Lost
Summary: Piper gets hurt in an accident and loses her memory.
Disclaimer: We don't own the Charmed characters, we're just borrowing them, for our story.
Rating: PG-13
Pair:Cole & Piper
Note: Charmed-Snow and myself wrote this story. We hope you like it.
Chpt. 1San Francisco
In the Seaview restaurant, a young woman waited for her fiancé, in a corner of the hall. She didn't look very comfortable, while everyone around her seemed to be enjoying a Friday night. She glanced at her cell phone, one more time. He called earlier, to say that he'd be ten to fifteen minutes late.
She was waiting for Leo Wyatt. He was a good looking, upright, serious investment banker. He was also a busy, self-righteous, good man, who loved her with all his heart.
She was just about to call him, when he appeared at the restaurant door, carrying a big bouquet of flowers.
"I'm sorry Piper, I got stuck." He said, handing her the flowers.
"Thank you." She said.
After the waiter gave them their menus, Leo started ordering food, for the both of them. Piper wished he would let her chose her favorites. He usually said that this was nutritious or that was nourishing, and in the end, she would eat whatever he ordered.
"That's all." Leo said.
"Beefsteak." Piper added.
"No, honey." Leo protested. "It may make you itchy."
He turned back to the waiter and repeated, "That's all."
After the waiter left, Leo focused all his attention, on Piper.
"You look so beautiful tonight, honey."
She could tell he wanted to cheer her up, see her smile. He asked her about her sisters, then he told her about his day. Leo talked, non-stop about his business. He was very happy with his success.
Then he asked her about her day.
"I found a good place for P3. Would you like to come with me, tomorrow?" asked Piper.
"What?" Leo said, putting his fork down. "P3?"
"Yes, we're planning to open in a few moths."
Leo looked displeased, as if she told him something unbelievable.
"Yes, but that was before we decided to get married."
"I don't think our marriage makes a difference."
"It does Piper, you'll be my wife. You don't need to work, for money. I can support you."
"I like working." She insisted.
"You won't have enough time for work, you'll be spending all your time taking care of our children."
"I can handle it." Piper said. "I won't have a lot of chores, right? I'll work at night, when the kids are sleeping."
"Taking care of a club is very time consuming. That's why I proposed early."
"So, you never wanted me to open P3?" she said.
"Trust me Piper, I just want good things, for you." Leo tenderly said.
Piper sighed. Leo did only want good things for her, but his concerns stirred her up, but she didn't want to argue with him.
Piper grabbed a can of soda from the table. When she started to open it, Leo grabbed it from her hand.
"Let me. Don't want you breaking a nail."
The Manor – The next morning
Prue was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the paper, while her youngest sister, Phoebe was making breakfast.
"Is Piper home?" Prue asked, not taking her eyes off the paper.
"Not yet. She went out with Leo, last night."
"They made peace with each other?"
"Who counts? Reconciliation after argument after reconciliation." Phoebe said, grinning.
"Do you think it will be better, after the wedding?" asked Prue, thoughtfully.
"I hope so."
Just then Piper walked in, carrying her suitcase.
"Morning Piper." Greeted Phoebe.
"How was last night? You looked tired." Prue said, handing Piper a cup of coffee.
"I'm fine." Piper sighed.
"You don't sound fine." Phoebe added.
Piper took a seat at the table as Phoebe placed her plate on the table.
"It's burnt." Prue said, looking at Phoebe's breakfast.
"I like it." Challenged Phoebe.
Piper looked at her sisters and quietly said. "I'm going away for a while."
"Where are you going?" Prue asked.
"I rather not say."
"You're going with Leo? Like a pre-honeymoon honeymoon?" Phoebe said.
"No, that's why I'm not telling you where I'm going. I need time, alone, to think about things. Think about our relationship" Piper whispered.
"What's wrong with Leo?" Prue asked.
"He doesn't let me do anything, for myself. Lat night he opened my soda can because he was afraid I'd break a nail. He's driving me crazy."
"Now you're exaggerating." Phoebe said.
"Maybe that was why I feel for him in the first place. He's so caring, paid attention to me, was always on my side. But gradually I realized he thought of me as a doll, who can do nothing for herself."
"He objected your idea, again." Prue stated.
"He doesn't want me to open P3. He doesn't want me to have a job, in general." Piper said.
"You worked at Quake for years, to safe money to open your own place." Phoebe added.
"I need time, alone, to see if I want to be his doll, for the rest of my life."
"It sounds like you want to leave him." Said Prue.
"I haven't really thought about it. Maybe, maybe not. That's why I need to go away."
Piper stood up and grabbed her suitcase. "I have to go, now."
Prue and Phoebe followed her to the front door.
"Be careful." They said, hugging Piper tight.
"Remember to call us." Prue added.
New York
Cole has just finished examining his last patient when he noticed Sheila, walking into his office.
Damn, not her, not now he thought to himself.
"Cole, darling, did you hear about Clyde's birthday bash? It's being held at the Ritz hotel, tonight. How would you like to take me?"
Sheila was a petite woman with short blonde hair. She was wearing a very small cream dress, hoping to attract Cole's attention.
"I can't, I have to work, tonight." answered Cole, grabbing his jacket.
Sheila walked over to him and took his hand and placed it on her heart.
"Can't you get out of it, for me?" she asked in a sweet voice.
She was sure she'd get him to change his mind.
"No, I can't." he firmly said, walking away.
"Then I'll go with Randolph." She said, trying to rouse him.
Cole was walking out of his office when she called him.
"Cole Turner."
He paused.
"Are you sure?" she challenged.
"Have fun." Was all he said.
Then he walked away, without looking back.