Okay um…Well…It's an update! Yay! joy

Uh, the chapter after this is a little bit more of a filler chapter, but it just kinda shows a little more of Piper' fun side (not that we don't all see how fun I've made her…I think I made Piper's character a little too much like me…Oh well!)

But anyway, in this chapter, Piper gets to meet Leo's sister! And Ashley has some big news, too…

Okay, as for reviews:

Alaii: Yeah, Piper is pretty stubborn…But Leo's stubborn too, you gotta give him that much.

Paige fan: That's all I get is an "aw"? Come on! J/k, at least I got something.

Emo-Dreams: I'm in denial still! For more than one reason! And it is a little bit of fun, if you know how to play the Guilt cards with the Wild Card of Denial…Okay that made…no sense. And I believe you when you say that you're NOT the one who raped Piper…How do I know? Well because it's a story! From my head! lol! My friend has hazel eyes but they turn gray sometimes and sometimes they're silver…She calls me when it happens. It's so funny. And btw, the puppy-dog eyes worked! Here's your update!

Alyssa Warren: Um…I don't really go into the details of everything…This is more of just a "fall in love, happily ever after…kinda" story. I may go back and add that stuff someday, but for now I can tell you that Piper doesn't mention her friend. And yeah, Prue lives in the manor.

Shima And Tempis: You're the second one to comment on denial…lol, I think… ;-)

scullymulder: Everyone should be thanking you for this update! You're the one who IMed me and said "update!" a few days ago. And after I read your review that said "when are you gonna update?" I thought…"hmm…I should update." So thank you!


It seemed to me that Piper was turning into my new little sister. She got over her breakdown almost too quickly and became annoying again. Very annoying. So annoying, in fact, that I considered her my sister. She raided my refrigerator, sometimes took naps on my couch, looked through every desk and dresser drawer in my house, and was sometimes critical, sometimes teasing, of any girl I looked at "in a funny way". She said it was good that I was "looking".

She sounded like all my other friends. And my sister.


Piper did end up meeting my sister one day. It was a few weeks after I dropped her off at her house. She started spending even more time at my house. I figured she was bored. Very, very bored.

Ashley had been over with Michael for a celebration dinner. Ashley was pregnant...and terrified to tell our parents. She had called and said she wanted me to cook dinner for her and Michael because they had something to tell me.

I thought I was going to have a heart attack when they told me. I'm not that much older than my sister, only a few years, but I couldn't see my baby sister having a baby. She was still a kid in my book. I had to learn to remember that she was in love and married and had been married for a couple of years. Their anniversary was coming up, too. What a present.

"What are you going to tell Mom and Dad?" was the first thing I asked.

Ashley shrugged.

"Dad'll have a heart attack."

She laughed.

"I'm serious."

"I know. This is a total surprise. I mean, we're happy, and I know we're really young but still, I think we can do this."

I nodded. I knew they could.

We were getting ready to eat when I heard the doorbell ring. I looked down at the table, ignoring it, knowing it was Piper. It rang again. After the third ring, Michael looked at me.

"Aren't you gonna get that?"

"Nope." I shook my head.

"Who is it?" Ashley asked.

"Remember creepy girl?"

"The one who follows you? That's her, you think?"

I nodded. "I know."

We could hear Piper knocking on the door. "Hello?" she called soon after. "Leo, this isn't funny, I know you're in there, your car is in the driveway! I know there's another car out here, it'd better not be some girl's car!"

"Maybe you should let her in," Ashley suggested.

"No, if I ignore her she might go away."

Ashley laughed. "Leo, answer the door."

I groaned, but stood up. Piper was still banging on the door. "Le—" I opened the door. "Oh. Hi. Jeez, about time, too. What's goin' on, something smells good..." She wandered in. I didn't even try to stop her, I knew it was useless. "Oh, you have guests...Okay, so that explains the car..."

Ashley stood up. "You must me Piper."

Piper shook her hand. "Yes, you must be..."

"Ashley. Leo's little sister."

"Oh, that does explain the car. Sorry."

Ashley smiled. "That's okay, I would have thought the same."

Piper smiled back, then noticed Michael. "And you are..."

"Michael, Ashley's husband."

"Oh, nice to meet you."

They shook hands. I watched silently. Ashley brought me back to earth by saying, "Well, Leo, I think she's a lot nicer than you described her." I could only laugh.

