AN: Wow, you guys rock so much! I'm sorry for my lack of writing "The Reunion" and "Profiling Love", but please bear with me! I get so many ideas and I try to write one story at a time, but I get so tired of myself and how slow I go and everything, so sometimes, I get mad at a story. But I don't believe in leaving them unattended. Thanks for your reviews!

"I swear to God, Phoebe, if you touch me one more time…" Piper trailed off threateningly as she and Phoebe walked through the local grocery store. Phoebe poked her again anyway.

"Oh, look, look! I haven't seen Marks brand cookies in years." Phoebe said.

Piper growled. She and Phoebe had just moved back to their hometown of Bolepick, Oklahoma. Piper had already run into some people she used to know. But not the person she was really looking for. They had already unpacked all their things into the small Tudor style house they'd purchased. Now, all they need was to go shopping for groceries.

Which was working on her last nerve.

"Oh my gosh, when was the last time you saw Mrs. Quigley's sugar?"

Piper rolled her eyes and strolled over the cereal aisle, leaving Phoebe to her nostalgia trip. She passed a pair of old ladies debating between apple cinnamon oatmeal and cinnamon apple, a man knelt beside a little girl fighting over cereal and a middle aged woman loving agonizingly slow.

"Come on, Emma." Said the man to the girl, "Pick something healthier."

Piper's eyes popped in surprise. Was that…Couldn't have been…Could it? Piper wheeled around. And in her haste to see the man's face, her basket collided with his body and sent him sprawling across the linoleum.

Leo looked up to see his daughter, Emma, running to him. "Daddy!" she cried. What the hell? One minute, he'd been telling his daughter to pick a healthy cereal and the next, he was on the floor.

"Oh my God!" a woman's voice cried. "I'm so sorry!" Instantly, she was at his side.

Leo lifted his eyebrows. "Piper?" he asked.

The woman who he was sure was Piper laughed. "Yeah, it's me, Leo." They just stared at one another for a moment.

"You hit my daddy!" Emma cried accusingly. He saw the look of surprise cross Piper's face.

"Now, Emma." He said, pulling himself up to a standing position. "It was an accident. I'm sure Piper didn't mean to. Did you?"

Piper smiled sweetly. "No, no I didn't." They smiled at each other.

"Daddy," Emma said, pulling on his tee shirt, "can I please get the Cocoa Pebbles?"

"Sure, sure." He said preoccupied with the woman in front of him. Not that she had been curveless before, but now…Yowza.

"How are you?" Piper asked.

Leo shrugged and without looking at her, scooped Emma up into their basket. "I'm fine, I guess. Little Emma's my world."

"I am not little!" the six-year-old cried.

Both adults laughed. "How are you?" he asked.

Piper was a bit wrought up in the fact that Leo was with someone else, so it took a moment for the question to register. "Um, I'm fine, decided to move back home."

Something inside Leo jumped. "That's cool, then we'll probably see more of each other." Smooth move, Wyatt.

"Yeah…" Piper trailed off. "Um…So, I guess you're married now."

Leo laughed heartily, as if it was the best joke he'd ever heard. "Was. Amy Schneider. But…I got a divorce a couple years ago."

Piper nodded. And thanked her lucky stars. "I'm sorry."

Leo shook his head. "Ah, don't be. She was—" He stopped and cast a glance at his daughter who looked off innocently. "We better be going."

Piper pulled a pen and paper out of her purse. She wrote down her telephone number. "Here. Call me sometime. We can catch up on old times."

"Oh my God!" came Phoebe's voice from across the small market. "Piper, come here! I found MicMan's Popcorn!"

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"You're kidding me." Phoebe said, propping her feet up on the porch post, wrapped up in an afghan.

Piper sat beside her on the porch swing. "Nope. I ran into—well, knocked over Leo Wyatt."

"Correction:" Phoebe said as they looked at the sunset. "Leo Wyatt with a kid."

Her sister laughed. "Oh, and she is the cutest little thing! She's got his eyes, that's for sure, but she's got like, copper colored hair. Must be from her mom."

