Hello! On the request of Nakita, here's the update! (I was going to wait until Saturday, but no...)

By the way, thanks for the reviews:

scullymulder1234: I know...I love the line, too...He shouts it when we play music in the garage and living room. He come walkin' in with the dog jumping around and he's like, "Turn that shit UP!"

kk241289: Fun must be...good. Right?

winter blaze: Funny's good! Funny's very good! Thanks!

piperleo4eva: My family rocks! As soon as my brother finishes his second year of college, he's movin' out, my mom & my step-dad don't live together (not until we buy another house...they're weird), my dad, my step-mom, me, and my dad's friend party every weekend and karaoke. Oh yeah. We rock!

patricia: Yes. Leo get's hurt...All I can say is he doesn't die...yet...Moahahahaha! I have the power!

meenyrocks: Hope you didn't get into too much trouble!

Magical Princess: If I think of anyone who doesn't like "Joy to the World", I'll eliminate them. The 28 days thing...What?

Nakita: I have a Three Dog Night c.d. I learned that song through my dad, and because I listened to it halfway up that 13-hour drive to Canada. I'll probably use more of them in this story here and there.
I know, I am the fluff goddess! I rule! I rock! I'm egotistic!

Chub: Yeah, I like making them a little more carefree, because the second half (not yet, though) of this chapter is a lot more serious.

jenny: I try to make it funny. You won't find out the major, major thing for a while, though, and I'm certainly not gonna tell you. There are some other bad things in Piper and Leo's lives that you'll find out about soon, though.

Chapter 7 - Working on a Day Off

The next day was Sunday, and Leo was off duty. Currently, he was in the backyard playing with the dog with Andy, Prue's fiancée. Piper was in the living room talking with her sisters, giving them a recap of the night they'd missed.

"It was really just the usual. We drank, sang, and drank some more. At the end of the night, Emily made sure everyone left still had a way home," Piper said.

"And after you got back home?" Phoebe asked with a little giggle, though she was trying to be serious. She pushed her dark blonde hair back behind her shoulders and grinned.

"And what happened after we got home is none of your business."

"So does this mean we get to guess?" Phoebe asked.

Piper closed her eyes and shook her head with a laugh. "Whatever. Knock yourselves out."

"Okay, um…Okay, they've been married nearly eighteen years, and they were both kinda drunk, so expect the unexpected," Prue said matter-of-factly.

"Uh huh." Phoebe nodded. She leaned over on the couch and whispered in Prue's ear. They started whispering back and forth and giggling. Prue grabbed a pen and paper and started scribbling.

"So how close is this?" Phoebe held up the picture and giggled.

It was a make-shift drawing. There was a stick figure facing a plus sign, followed by a bottle, drawn half-empty. Beside that was another plus sign and another stick figure. Then there was an equal sign, followed by the words "morning after pill".

Piper took the drawing in her hands as her sisters' giggling continued on. She looked at the picture to find that one stick figure had another little line going up between the "legs", and the other had breasts. Her mouth dropped open.

"Oh my God…"

At that, Prue and Phoebe burst out laughing. "Of course, with some added details that we left out," Prue managed to say. Piper watched with wide eyes as her sisters went on to guess about the night before. She shook her head a little.

"…You think we covered it all?" Phoebe asked a couple of moments of guessing later, after covering everything from sneaking into someone else's swimming pool to inviting over a third friend.

"Hmm…Maybe." Prue looked at Piper. "Did we?"

"…I am not going to answer that question…"

Prue and Phoebe burst out laughing again. "She probably ended up tied to the bedposts," Phoebe said.

Piper abruptly shook her head. "As…interesting…and fun as that is, I was drunk, and it seemed a little too submissive to men at the time."

"True, true."

"I dated a guy once who liked to use ties a little too much," Phoebe said offhandedly. "It was a long time ago. He was really possessive and stuff…He made all these decisions for me and I never got a word in…Then he wanted me to do all these things for him like cook dinner and dress up and get him coffee and stuff…"

"Yeah, but Phoebe liked the dress up part," Piper teased.

Phoebe smiled a little. "But he was just really possessive. Not abusive, but…controlling. I hated it."

"A lot of women are mistreated that way," Prue offered.

