AN: Thanks for the reviews everyone! Pay attention to Dan! He's got secrets!! One of you picked up on his odd behavior... Anyway, on with the chapter.

Dan just glared at Leo for a minute.

Leo smirked at him, placing the books aside. "Look Gordon, I'm not your slave, I'm not your bitch and I'm sure as hell not your friend. What's. In. It. For. Me?"

Dan glowered at him. "I'll pay you. Drop by the house everyday, around this time, and I'll pay you. 100 dollars a week."

A hundred bucks a week! Leo could hardly turn him down. Besides, it was chance to see the Gordon house. "Alright." He agreed finally.

Dan put the key in his hand. "Good. Thing you've got to remember about Piper is that she's fragile, you've got to be gentle with her. Clear?"

Leo simpered at him. "Crystal."

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Piper walked aimlessly around her house. Being alone scared her. She analyzed so many of her patients with fears of being by themselves, but she couldn't get past her own. Everything struck a chord of agitated panic, from the tick of the clock to the settling floorboards beneath her feet.

As she made her 4th trip to the living room, she heard a sound at her door. Blood pumping in her ears, alarm beating in her heart, Piper bounded behind the door, picking up Dan's discarded baseball bat. After a moment, the door flung open.

"Honey, I'm ho—" The voice was cut off by the dull thud of wood against skull. Leo toppled to the floor, face first. It was then that Piper noticed the key that went flying out of his hand, and skidding across the hardwood floor.

"Oh!" she gasped. "I'm so sorry!" She rolled him over. "I'm so—Holy shit!" Piper paled, tears springing to her eyes. She scrambled away from the awaking Leo to a place on the stairs, clutching her head and visibly trembling.

Leo groaned trying to remember what had happened. Oh, right. He groaned again, sitting up and kicking the door shut. Finally, he stood, a nasty lumping forming on the top of his head. He looked up to see Piper sitting in the steps, trembling like crazy.

He climbed up next to her and sat, noticing that she pulled away from him so far, she banged into the wall opposite. He furrowed his brow confusedly and reached out with a consoling hand, but she flinched. At least her tears were drawing to a close. He waited to see what she would do. Finally, she spoke.

"Get out of my house." Piper said, voice deep with sadness and anger. "Get out of my goddamn house."

Leo narrowed his eyes angrily. "Now, see here, lady!" he said, grabbing both of her wrists and pulling them away to reveal her face, red, flushed and wet from crying. "I didn't do a thing to you! First, you hit me over my head; what the hell was that?! Then, you yell at me to get out of your house! Like I did something to you! What, did I fuck you over on some money?"

By now, he was trying to figure out what he could've done to her to make her angry. Piper let out a low growl. "What is this, some kind of sick joke?"

Leo looked bewildered again. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Piper was angry. "Let go of me." She said finally, too tired to do much else. Leo hadn't even realized he was still holding onto her. She pushed her wrists away.

"Get out…" she said, sleep already taking over. "Get…" The word drifted off to a soft snore, her body slumping against him. Leo rolled his eyes heavenward, before scooping her up. She was surprisingly light. He carried her up the stairs, pausing briefly to contemplate which room was hers. He kicked he door open and carried her over to the bed. He placed her across the blanket and tried to let go.

"No…" Piper murmured, clinging to him, her arms around his neck. "Don't leave me…" Leo smiled gently at her and held on for a while, she smelled like vanilla and lilacs.

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Leo opened the door to his apartment to a happy bark. "Hey boy!" Leo said to the golden retriever, jumping at his feet. He looked up to see his sister, sprawled across the couch, eating Goldfish. "Liz, what are you doing here?" he asked, exasperation evident.

Liz finished chewing. "Duh, I had laundry." She pointed to towards his laundry area, and Leo distinctly hear his washing machine rumbling. His arms drooped, and he just looked at her. "Where have you been?" she asked, turning down the volume of the TV.

Leo laughed a little, tossing his keys onto the coffee table, and throwing his jacket across the back of the couch. "I was, uh, at my boss's house, looking after his wife."

"Oh no." Liz murmured watching him walk to the kitchen, where he then disappeared from sight. She brushed her brown-blonde hair out of her face. "You shagged her didn't you?"

He nearly spit out his beer. "It's not like that, Lizzie." He said, walking back into the room, collapsing across his easy chair. He kicked his shoes off.

"I know you, Muppy."

Leo winced. "Aww, Liz…"

"Leo, I'm serious, if you have sex with—"

"Liz," he said, cutting her off, "it's not like that. I'm just gonna drop by ever now and then and check up on her, see how she's doing, he worries. And don't call me Muppy."

AN: So..........What'd you think? Please review!!