Part 5

Blue orbs appeared next to the threesome and Piper, who was beginning to panic, whispered hurriedly, "Pheebs, keep it quiet for now because I'm not sure."

Phoebe knit her brows in confusion but nodded her agreement.

And not a moment too soon. The brilliant blue lights dissipated and Leo now stood a few feet away.

"Hey, Leo," Piper's voice shook as she forced herself to greet her husband, when really she wanted to scream and run far, far away.

Leo's deep blue eyes filled with concern as he knelt beside his wife. "Piper?" he asked tenderly. "What's wrong?"

Piper stared into his face, basking in the warmth and love radiating from him. The guilt and confusion she felt swelled and threatened to tumble from her. She forced it back down, unable to watch those warm blue eyes turn cold, not willing to see his caring face harden in pain. "Nothing," she choked out. "I'm just feeling a little sick."

Leo looked dubious, but didn't think Piper would lie to him. Still, he cast a wary glance at Cole, who was sitting a little too close to Piper.

Cole saw Leo's worried glance but didn't move away. He cared about Piper…he loved her, and she might be carrying his child. There was no way he was going to leave her alone if he didn't have to.

Leo, realizing his defeat, sighed. "The Elders want you three to check out that lost play we found."

"What play?" Piper asked, racking her brain.

Phoebe stared at her sister. "The play I told you about. You made fun of me for being excited about it, remember?"

Realization dawned on Piper's stressed-looking face. "Oh, yeah, sorry. I'm just a little distracted."

Leo looked at Piper weirdly again and added, "What did you two come up with when you scryed?"

"Nada," Phoebe told him.

Leo sighed in exasperation. "What did you do?"

"Nada," Phoebe repeated, a smile tugging at the corners of her lip-glossed
lips.

"Well you better get working, then," Leo told her, pretending to be angry.

"Aye, aye, Captain Angel-man!" Phoebe mock saluted and left the attic with
the map and crystal.

Leo probed Piper's honey-hued eyes with his own and she diverted her gaze, unable to meet his. "I'm going to help Prue in the kitchen. The Elders gave me an idea for a vanquishing potion."

Just as he finished saying that, Phoebe's voice yelled from downstairs. "Got it! Prue, Piper, Leo, I found him!"

Leo turned to Piper. "You stay here and check out that play. If you're not feeling well, the last thing you need to do is go demon fighting. I'll take
Phoebe and Prue."

Piper nodded and Leo orbed down to her sisters. A minute later, the twinkle of orbs sounded again and they were gone.

Cole's hand immediately found its way onto her back. He began rubbing it, trying to relieve some of her stress. "Piper, you know you're pregnant. That means you know who the father is."

Piper stared at Cole, pain and guilt swimming in her brown pools of liquid. "You. You're the father…There's no way it could be Leo."

"Then I'll help raise him…or her," Cole told her, compassion filling his handsome face. "I want us to be a family."

Piper began weeping. "So do I."

They embraced tightly and their lips met in a sweet, loving kiss. Just as the couple broke apart, bright lights streamed from the lost Shakespearean play, hitting each of them.