can seduce me again."

Leo's normally peaceable nature was pushed aside as his temper flared up. "What!? If I remember correctly, it was you who lead me back to the bedroom."

Piper glared at him. "It takes two to tango."

Leo smirked at her. "Yeah, but it takes one to do that thing—" He stopped, because he knew he'd gone too far.

Piper just gave him an icy glare, he couldn't help but get a chill from. "Fuck you, Leo."

It seemed as though his tongue was working faster than his brain. "Why don't I fuck you instead? Oh wait, been there, done you."

Piper's heart pounded. She was past fuming, past angry, past pissed, past infuriated, past irate, she was full-fledged wild. Just when she was about to flip out on him, two voices spoke at her waist.

"Mommy, who's this?" Wyatt asked.

"Yeah. And the muffins are burning." Chris added.

"Shit!" Piper murmured, dashing to the kitchen, unintentionally leaving the kids with their father.

Realization hit Leo like a brick. These were his children. The results of that night…These handsome little boys were his flesh and blood. Leo knelt down on one knee, so he could be eye-to-eye with the children.

"Hi." He said gently, sticking his hand out, "I'm Leo, what are your names?"

Chris scowled. "Mommy says it's not good to talk to strangers."

Leo smiled softly. Kid knew his stuff. "I'm not a stranger. Mommy knows me, remember?"

Both boys eyed him warily, as they were extremely protective of their mother.

"I'm Chris." He said finally.

Leo smiled. Good name. "And you?" he asked, turning to the blonde boy.

"I'm Wyatt."

Leo's face went blank. It was almost like a peek into Piper's psyche. Would she really name their child after him? Did she really care?

Being caught off guard, it took Leo a minute to recover. "So, can I come in?" Leo knew it was a terrible ploy, getting the kids to let him in, but it would be worth it if things worked out. So, Chris and Wyatt each took one of his hands and lead him into the living room, where their mother was just walking into, muttering under her breath about "stupid stove" and "Leo".

Piper stopped dead in her tracks. Seeing her children attached to Leo was a little overwhelming. She frowned. What the hell was going on? Hand she suddenly stepped into the twilight zone? Piper glared at him coldly before putting on a large smile for the kid's benefits.

"Hey! You guys up for eggs this morning? I was making muffins, but they burned, so…Another omelet?"

Both boys nodded. "Hey!" Chris piped up as Wyatt closed the front door, "Can Leo stay for breakfast? He seems really nice." Chris added hopefully.

Piper's grin dissipated quickly. How could she say no? But how could she say yes? Piper gulped as she looked at the three expectant faces. "O—Okay." Piper stammered.

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"Piper, I'm sorry."

Piper half smirked, half smiled up at Leo. "I believe you've already said that. Multiple times."

Leo smiled. "Was that a bit of humor?"

Piper's face changed to a bitter scowl. "No." she spat. They were standing outside of her apartment building, Piper in white khakis and an army green tee, Leo in a navy shirt and brown slacks.

"I miss talking to you." Leo said slowly.

Piper's eyes flashed angrily. "What the hell does that mean, Leo?"

Leo pursed his lips. "Piper, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you like I did."

Piper snorted her laughter as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Obviously you did, Leo. Otherwise, you wouldn't have run away like you did." She was speaking so calmly, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. "You make me sick." Piper continued emotionlessly, eyes flat with absence of feeling. "I would like you to leave me and my children alone. And I'll be damned if "Chuckie E. Cheese's with Leo" becomes a regular event. I hope you enjoyed breakfast, because that will be the last time you see me, or them. Goodbye, Leo."

Piper turned on her heel and entered the apartment building, door shutting behind her. Leo frowned heavily. He couldn't let her get away, no, not again.

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Piper walked into Quake, and as she passed by the door, something by the door caught her eye. Piper walked over to the flier. Since hen did Mike let people put up fliers? Oh well. Piper looked at the words splayed across the flier.

COME TO PULSE AND SHOW OFF YOUR SKILLS

SHOW US YOUR LOOK!

Come to Pulse and do a fashion show! We're looking for men and woman to become Pulse's new Spokemodels!!!

If you've always had in interest in being a being a model, this contest is for you!!

It went on to give details and phone numbers, but Piper was too concerned with those things. Of course she still was interested, it had been her dream… Why shouldn't she just do it? Leo was getting to live his dream, why should she live hers? Or a fraction of it at least. Piper snatched the folder from the wall and turned to begin another night's work.

AN: So, what'd you guys think!? Could Piper be getting ready to launch a career? Tell me what you think! Please review!!