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Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed, hope you didn't have to wait too long. I realize its short, but enjoy what this chapter has to offer, which isn't much, but I hope all my readers enjoy it anyway.
As if Piper wasn't infuriated enough already. "What, you spend a week with Barbas and you take it upon yourself to do his job?" Piper questioned in an icy whisper.
"That only applies if its working." Gideon answered musingly, with his thumb and index finger on his chin.
"You know damn well that it's working, you twisted son of a bitch!" Piper couldn't help it; she was letting her emotions get the best of her.
It was her outburst though that gave Gideon the opening he'd been hoping for. "You've got quite the mouth on you. Do you talk to your children with that mouth?" He asked as a smile began to form on his lips.
"I-" Piper never seemed to get a sentence out.
"Ah, ah, ah" Gideon admonished, a holier than thou air about him. "That was a rhetorical question. Simply because I already know how you talk to your children." Gideon was just plain grinning now. Piper groaned inwardly as she had a sneaking suspicion as to what he was getting at.
"You definitely weren't the most hospitable person. Nor were you the most polite, I mean laughing at him when your beloved grandmother implied he was incompetent? That must have bruised his ego." Gideon waited a bit before continuing, letting what he'd said sink in. Piper wanted to defend herself but found herself at a loss for words. She sat in silence and waited for Gideon to continue. "Yes, I guess you could say you had complete disregard for your usually sweet demeanor when it came to Chris." Gideon summed it up for her. Piper wanted to argue, but knew he was right. She wasn't going to lie, and therefore gave the most natural response.
"I guess you could." She replied, emotionless.