Piper looked back and forth between her sisters. First they were guessing about what she and her husband had done last night, and now they were bordering on talk about women's rights. She looked up as Leo and Andy walked through the living room. "Oh, wait. Leo, Andy, c'mere," she stopped them.

The two stopped and looked at the three women. "What?"

"Okay, I have a question. Leo, what do you think about how women have been treated in the past?" Phoebe asked.

Leo took a deep breath. He was used to random questions from the Halliwell sisters. "I…think that women have been treated unfairly in the past and present. They weren't allowed to make decisions regarding their lives or their families' lives, and for hundreds of years, women were perceived as humans who were here to bear children and take care of a family while the men earned the money and made political decisions. Men have been possessive and selfish of women, and some are taking it. Uh, i.e. you see prostitutes selling themselves to men, um, Playboy magazine is just filled with women who are showing themselves to the country, degrading themselves."

"Don't complain," Andy interrupted.

Leo ignored him. "You see little girls no younger than nine or ten putting on makeup to impress boys who don't even care, girls who are in middle and high school that are anorexic and bulimic to keep a figure that makes them weigh pounds less than they're supposed to. Girls and women are constantly being degraded by society, yes, and quite frankly, it's sickening. And then you get women to get into abusive relationships because of low self-esteems or something of the sort. Some of them are able to escape it, but some can't. That would be one of the reasons I'm on the force." He finished with a nod.

"Uh…What he said," Andy agreed.

"See? My husband is very passionate about his work," Piper said proudly, leaning back on the couch.

"Okay, Leo, seeing as how you're on a roll, where do you stand on oral sex?" Phoebe asked, smiling wide.

Leo looked at Phoebe as if she were crazy. "I think it's not something I would sit in a living room and talk to my sister-in-laws about."

"Okay, then talk to me," Piper said. When Leo gave her the same look he gave Phoebe, she said, "Oh, come on, Leo, we've been married nearly eighteen years. Tell them how flexible I am!" She smiled, kicking a leg up in the air. "Hell, tell them how flexible I was…" she added.

Leo just smiled back and shook his head. The doorbell rang. "Oh, thank God," he whispered as he went to answer it.

Andy stayed in the living room. He sat down beside Prue and crossed his legs, clasping his hands over one knee. "So, girls, what's up?" he asked in a high-pitched girly voice. Prue pushed him over, and he fell to the floor.

In the other room, Leo opened the front door to reveal a silver-haired man in his late fifties. The visitor's dark eyes changed from a smile to a frown. "…Victor…" Leo muttered.

"Leo. How, uh…good to see you again, Piper home?"

"Um, yeah, come in…" Leo led Victor into the living room. "Piper," he said, nodding toward her dad.

"Dad!" All three sisters ran up to hug their dad. Leo and Andy managed to sneak out.

"So what's with you and Victor? He still doesn't like you?" Andy asked as the two walked out the front door.

"Nope."

"Well, it's been over twenty years since you and Piper first started dating. Why can't he let up?"

"I think the fact that I married his daughter when we were seventeen has something to do with it."

"Yeah, but I think it's the fact that you bedded his daughter at seventeen that really started this…"

"Well, sleeping with her can't help…like it's gonna stop me," Leo added. Andy laughed. "—and the fact that I'm a cop doesn't help much either, does it?"

"Nope."

"But he's the one who only comes by every month or so, so whatever his problem is, I'm not getting in it."

"You mean any further than you already are."

"Right." Leo laughed.

A crackling came from their left. They glanced to the driveway and saw that it was the CB radio in Andy's squad car. Andy gave a groan and ambled over to the car. He listened to the call and opened the driver's door. "Tell Prue I had to go," he said as he slid into the car. "Duty calls." He laughed to himself.

"Yeah. See ya." As Andy drove away, Leo's cell phone rang. He looked at the number and groaned as he opened the phone. "What?"

"Want a job?" Adam asked over the phone.

"No, Adam, it's my day off."

"He's your kid."

"Who?"

"Joey needs a checkup. He stirred up a little bit of trouble downtown and called the station directly. He's asking for you. He's at the First National Band on Third Street. No one's there yet, so hurry up."

