A/N: This is the very first Charmed fic that I ever wrote. After Oh, My Goddess was aired, I truly thought that that show was the last we'd see of my favorite Charmed character, Leo (a lot of times I wish it was, since I hate what they did to his character in Season 6-8!) This was before I discovered fanfics, so since my favorite Charmed novels are the ones that are novelizations of episodes and because I loved Piper & Leo's love story so much, I found myself wishing that someone would do that novelization. I was walking home from work when suddenly I could hear Phoebe's voice in my head, saying what is in the prologue of this story and it dawned on me that I could write the story myself!
Fortunately for me, TNT started showing the episodes from Season One the very next week, so I started taping each episode, using my remote to look for Leo, write down all of the conversations, then going to the computer and having fun "Phoebeizing" it. I took it from the first episode all the way through the wedding and when I was done, I ended up with what you'll read here.
Some of my friends, who don't get TNT and came into Charmed late wanted to know why I was so upset about Leo's leaving, so I gave them a copy of this for Christmas. They enjoyed it so much that that's what gave me the courage to share it with others when I finally discovered fanfics. Despite the fact that you can do what they couldn't—watch these episodes on DVD, I still hope you enjoy seeingPiper & Leo's love storythrough Phoebe's eyes!)
Disclaimer:
I do not own any of these characters; they are all products of the WB and belong to them and Aaron Spelling Productions. This story was not written for sale and is meant only to be read by visitors to fanfiction websites. Also, all plot points and most of the conversations come directly from episodes of the TV show Charmed, owned by the WB. Only Phoebe's thoughts come from my own imagination. Also some scenes are slightly changed to help the story go more smoothly. This takes place right after the episode "Oh, My Goddess!"
PROLOGUE:
Piper! This is your sister Phoebe writing to you. I've been watching you the last couple of days, and I know there's something wrong, something terribly wrong. You keep acting as if everything is just great, but it's not! Piper, Leo is gone! He's really gone and this time, he's not coming back! Ever! After having been guided by our Whitelighter for five years, he's been snatched from us and made into an Elder, not only an Elder, but the Chief Elder!
Yes, Piper, you're right--it is a great promotion, one we know he couldn't turn down, and I know that you're strong and that you'll be able to raise young Wyatt as a single mother, especially because Wyatt has two doting aunties more than willing to help out, but I also know how very much you love Leo and how much you and Leo had to go through in order to become husband and wife and become parents of that adorable little boy.
And yet, Piper, you've been so very calm, so very serene. You've hardly mentioned Leo at all or even how much he helped us develop as the Charmed Ones, the most powerful good witches ever. It's almost as if your pain has been taken away. I didn't know who did that, but I also know that whoever did that did you no favor, because this isn't your way, Piper--you fight! The way you fought when they tried to take Leo away from you before. The way you fought when our big sister Prue was taken from us. Now I'm afraid that the Elders have taken away that pain by taking away all of those memories of all those things that you and Leo have gone through. You must admit, Piper, that's exactly the sort of thing the Elders would do; they fought your and Leo's union from the start, because witches and Whitelighters aren't supposed to get together like that. And yet I know you would want to remember, to treasure what happened. I also know that you would want to save those memories, so you can later tell Wyatt all about his daddy and how very much he loves both him and his Mommy.
I was going to simply tell you all about this, but I'm afraidChris, our new whitelighter, will overhear. Maybe it's simply that he's not Leo, but there's something about him I just don't trust. Besides, maybe the Elders are right. I remember your reaction when Prue was taken away from us and wouldn't want you to go through that again. So instead I've decided to write out the full story and then put it where I know you'll find it eventually. I just hope that you'll find it when the time is right.
I guess our story starts when I first came back to San Francisco. No, it starts earlier than that. It starts when Grams died.
We had lived with Grams, our maternal grandmother, in the Halliwell Manor--a large old house that always seemed to be falling on our heads--ever since our mother died when we were very young, so young that I didn't even remember her at all, while you did a little, and our big sister Prue, who remembered the most, chose to forget most of it to keep her from the pain of losing Mom.
Remember, Piper? Grams had just gotten back from the hospital after having a heart attack and wanted to take a picture, just one picture of her three girls. She didn't choose a very good time.
--to be continued, if you want me to!