Piper looked up. "You talk about me? What did you say?"

I shrugged. "Nothing much."

"Nothing good, I guess," Piper muttered. Then she smiled.

"Hey, Piper, why don't you stay for dinner," Ashley suggested.

"Ashley..." I started. "I don't think Piper wants to stay..."

"Oh, don't be silly." Ashley winked at Piper, who nodded. "I bet she's hungry."

"Starving," Piper agreed. I glared at her and she smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be good," she teased. I knew she was having way too much fun with this.

"I don't think Ashley really knows what she's talking about, you know...Hormones..." I tried, wanting Piper to go. A part of me, however, wanted her to stay, but I beat that part into oblivion.

"Oh, you're pregnant?" Piper said, catching on quickly. I had to admit, subtly didn't get past her.

"Yeah," Ashley said almost shyly.

"Oh, congratulations!"

Ashley and Piper actually hugged, and Piper shook Michael's hand again. Piper and Ashley went into the dining room to sit. Michael stared at me. I looked at him.

"What?"

He just laughed. "She's funny."

"So's your wife."

"Hey, is it my fault if you can't control your girlfriend? No."

"She's not my girlfriend..."

"Whatever..."

We walked into the dining room.


Piper was actually pretty good through dinner. She seemed very interested in stories of my past. She kept asking Ashley to tell more stories. She liked the story of how I fell off my bike and broke my arm. After dinner she stuck around and talked with Ashley. They sat in the living room and talked. I eavesdropped a little and noticed that Piper asked about me a lot. She didn't know what she was getting herself into, because once Ashley got started on talking, she didn't stop. It would take a large show of force to slow her down. Piper was in for it. Funny thing was, she didn't seem to mind. Actually, Piper seemed to love to talk as much as Ashley did.

"At least they get along," Michael told me. We were sitting on the back porch with a couple drinks. We were drinking for two different reasons, though. Michael was getting over his father-to-be jitters and trying to deal with Ashley being pregnant. I was drinking to deal with that...and Piper. I'll admit she wasn't that bad, but for some reason I didn't like the idea of her sitting in the living room talking with my sister.

"Right," I said, trying to look at the good side of all of this.

"She seems just fine."

"Seems."

Michael laughed. "Whatever, man, take what you got, I say."

"I don't have her, she has me."

"Whatever that means..."

"She's the little sister I never wanted."

"You have a little sister."

"The other one."

"The retarded one?"

We both laughed. "No...The nine-year-old. The one who always asks easy questions and says 'why' all the time and follows you around."

"I had that little sister," Michael said.

"So did I. A long time ago."

"She's not that bad..."

I was afraid they were sitting behind us, listening in. Piper might have been mad, I thought, if she caught me talking about her. I could see it like a movie scene, when I would turn around and Piper would be standing there and she'd run out and I'd never see her again...Then again...No... I shook my head. "No, she's not...I don't mind her really...She just comes by without notice, knocks on my door at midnight, and bothers me at work. But that's all," I said sarcastically.

"Oh, well then."

We laughed again and toasted our drinks.

Ashley cleared her throat behind us. We turned around and saw her standing in the doorway of the sliding glass door. "You left the door open. You're letting the air conditioning out."

"Oh. Where's Piper?" I asked.

"Upstairs."

"Upstairs, why?"

"Something about some...football jersey...?" Ashley said as she came around to sit on the porch swing with me. Michael was sitting in the lawn chair I'd taken from one of my friends' backyards. She shrugged. "I don't know, she said she was going to steal it."

"Damn her." She was going upstairs to steal the football jersey she wore when she was here. "She'd better not take it."

"Why?"

"She wore it once before and liked it, that's all."

"Once before...in the morning, maybe?" Ashley inquired. She was smiling.

"Yeah..." I tried not to let on.

"She stayed here overnight?"

"She came over at three in the morning."

"She stayed here overnight?" Ashley asked again.

"Yes, but nothing happened."

"Where did she sleep?"

"In...my room, why?"

"And where did you sleep?" She was just teasing now.

"Downstairs, on the couch."

"Of course you did..." She giggled and pushed my shoulder.


Piper stayed long enough to let Ashley and Michael out. I noticed that she'd changed into the jersey. She congratulated Ashley and Michael again before they left, and walked them out. When they were gone, she came back inside.