"Damn it, Adam—"

"Sorry, Leo. He called here and asked for you personally."

Leo groaned, much like Andy had a moment ago. "Fine…I'll be downtown in ten minutes."

"Okay. And hey, take Mi—"

Leo flipped his cell closed, hanging up on Adam. He walked inside and found Piper, Prue, and Phoebe talking to Victor in the living room. Piper looked up, and by the look on Leo's face, she knew something was wrong. She nodded for him to go over to her.

"I uh, got a call from Adam. Joey got himself into some trouble downtown and asked for me to go sort it out."

"How long will it take?" she asked.

"It's Joey. Never know. A couple hours, maybe."

Piper nodded slowly. "Hurry back."

"I will." Leo kissed his wife quickly and left.

Joey had caused quite a scene, impressive on his standards. He'd tried to rob a bank with a few of his buddies and got caught. He'd asked specifically for Leo, and no other police were in sight. That didn't mean they weren't there, though. On the way over, Adam had radioed in and explained that Joey swore to kill his hostages if any other police showed up before Leo. He knew himself not to underestimate Joey and his abilities, but wasn't worried in the least.

Joey was standing inside the bank, yelling at everybody to lay down and shut up. His three buddies were watching his back. Leo pulled up beside the bank and knocked on the window-like door. Joey whirled around, pointing his gun straight at Leo. Leo showed him that he had a gun, too.

"Come out here, Joey!" Leo yelled to him.

"Fuck you!"

"Joey, leave your friends in there and come out here to talk with me! Just you and me. No one else."

"You've got backup!"

"No! No, Joey, I don't!"

After a long moment of thinking, Joey took a few stiff steps toward the door, keeping his gun pointed at Leo. He opened the door with one hand and came outside as Leo stepped back. They stood ten feet apart. Leo lowered his gun but Joey held still. He didn't dare move.

"Why a bank, Joey? Why can't you just stick to drugs and sluts?"

"Shut up, Wyatt!"

"Joey, just get in the car and I'll take you and your friends back to the station and we can talk about it there. You won't go to jail."

"I'm warning you!"

"Joey, come on! You don't have to go to jail for too long As long as no one's hurt, you—"

"No, Wyatt! This is it! You're here so then everyone else will be, too, and then I'll be locked up."

"No, Joey, you won't. They won't take you in. Only to the station. Then you can go free."

"No! You don't understand! It's over!"

Leo didn't say anything for a few seconds. "…What happened, Joey?" he asked quietly, taking a step forward.

"Man, that's it. They're takin' me in either way!"

"What happened, Joey? Did you shoot somebody?"

"It was an accident! He got in my way!"

"Joey, you gotta let me get an ambulance in there, then. If that man dies—"

"He's already dead!"

Joey was shaking enough for Leo to see. This big, muscular, evil-looking man was shaking like a little kid.

Leo took another step forward, reaching one hand out. Joey stepped back, still holding the gun straight out in front of him. "Joey—"

"No!" Joey fired the gun. He ran off, his three buddies running out of the bank with him.

Leo was on the ground, not sure why. He was on his knees before getting to his feet and caught a glimpse of Joey running around a corner into an alley. A witness from across the street was calling 911.

Fire shot through his left side as if someone were holding a torch to him. He put his hand over his side and found it was bleeding. He staggered to his car and sat in the passenger seat, leaning over to grab the radio, his other hand still on his side.

"This is Car 18 calling in for backup at the First National Bank downtown. There was a robbery, possible murder…"

"Leo, this is Cortez, you okay?"

"No, I need some backup."

"What's wrong?"

"I need an ambulance, Cortez."

"Leo, what happened?"

"It's Joey…I, uh…I think he shot me…"

"We'll be right there, Leo. Hang on, okay?"

Leo nodded and dropped the radio. He stood up on shaky legs and looked back down at the blood, now coming through his shirt and coat. He dropped down to his knees and blacked out.

Hmm...Not so much fluff...But that's okay, right? The next chapter has a really cute (well, I think it's really cute) Piper/Leo moment...

About that picture...Okay, I had a hilarious drawing for that, but the site wouldn't let me put it up. sry! If you're curious enough to want to know what I'm talking about, let me know, and I'll email you the...picture.