Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, but I wish I could be in it.

Fighting Lights

It had been almost a month since Peter had become their Whitelighter, and life for the Charmed Ones couldn't be better. Paige had started doing substitute teaching at the high school, Phoebe's column advice was better than ever, and P3 was bringing in huge amounts of VIPs because Leo could stay at home with the boys while Piper worked on making P3 better. And the most incredible part was that there hadn't been a demon attack or a bad premonition from Phoebe for that whole time. In fact, that was what worried Leo the most. He tried to turn back to his game of Solitaire, but threw down the cards in despair. "Peter," he called.

Peter orbed into the manor, looking at Leo with confusion. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm a little apprehensive," Leo said, gesturing for Peter to sit down. "There hasn't been any demonic activity here for almost a month, and it just feels weird."

"I know what you mean," Peter said. "I almost asked for another charge to keep myself busy. But, I wanted to make sure that I could always be open for calling."

"So what do you do with all your spare time?" Leo asked. "I know how it can be with having nothing to do but sit around."

"Actually, I've started writing a self-help book," Peter said. "It was a really cool idea when I thought about it. I mean, I can help innocents and keep myself open for the sisters to call me for help. It's really convenient," Peter said, looking extremely satisfied with himself. "Where are the boys?"

"They're asleep for the moment," Leo said, looking at the baby monitor expectantly.

"And when are the girls coming home?" Peter asked.

"I don't know," Leo said. "Piper said something about marinating chicken for a special dish tonight. Why?"

"Because it seems to me that the main reason you called was because you were bored and wanted someone to talk to," Peter said. "And I have a couple of solutions for that. One, we can fix dinner right now and surprise Piper so you to can spend some 'quality time' with Piper," Peter winked at Leo who laughed, "Or, you can forget the dinner planned for tonight and take her out."

Leo looked at his brother in law in shock. He hadn't realized how well he knew the family. Leo had called him because he was bored. All the clothes were folded, the dishes done, the garden was weeded, and nothing needed to be fixed. "I don't know about going out, but cooking dinner sounds better than playing Solitaire."

"Well, let's get to it," Peter said, moving into the kitchen and rolling up his sleeves.

Over the next hour, the two Whitelighters joked and cooked without interruption. Then, Chris started crying. "I'd better go get him," Leo said. "I'll be right back." Peter continued stirring the rice, and checked on the freshly steamed vegetables. "Peter!" Leo called.

Peter orbed upstairs into Chris' room to find Leo holding both Chris and Wyatt, with Wyatt's shield up, moving away from a Dark Lighter. "Crossbow," Peter called, taking the Dark Lighter's bow. When it rematerialized in his hands he fired the arrow straight at the Dark Lighter, and vanquished him with his own poison dart. "Still apprehensive?" Peter asked taking Wyatt.

"No," Leo asked. "Just plain scared now. What would have happened if Chris hadn't brought me up here? I might have lost him again," Leo said.

Peter looked at Leo for a moment. "I'm not going to give you a choice anymore," he said, his Halliwell nature beginning to surface. "You're going out with Piper even if I have to drug you both to get you to go."

"What about the boys?" Leo asked. "Who will look after them?"

Peter slapped Leo across the face. "Would you snap out of it!" he yelled. "You are one of the strongest Elders there is and you're so trapped between boredom and apprehension that you're making yourself insane. Now, do I or do I not need to switch places with you?" Peter asked.

"What; you mean me be the Whitelighter and you the parent?" Leo asked. "No, I can do this."

"Then prove it," Peter said walking out of the room into the hallway. "The timer's going off so if you don't want to finish helping me with dinner, then get yourself in a formal suit and get an outfit for Piper and go surprise her with flowers or something; but stop being a wuss."

"I am not being a wuss," Leo said, walking after Peter upset.

"Are too," Peter teased putting Wyatt down in his pen as Leo put Chris down as well.

"Fine," Leo said. "Finish dinner yourself. I'm going on a date with my wife."

After Leo had stomped out of earshot, Peter grabbed the air and pulled it toward him with a "Yes!"

At P3 . . . Leo walked downstairs into the almost empty club. Piper was talking on the phone in the office when he found her. "Hey hot lips," he said, moving in to kiss her.

After a strong kiss Piper pulled back. "And to what do I owe this visit?" she asked.

Leo pulled a bouquet of roses from behind his back and handed them to Piper. "I thought we might go out tonight," he said coyly.

"What about the boys and dinner at home?" she asked halfheartedly, smelling the roses with great interest.

"Peter's taking care of it," Leo said.

"And you expect me to go in these clothes while you have on a suit?" Piper asked.

Leo didn't answer, but instead waved his hand over her image and the dress and earrings he had picked out for her replaced her regular shirt and jeans. With another wave of his hand, her hair moved into a bun, leaving her beautiful face free to shine. "Peter suggested I have an outfit ready," Leo smirked.

"God bless him," Piper said, looking into a mirror at the outfit chosen by Leo.

"So where are we going?" Leo asked.

"I thought the man was supposed to decide," Piper said teasingly.

"A husband always respects his wife's opinions," Leo countered, giving her her jacket.

"Alright, let's go," Piper said.

"Where?" Leo asked.

"You drive, I'll guide. You surprised me, now I get to surprise you," Piper said, winking over her shoulder as she headed out of her office. Leo smiled and followed suit.

Later that night . . . Piper and Leo walked back toward the car. They had had a wonderful, and romantic, meal at a new restaurant Piper had discovered. Leo felt a lot better about himself now. "How do you think the kids are?" Piper asked.

"I'm sure they're fine," Leo answered, kissing her gently on the neck.

"I wish I could say the same for you," a voice in front of them said. They turned to see a Dark Lighter pointing his crossbow at Leo. "Fire in the hole," he said as he shot the loaded arrow at Leo. Piper's explosive powers reduced the Dark Lighter to cinders, but the arrow still struck Leo full on in the chest.

"PETER!" Piper screamed to the night as she reached and pulled the arrow painfully out of Leo's chest.

Peter orbed by them and without even asking began to heal Leo. Piper cried silently as Peter healed Leo's poisoned body. Once the light from Peter's hands had faded, Leo opened his eyes slowly. "Hey Peter," Leo said.

"Now you can be worried," Peter joked, pulling him to his feet. "You guys okay to drive, or would you like to take the Whitelighter cab. No charge," he added smirking.

"Just get us home," Piper said.

After Peter and the others were done orbing away, a figure shimmered into the night by them. He picked up the arrow and smelt it. "The plan is working perfectly," he said to no one; then shimmered out.

A/N: I know this is another story practically but it makes it easier to continue on the same story than to start a brand new space on fanfiction. Review please.