Where did Jason go? This is kinda... ANOTHER filler type thiiing. I just feel like, he disappeared and NOBODY either noticed or cared enough to say anything. At the very least Charlie should have said something... or caught him leaving and say something then...

not a lot of actual Jason and Charlie just fleeting thoughts and reactions between 2x14 and 2x15 and a little after.

PLEASE READ:

I saw a preview while I was passing through the living room, my mom was watching The Voice and the promo came on with a scene between Charlie and Jason where he's in what looks like a hospital bed, Charlie is at his side and saying she thought she lost him and Jason gets all cute and they share a kiss... I hope beyond hope that Charlie isn't playing him for something... crosses fingers. Anyway the end has my HOPE is, it's not a prediction and it's not a spoiler... just an AU kinda deal-ish, thing. Does that make sense? I'm just trying something out.

Enjoy!

X.x.X.x

Charlie stood at the table and looked at all the different lock boxes, with strange symbols on them she couldn't identify. "What is all of this?" She asked and looked at her uncle with question.

"Not good..." He said in a scratchy tone. Charlie looked between all the faces in the room as they began to talk but she stopped listening when she realized Jason wasn't with them. Slowly she turned and backed out of the room to go back outside where the gun fight had taken place. As she stepped around the bodies she brought her crossbow up, ready to fire at anything hostile but as she scanned the area with careful eyes she couldn't place any trace of Jason.

Charlie stopped in the middle of the dirt path and lowered her bow, where did he go? Her brows furrowed together she turned to go back inside just as everyone else was coming back out, "Is Jason in there...?" She asked Nora, stopping the older woman by grabbing her arm. Nora barely lifted her shoulders in a shrug and shook her head no, worrying Charlie that much more. The only person who really cared about where he was and his well being... was her.

The whole walk back she kept her eyes peeled, she even crashed into Miles back once or twice when they would stop and because she was distracted watching the treeline she would keep walking... right into him. "Sorry..." She mumbled, though still mildly disturbed with watching the area around them versus looking at Miles for too long during her feeble apology.

Back at the camp she made a few sets around the camp in an effort to locate him again, he still wasn't around. She even asked her mom and Aaron if either of them had seen him, still nothing. Finally she settled on the hood of a car and pondered where he was. If she had lost him again because of something stupid, even if it was just him being stupid...

"Charlie?" Rachel called as she walked up to her forlorn daughter.

The younger blond started at her voice, tearing her from her thoughts of never seeing Jason again... he was alone and could get captured or killed by bandits... or fall and can't get back up... all those scenarios were spinning through her head and they all dissipated like smoke when her mother called her name. "Yeah, mom... what?" Charlie muttered intelligently.

"What are you doing out here?" She asked and looked towards the empty road, "No one is out here..." In truth the reason was because the car she was sitting on was the very same one she was sitting on when she first saw Jason enter the camp with the second band of rebels. It was as a childish dream but she couldn't help but hope she would see him walking back up the trail like he had the first time.

"I just needed some time alone, okay?" Charlie shot out, her head snapping to face her mother. Rachel recoiled a bit and Charlie sighed, "Sorry, I'm just stressed out..." Charlie was never open about her relationship with Jason, not even to him, but she cared for him... more than she was even willing to admit.

Rachel nodded and took a step closer, "Charlie..." she paused and her daughter watched in worry as she warred with herself on how to word the next part of her sentence. "Charlie, Neville escaped." Rachel finally managed to get out, not only was she disappointed that she didn't get to kill the man herself but she knew that Charlie wasn't going to be laughing about it either. Only she did.

Smothering her laughs after seeing the horror on her mothers face she got serious, then angry, "Now it all makes sense." She seethed and jumped off the hood, "That's great... that is just great."

"Charlie?" Rachel asked concerned, raising her hand timidly to touch her daughters arm who only sidestepped her attempt at comfort.

Charlie turned and squared off to her mother sharply, "Thank you for," she swallowed and held up her head higher, "Thank you for telling me." She said and left promptly.