Phoebe nodded, picking up a carton of Ms. Marple's peanuts. "Right…cool. So, are you thinking about rekindling an old flame?"

Piper shrugged. "Phoebe, we just got back in town. I mean, he's got a kid now. Stuff is different."

Phoebe nodded like she understood and tossed a few peanuts in her mouth.

Piper looked out on the sunset. Damn, it felt good to be back home.

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"I've never seen that lady who hit you at the grocery store." Emma rambled as her father cooked dinner. "Do you know her?"

"I used to." Leo mumbled as he absentmindedly as he stirred a pot of mixed vegetables.

"Daddy." Emma said, stretching the word. "Either you know her or you don't."

Leo cast her a quick glance. "Well, she's an old friend who moved away."

"Did you miss her?" she asked, propping her elbows up on the table.

Leo walked over to the cabinet, getting out a small bowl for her and a larger bowl for him. "Very much so, move your elbows."

The little girl's arms dropped to her sides. "You know, sometimes, I forget you were alive before I was."

Leo stopped what he was doing and laughed. He walked over to the sliding glass door of their beachfront ranch. He opened it a little, letting some spring air in. He walked back over to the stove and scooped some vegetable into the bowls, and put some chicken and rice on two plates. He put her food in front of her and sat down across from her, his meal in front of him. After taking the two obligatory bites of vegetables, Emma spoke.

"Are you sad, Daddy?"

Leo crinkled his eyebrows at his child. "What do you mean?"

Emma rubbed her hands together under the table. "Well, since Mommy left, it's just you and me. And, well…I don't know, seems like you're lonely, is all." Leo smiled at her. She shrugged. "I like that lady. She was pretty. We should invite her over for dinner, then maybe, you won't be so lonely."

Leo blinked lazily. "I like her too."

Emma cheered. "Well good, we'll make her a cake."

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Piper was just on her way back home from looking at the property she'd just purchased. She was going to open herself up a nightclub. Not much nightlife went on in the small, lakeside town, but she had the feeling she could generate some if she could get her club open. She was trotting past a construction sight when she backtracked at a familiar face.

"Leo?" she asked. The man looked up at the sound of his name.

"Piper?"

"Yeah." She jogged over to the boundaries of the site. He came to the caution tape as well.

"Glad I ran into." Leo said. "Emma and I just wanted to know if you and Phoebe would like to join us for dinner Friday night?"

"You're doing construction now?" Piper asked, still marveling over the fact.

"Yeah, about that dinner…"

"Oh, right. Well, Pheebes already has a date. I didn't know Bret Miller still lived in Bolepick.

Leo nodded. "Hey, Milly." He shouted, stretching the words.

A man with thick brown hair, which was partially hidden under a construction hat, turned around. "How many times have told you not to call me that?"

Leo laughed. "Yeah, hear you got a date with a old friend of mine."

Bret narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Who?" Then he noticed Piper, grinning broadly and waving at him. "Oh, Phoebe…Yeah. I better get back to work." He turned around and walked off.

"Oh," Piper said, "He's cuter now that he was in high school."

Leo looked at her with a smirk on his face. "Oh! So you thought he was cute in high school."

Piper shook her wind tousled hair, smiling from ear to ear. "Well, I was hopelessly devoted to you of course."

Leo smiled back, but the moment was slightly diminished. They'd probably be married by now, with a whole bunch of kids. Had she stayed in town. But it wasn't her fault. "Um, yeah, well, I should get back to work too. See you Friday. I'll come pick you up."

Piper smiled and pulled a piece of paper out of her purse. "Um, we're living on Arlen now, you know, that house that was close to the corner, the one that we always wanted to live in, so uh, yeah, here's the new number." Sometimes, she couldn't articulate around him. "Bye."

"See you." Leo turned, back towards the construction site, starting out over the dirt. "Hey Milly!"

AN: Hey, these chapters are pretty long. Well, longish, anyway. So, what'd you think? Emma is so cute isn't she? Please review!