AN: Yay! Lotsa reviews! I love reviews! Better than chocolate! And I love chocolate!

What About Scout: Oh! I long review! I love long reviews! I hope this chappy was long enough to satisfy you! About your…um, experience on the trampoline… That sounds, um, scary. Yeah, when I looked at PoT, I thought POT too! I'm such an idiot. (But of course, that doesn't make you an idiot by default.) You know, little kids do get bored really fast like that. But yeah, it did have something to do with Leo's unknowingness. I'd probably get bored real quick too. Please tell me you did not just say you were a Barney fan. OMG! Barney rocked my friggin' world! He still does! ;-D Barney sheets, Barney blanket, Barney clock, Barney radio, Barney mobile, Barney books, Barney tapes, Barney, Barney, Barney! I was not kidding, I seriously had all that Barney stuff. Anywho, thanks for your review, I love rambling!

charmedchick4eva: Thank you! I don't mind that you didn't review, I mean, I wouldn't review either if I was in Rome! Hope you had fun! I'm glad you liked the kiss, don't worry! And about Prue or Paige, I'm not sure if either'll make an appearance, but if so, it'll probably be Prue. I don't know why I didn't either of them in, but it seemed like a very Piper and Phoebe type thing to do to move "back home", so…yeah. Thanks for the review!

leolovespiper: I'm glad you like it! I'll definitely keep updating! I love Emma! I get so attached to my characters!

Charmed4life: I love it when people can't find words to describe my writing! It's fun! Everybody thinks Emma is so cute! I'm glad you guys think so, because, that's what I was going for! And yes, Leo is so in love, and they have a nice sweet little convo in this chapter, so go read it! Please?

foureverCharmed: Thank you!

psychokitty3: "The Promise Made" rocks doesn't it? Poor Leo. Anywho, it is really hard to write the whole twisty turny thing because like, you really want to get the mood right and it's so much easier to crate this happy place than this dark place, you know? (I mean, duh, you do know) Thanks so much for your advice and I definitely won't abandon my fics, I hate that!

Onion400: Thank you!

LeoPiper-Forever: Yeah, I want the whipped cream scene to be hot but not…explicit, you know? Glad you like Emma, and Molly is very cute! Thank you!

Magical Princess: I love Emma, she's gonna be so much fun!

misscharmed: No problem, I shamelessly self promote, so why not promote a really deserving author/story. That means you! As a matter of fact, I'm really surprised you like my stories, it's an honor (I'm an idiot, I misspelled that all through out my review to your story). It's sort of easy for me to write little kids because I've got this little kid around me all the time to base off of, and that's good because I've kind of forgotten how:-) "Peanut" is the cutest nickname. About your email, that is so funny. "Oh yeah, wanna get married?" Though, it's not the dreamest way to get proposed to, it's romantic in it's own way. I'll write you back soon, but it takes me while to respond to my emails, unless somebody's asking me to the movies! It's nice to see an adult interested in something that I've seen deemed "childish". I happen to think it's a fantastic outlet and I think you're very smart for doing something to keep yourself from getting too stressed. By the way, I'm sure your wedding will be great, I wouldn't stress about it too much. (But I know it's stressful, it's gotta be, all that stuff) But I'm sure it'll be fabu! Thanks! Oh and, everybody tells me I should manage or promote or PR or something. That or act. –laugh-

piper+leo4eva: Thank you! It's funny you say London, NY, Milan and Tokyo, because I just bought a great purse with all those places on it, I swear it's one of the cutest things I've ever seen! Yeah, I get what you mean! LOL!

Linn-LovesPiperLeo: EVERYBODY LOVES EMMA! I love that! Emma is so cute! Glad you LOVE it!

Alyssa Halliwell: Yeah, I've got plans for other fics, it's just taken me a while to get there! Thank you!

halli-halliwell: I hated how that chapter flowed, it was so choppy and not smooth at all. But I was trying to give you a fix! Thanks!

"Morning!" Piper said cheerily, a big smile on her face. She had on jeans and a green tee and held out a basket of muffins.

"What?" Leo said gruffly. He looked at her meanly from the front step. He was wearing boxers and nothing else, excepting a glare.

Piper raised her eyebrows. "Um…Good Morning?" She asked hesitantly. She grinned carefully. Not that Leo had been exactly scrawny before, and not that he was Mr. Universe now, but she liked the way his body was harder than before. In more ways than one.