"What?" she asked when all I did was stare.

"What was that?"

"What?" she asked again.

"You...I don't know, you just..."

"I know, isn't it great?" She said, smiling. She skipped into the kitchen to get a drink. "You know, your sister is so nice!" she shouted from the kitchen. I followed her voice. "She really looks up to you," she added.

"I know."

"She said she wanted to tell your parents about the baby next week. She was scared."

"Has every right to be."

"But she's really happy."

"I know."

Piper quieted for a second. "What, you aren't happy?" she asked softly.

"I am, it's just...She's my baby sister."

"She's not that much younger than you."

"So? She's my little sister."

Piper just smiled.


The next morning was Saturday and Piper came by again. She wanted to walk around downtown. Her excuse for annoying me again was that her sister was at her other sister's house and she was left home alone.

"Don't you have a boyfriend to spend all your time with?"

"No, why?"

I shook my head. "Never mind..."

"So...What is it exactly you do? For work, I mean," she said, leaning on me as we walked down the sidewalk. I'd tried already to shrug her off, but she had her left arm locked around my right, eating the ice cream she bought from her right hand.

I smiled. We stopped. "See that building?" I pointed to a very tall mirrored building a few blocks over. It was towering over the other buildings so it wasn't hard to see at all.

She nodded. "I see it."

"Well I'm what goes on behind the scenes of that building. I keep everything running smoothly."

"Huh."

"Okay, see that bank?" I nodded to the bank across the street from us. She urged me to continue walking with her as I explained my job so we set off down the sidewalk once more. "Remember about seven months ago when the bank was freaking out because they claimed someone stole about five hundred thousand dollars?"

She nodded again.

"No one stole it."

"No?"

"They lost it."

"Nuh-uh."

I nodded. "They lost it. It was my job to help find it. See? I have to keep things running smoothly for everybody on the outside..."

She nodded, too. "Cool."

"What about you?" I asked.

"What about me?"

"What do you do?"

"Me? I'm a failed porn star," she stated simply. A man we were passing turned around to stare for a second.

"What?"

She laughed. "I'm just joking. Actually, I don't have a job right now..."

"Okay, what did you do?"

She shrugged. "All sorts of things."

"Like..." I figured if she could poke and prod me I could do the same to her.

"Uh, okay, let's see...There was the hairdressing job—That didn't work out...I was a bank teller, but I got in a fight with the manager...I was working a desk job for a few months, but my boss was an asshole...I was—"

"Never mind," I cut her off.

She laughed.


After work, Piper came back to my house for dinner, claiming she had no food in the fridge at her own house. I didn't really believe her, but it didn't matter. After she ate, she asked for a ride home. She said that since she met my sister, I should meet hers, at least one of them. I half-heartedly agreed. I had met her sister Phoebe once before, but none of it had been formal. I didn't really have a choice, though, because moments later, Piper was dragging me off to my car.

I remembered how to get to her apartment and followed her up the stairs again. She opened her door and held her arms out. "Welcome...to my humble home."

I had to smile. "Nice."

"Not as nice as yours, I know, but still...It's just for me and my sister, and we're hardly ever here anyway."

"Yeah, I know," I muttered, noting the fact that Piper was always at my place.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, knowing what it meant.

"Nothing."

She smiled. "Phoebe!" she shouted. "Pheebs!"

"What?" came the answer from another room.

Piper searched for her sister. "Ah ha, there you are." She dragged Phoebe out of her bedroom and into the living room. "Okay, I thought you guys should meet for real. I know the circumstances were different then, but now you can really meet." She held her sister's hand out to mine. "Phoebe, this is Leo. Leo, this is my little sister, Phoebe. Not my baby sister, Paige—"

"Who's coming over today," Phoebe cut in.

"And not my twin—"

"That's Prue," Phoebe cut in again.

"Right."

"Nice to finally meet you," Phoebe said, shaking my hand. "I hear good things."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

Piper smiled proudly. I wondered what she was so proud of.

Me?


Okay so no fluff really…And the next chapter is more of a filler, but I promise there is fluff to come. I was thinking about this story, and it really has no firm plot or problem or…anything. It's just a happy-go-lucky story about two people hooking up! But that's not bad! Right?