Author's note: Sorry it's short. Disclaimer and such in part 1. Thanks for the reviews. Still unbetad. Any volunteers?


Chapter 2: Kitchen Sinks and Bathroom Floors

Leo Wyatt orbed into the manor's kitchen. He wasn't surprised to find his wife, Piper, there. He was, however, surprised to see what she was doing. Piper was furiously cleaning the kitchen sink. Piper only cleaned like this when she was worried, anxious or upset. And Leo could tell that she was either very worried or very upset, because Piper seemed determined to take off the sink's to layer of enamel.

Leo walked up behind Piper and wrapped his arms around her waist. He put his face in her hair and breathed in her scent, which, at this moment consisted of bleach, lemon Pledge. and scrubbing bubbles.

"Leo," said Piper, "what are you doing?"

Piper's hair was hanging long down her back. She had kept it out of her face by tying it back with a blue kerchief. Leo gently moved her hair to one side. He started kissing her neck, and then her shoulder. With one hand he began untying the apron she was wearing around her waist. "Trying to make you feel better," he mumbled into her shoulder. "Is it working?"

Piper smiled a little and said, "Yes, unfortunately. I wanted to stay mad. How did you know something was wrong?"

"Because I am attentive husband and because I don't think that the sink did anything bad enough to deserve the abuse you're giving it."


Leo hugged Piper a little tighter. "I remember right after Prue died. You spent seven hours cleaning the downstairs bathroom. I thought you were going to rub the color right out of the floor tiles."

Leo turned Piper around so that she was facing him. He hugged her close to his chest. Piper laid her head on her husband shoulder and wrapped her arms around him. She tilted her head and looked up at her husband. "Why are you so good at this?"

Leo smiled. "Because it's my job. And don't forget, I've had about sixty years to practice. Now, do you want to tell me what is wrong?"

"No, 'cause I'll just sound stupid and selfish."

"Piper," Leo replied, "in all the time that I've known you I never thought that you were either of those things. Please let me help."

Piper sighed. She took a deep breath and blurted out, "Okay. Paige found out that we were going out to dinner with Dad tonight and she wants to come along. Which isn't a problem, except for the fact she is the daughter of his wife and Sam the much hated Whitelighter. Paige thinks that were ashamed of her and trying to hide her in a closet, which is so not true. It's just that I'm afraid of how he's going to react. I mean he hated you at first just because you were a Whitelighter and you hadn't even done anything to him. And to top it all off this is the night I was going to tell Dad that I'm pregnant, and I don't think he's going to take that well. Especially with all of this on top of it. So, what do you think?" Piper took a couple of steps back away from Leo, awaiting his reply.

Leo just looked at his wife for a moment with his mouth agape. Then he blinked his eyes a couple times and shook his head. "Piper! You haven't told Victor that we're going to have a baby. You're already in your fourth month. You're going to start showing soon."

"Leo," Piper said, "out of the whole deluge of information I gave you, THAT is what you paid attention to?"

"I'm serious Piper. When were you planning on telling him? On her first birthday?"

"Leo, this is not a conversation I wanted to have on the phone. Telling your parent that they're going to be a grandparent is a face to face kind of talk. He's been out of town. He's back now. I'm going to tell him. Now, what am I supposed to do about Paige?"

"I think it's a good idea that Paige comes to dinner."

"But...." Piper interrupted.

"Wait. Hear me out." Leo paused, looking for the right words, then he continued, "I mean, they are going to have to meet eventually. They are both part of this family. Besides, having Paige there might distract Victor from our news and his following desire to test out the theory that he can't kill a Whitelighter. Listen, I'll go talk to Paige. Make sure that there are no hard feelings on either side. Okay."

"Okay. You check on missy Paige and I'll..." Piper paused as she looked down at what she was wearing. "I'll change into something a little less 'Mr. Clean'"

Leo smiled as he watched Piper head up toward their bedroom. Calming his wife down was easy compared to the conversation that awaited him with his most stubborn sister-in-law.