"What?" He said in the same tone. It was taking him a long time to comprehend things. His daughter knew he moved very slowly in the morning. Hell, Piper knew he moved very slowly in the morning. He was definitely not a morning person.

"Um, Leo, I'm here to baby-sit Emma. And I brought muffins." She tried again, willing his brain and his mouth to have a solid connection. "You know, those fluffy, small, almost cake-like things. They generally have things in them like blueberries…"

"What," he said, again in that crotchety tenor. "the heck is a blueberry?" He grinned at her. She knew he was joking and punched him lightly in the shoulder.

"Daddy, who's at the door?" Emma came in from the kitchen. "Piper, you came!" The blue-eyed girl grabbed her father's hand.

"Did you think I wouldn't?" Piper asked.

Emma shrugged. She tugged on her father's hand, her palm small in his. "Come on, Daddy, you have to get dressed or you'll be late for work."

"She knows when you have work?" Piper asked, as she followed them into the ranch style house.

Leo shrugged helplessly. "Yeah, she's my personal assistant."

"5 smackers an hour." Emma joked. It was a running thing between the two. Piper just smiled. She went behind them as Emma yanked her father into his bedroom. Piper looked around, having found the opportunity she was looking for. The bedroom obviously had a woman's touch, but was decorated in colors she knew he could tolerate, varying shades of aquamarine, turquoise and ocean blue. The curtains were turquoise, as a matter of fact, the only thing that didn't fit that color family was the tan shag carpeting.

Emma shoved her father into his room with a giggle. "He's not allowed to have girls in his room when he's changing." She giggled again.

Piper smiled warmly at her. "Yeah, I'll bet he's not. How about we go make him so breakfast, huh?" Piper held out her hand, praying that the child would take it.

Firmly, Emma grasped Piper's hand and the two were off to the kitchen, muffins in tow.

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"Let's play…No!" Emma was struck with a sudden idea. "Let's dance! Daddy won't let me or Mrs. Shultz touch the CD player, but I bet he'd let you touch it!"

Piper bit her lip as she walked over to the entertainment center. "Um…are you sure?"

"Of course." Emma said, smiling far too innocently to be true. "Would I steer you wrong?"

Piper rolled her eyes. She searched though Leo's CD collection and found his music taste hadn't strayed to far from when they were kids. She popped in a mix CD and found that Trapt's "Headstrong" was blaring from the speakers, briefly stunning her. Emma immediately launched into a song and dance routine, using her fist as a microphone.

Piper laughed and jumped into the routine of twirls, spins and leaps. They bumped hips and giggled. They collapsed on the floor, that one song enough to wear them out. After a moment and The GooGoo Doll's "Slide" started to play, Emma spoke.

"My daddy likes you." She said shyly.

Piper smirked. "I know."

"He told you?" Emma asked incredulously.

Piper blushed. "Um…Yeah."

"When?" she demanded.

Piper shrugged. "After dinner the other night."

Emma snapped her fingers. "Shoot, the good stuff always happens after I go to sleep."

Piper laughed and glanced at her watch. "Come on, let's go play Barbies."

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Leo was late getting home. He wasn't sure if Piper would kill him, or cluck at him about his dinner being cold. He smiled as he pulled into the driveway. Chauvinist, he wasn't, but Piper seemed to be made for kitchens, babies and general home and hearth. She was one of the best things that happened to him, since Emma. Her mother made his life one tumultuous hell after another. He couldn't believe she'd had walked out on them. But he didn't think about it much, not when he had a little girl to raise. Leo slammed the car door and walked into the house, shutting the door behind him. "Pepper!" He called. "Emma!" There was no response, but he noticed the porch light to the back door was on.

Emma was chasing fireflies and Piper was swaying the hammock, one eye on Emma, the other buried in her book. Leo opened the door and the two most important women in his life were too engrossed in their activities to notice him. He abandoned his shoes on the porch and he crossed the slightly sandy grass to the hammock and it tilted slightly as he climbed in beside Piper.

She smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She had one forearm draped over her forehead, the other hand holding the book, which she returned her attention too seamlessly. He let one foot hit the ground and started them off again. He watched Emma run after fireflies, face contorted with concentration. He wasn't sure if she looked more like him or Amy when she did that. She jumped wildly for one, then looked about ready to swear when she missed.

Leo looked from Emma to Piper. "What are you reading?" he asked softly.

