Disclaimer: I do not own PJO OR HOO. Wish I did though.
First Fanfic. Be nice?
Piper's POV
Piper knelt beside a baby that was lying down on its stomach. Piper laughed. Little Logan was so adorable. With Annabeth's grey eyes and Percy's jet black hair, he was a spitting image of the Jackson's. Tickling little Logan until he fell over, Piper smiled and wondered, what if Jason and I had our own? What if? Would it have kaleidoscope eyes and blonde hair? Piper could only dream.
Suddenly, Logan started crying and Piper panicked. What was wrong now? Piper felt a cold gust of wind rushing into the room, she knew it wasn't Jason. It couldn't have been. Piper took Logan in her arms and her demigod instincts took over.
"Who are you?" She asked, all friendliness gone, shielding Logan.
A storm spirit hurled toward her but she hit it with perfect aim, that she and the storm spirit made contact. After trying to jab it a few times, Piper needed a distraction. Like the gods were listening, a very handsome fellow, about 6'4 came looming over. Jason. Piper had to thank the Olympians later. Jason attacked the storm spirit, raging it more.
Logan wailed and thrashed, obviously not comfortable with the situation. Piper ran out of the room, but not before she mouthed, "I love you" to Jason. He could only respond the "I love" part, since he was cut off.
Jason's POV
Jason was not feeling the love. Thalia had found someone who was about punk rock as punk rockers can get and started a family. Percy and Annabeth had decided to make a child. Logan Jase Jackson, it wasn't exactly Jason, but it was close enough. He loved Piper, and he bluntness. It was time to start moving forward he decided.
Jason was on his way to say this to Piper McLean. Only, he heard crying and thrashing. Worried he sped over to Piper and Logan. Seeing, what he was seeing, Jason grew angry and protective. He charged and had this epic battle. It seemed that no one would win, but finally, he sent the demon sprawling to hell.
He ran over to where Logan and Piper were hiding, and hugged them tightly. Logan's sobbing seemed more vibrant than ever before. Piper just silently bobbed her head down to his. Jason held them and prayed for Logan not to ever remember this attack.
Piper's POV
It all started when Jason had come into my room that late night. It was always a mess, covered in books and hair pins. He raised his eyebrows but didn't say a word. All right, if he wanted to play the silent game. Then she was okay with this.
"Silent game?"
Or not.
He laughed and took her hand.
Jason's POV
Jason took her hand and it was small and delicate. How can someone look like this? So beautiful and breathtaking. Her eyes met mine and I knew. That she was mine. She was mine and only mine. Inching closer and closer, he finally kissed her on the lips. It was probably the feeling you get when you bungee jump. Minus the fear. Just the excitement, that soon turned to full on passion. Passion that was indulging and kept both of them on their toes. Piper seemed to be dazed. She opened her eyes when they broke away for air.
"I love this game," She smiled and giggled.
Jason only answered with a smile, "I know."
"Don't be so sly!" Piper whacked him playfully.
Jason knew from this moment on, that she was the one for him.