On her way to the holding cell Neville had been in she considered all the possibilities, that maybe Jason didn't help Neville escape but rather went to track him down when he realized his father was on the run. Or maybe, Neville overpowered Jason and took him hostage! She winced at the thought of Jason being at the angry hand of his father, she'd already seen what a father could do to his son... but now after what Jason did it would be even worse. She turned the corner and found it open, Nora stood in the middle of the room with her arms crossed, watching as they carried out a covered body. The tears in Nora's eyes told Charlie the dreadful truth, Neville killed Padre.

Charlie stood by Nora as she said her goodbyes though during the silence Charlie found it difficult not to think of Jason, could he have really been a part of three mens death... for Padre's death? Maybe Jason didn't have any part in Neville's disappearance, rather something else happened. Maybe he got lost... or was captured by survivors of the gun fight. None of the premises she tried in her head were appealing, she prayed none of them were true but... the only good scenario she had was that he was taking a nap. "We should've killed him when we had the chance..." Nora cut through the silence with her dark realization. Charlie looked over at her and frowned; knowing she was right, that her mother had been right. Now Neville was free to tattle on them... and Jason was still missing.

X.x.X.x

Charlie gasped as she saw a young man on a horse, bleeding and barely conscious, ride into the camp. He bared resemblance to Jason, oh, please don't be Jason! She pleaded with him in her thoughts, running alongside Nora. Miles was already there with a medic, by the time Nora and Charlie got there... the rider was dead. Unable to get a good look at his face with all the different heads in her way she had to push between them, relieved when she found it wasn't him. When had she become so cold to another mans death? Seeing a man dead on the ground and she was relieved? What was wrong with her? She frowned and stood up, leaving the area to collect her bearings. Jason was still missing, now that she knew it wasn't him she almost wished it was. To at least know where he was... but he would be dead if that man had been him! She argued herself, but at least I'd know... "Four of our spies died getting this here..." Miles said gruffly, holding up the small slip of paper between his fingers. Charlie turned around and looked at the blood soaked parchment and frowned.

X.x.X.x

It had been days since Jason first vanished, days since Miles finally got his army he'd been looking for, with the help of Ma'dam President. Even still, Charlie knew that Miles still didn't think they stood a snowballs chance in hell but they had an ally now...two big armies against the Monroe Republic... it was hope.

Charlie sat on a log and watched from afar as Miles argued with Nora, over God knows what, she couldn't help but glare at him. She knew he had secrets but she just wished he'd have less... or at least include her in some things; like what, exactly, he did to Rachel.

Nora finally let out an aggravated shout and threw up her hands in defeat, "Do whatever you want Miles!" She yelled, before stalking back into the building. Charlie watched Miles but when he turned to look at her she snapped her head back to her sword and continued to clean it. When she looked back, he was gone.

She sighed and drew her lips into a thin line, things were falling apart and she didn't know how to fix it. All she wanted was to find her brother, she didn't want any of this rebels vs republic bull shit... and now her brother was dead, her mother left for a second time and her uncle was becoming more and more cold. It was times like this that she really missed Maggie, she felt awful for being so cold to her for so many years but now all she wanted was to have Maggie sit and listen to how terrible she was feeling and then give her some insightful advice on how to make things better or to at least feel more enlightened about the situation.

"Charlie, we're leaving." Miles announced as he walked up behind her. Charlie shot to her feet, "Now." he finished and tossed her her backpack.

"... what?" She asked and nodded her head with the word.

"You – me – leaving – now." Miles said in a halfway condescending tone.

"For... wh-"

"Charlie!"

"Okay!" She shouted and sheathed her sword and slung her bow around her shoulder and followed behind him. A couple minutes after they were on the road, walking rather briskly, Charlie broke the awkward silence. "Where are we going..." She asked quietly, her eyes wide but her head bowed. She was trying to look as innocent as she could to butter him up.

No reply.

"We're going to go back after wards, right?"

No reply.

Miles simply stared straight ahead; not even paying attention to his surroundings, not calculating anything, just walking and staring. "Miles,"

"Charlie?" The young woman paused and looked up at him to her left, "Shut up" He shook his head incredulously as the words left his mouth.

She shifted her shoulders and frowned but did as she was told... for now.

X.x.X.x

Where do you think Miles is taking Charlie...?

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