"Tiger Eyes." She responded.

He laughed and started them off again. "I thought that was a book for teenage girls."

Piper's face looked thoughtful, then, she gave him a dark look. "No. Tiger Eyes is a classic. It for people of all ages."

He didn't respond to that, just looked between Emma and the moon. "Did you have good day?" he asked finally, curling the hammock bound leg around one of hers.

Piper rubbed her toes against his playfully, placing her book across her stomach. "It was fine."

Leo was only half paying attention. "Emma!" he called. The copper haired child looked at him.

"Yes Daddy?" she yelled back.

"Don't be so jerky when you're catching 'em. Take your time!" This was the best advice he could give on the subject of fireflies. Of course, it was Piper who taught him all that. He guessed Emma had too much of him in her to take on the natural hunter instinct.

Emma tried, but couldn't seem to get what her father was talking about. Excusing himself, Leo got up and walked over to his daughter. Piper sat up trying to catch their words. She watched as Leo leaned down and placed one hand on Emma's back, the other holding the cap to the jar. He was talking in low tones to his child and after a moment of almost complete stillness, they caught one of the lighting bugs and identical smiles spread over their faces.

Piper sighed wistfully. God, he was perfect. She wondered how their lives would be if she'd stayed in town. Would they be married? Would they have kids? Would they be happy? Probably. If the first were true, yes. And definitely yes. They were always happy together. He was the only one that could make her laugh after her mother died. He was the only one she could talk to about that. Phoebe had gotten so defiant, Prue was bitter. And they'd thought she was stupid for crying all the time.

Piper's thoughts were interrupted as Leo climbed beside her again, flashing her a million dollar grin, but no words. They both watched, silently as Emma, all by herself, caught a lightning bug. He smiled proudly. Leo turned the grin to Piper, who'd picked up the book again.

He rocked the hammock again. "You read that book forever." He laughed. "Your copy was so dog-eared and worn." He laughed reminiscently. "I remember, you got on my back to read that book until my English class had to read it."

Piper smiled knowingly, a mischievous look in her eyes as she put Tiger Eyes across their re-intertwined legs. "You know something?" He made a low humming sound, eyes trained on the little girl. "I talked to Julie Jennings the semester after that." Her eyes twinkled devilishly. "I know she was in your English class. She told me, over Christmas break, that you read books about war."

Leo didn't even blush, he just laughed. "Well, when you and Brian McAllister were getting all 'buddy, buddy' about it, I felt left out of the loop." He moved his arm around so the back her head rested against his bicep. "You know, I didn't want him coming in a taking away my girl."

Piper laughed and punched him lightly in the side. "You dork! I love you, not Brian McAllister!" Suddenly she stopped laughing. Had she said love as in, the present tense? Luckily, he hadn't noticed.

He sighed. "Those were the days, huh?"

One of her hands played with his belt buckle, the other in his hair and her face was across his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "Ah, these days aren't bad."

Suddenly, Emma ran up and dived across them, giggling madly. Leo grunted. "We better be careful, or the whole thing could give way underneath us." There was complete silence and stillness for almost a whole minute as the three of them contemplated and prayed against the demise of the hammock. After another minute or so, Piper soon realized that Emma was sleep.

"She's sleep." She said, nudging Leo.

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Piper was standing by the door when Leo emerged from Emma' just looked at her for a moment. When he spoke, his voice was low and gravely, that just enough make heat pool between her legs. It was a far cry from the voice of the loving father. "Will you stay with me tonight?"

She knew what he was asking. She didn't answer. She didn't know the answer. He gazed at her expectantly. "I don't know." She bit her lip. Leo stepped close and even closer as he made a sandwich out of her, himself and the wall.

"Do you know what you do to me?" he asked her, a dangerous tone in his voice.

"No." she said, running her hand over his cheek. "What?"

Leo moaned and kissed her. He tongue made a home in her mouth seamlessly, unquestioningly. Their bodies were frenzied as they touched one another, both of them growing hotter. There was a small interval in which Leo pulled back to unbutton his shirt and she placed a small kiss on his cheek. "Leo," she said softly, "I have to go."

Leo was genuinely shocked. "What?"

"I have to go home. Good night."

And for second time, she'd left him, ready and willing. And the sad part was, it more in his heart than anyplace else.

AN: Okay, hope you liked that chapter, it was long! Sort of. Not really. Anyway, I've got another vote thingamajiggy.

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