Go ahead, yell at me. I'm seriously stuck on Kiss My Eyes. In the meantime, I got inspired to write this. Curse the Muses.

Yeah, if I owned PJO, Beckendorf and Silena wouldn't have died and Percy wouldn't be missing. So there.

Summary: AU Jason actually did go to the Wilderness School. This is the night on the roof with Piper, his POV. Songfic to Owl City's Meteor Shower. Enjoy!

This is dedicated to Twilight Chick 01, my bestest fanfiction friend

O-o-O

Jason stepped out onto the roof of the dorm, shivering in the chill night breeze. He wished he'd thought to bring a blanket or something. Then he noticed a pile of blankets out in the middle of the rooftop—and curled up in the middle of them was Piper, staring at him with her gorgeous multicolored eyes. She smiled a little and patted the space next to her.

Jason gladly sat down, plucking one of the blankets from the nest and wrapping it around his shoulders. Piper was no longer looking at him. Instead, she was gazing at the sky, her eyes seeming to change from warm brown to liquid silver in the moonlight. She was wearing baggy flannel pajama pants, a gray long-sleeve shirt with a dozen holes in it, and her hair was a total rat's nest. Jason thought she looked great.

The two of them sat, shoulders touching, eyes fixed on the heavens. For several minutes, there was nothing but empty sky and the heat of Piper's arm against his. Every few seconds, Jason would glance over at her, but she didn't seem to notice. Finally, when he took another quick look at her, their eyes met. Both of them blushed and trained their eyes on the sky again.

Suddenly, with absolutely no warning, the sky erupted with light. Streaks of fire soared above their heads, and Jason let out an involuntary gasp. Piper echoed him, and Jason looked over at her. Everything about her—her skin, her hair, and her eyes—seemed to flicker and dance in the ever-changing light. She looked amazing. She was amazing.

They reclined on the pile of fabric, staring up, and finally Jason couldn't take it anymore. He reached out and took her small, warm hand in his, and his pulse jumped a little. He pointed up at two of the most brilliant meteors as they painted the sky a million different colors, intercepting each other and forming a cross.

"Wow, I can't believe Leo didn't want to see this." Of course, it would be just Jason's luck to have Leo walk in on this, but still.

"Actually," Piper said slyly, "I didn't invite him." Thank God. Jason liked having some alone time with Piper.

He couldn't help but smile at the thought. "Oh, yeah?"

"Mm-hmm. You ever feel like three would be a crowd?"

YES YES YES YES.

He didn't want to sound creeper-ish, though, so Jason just tried for casual. "Yeah. Like right now."

God, he was an absolute idiot. How could he have said that? Out loud? To Piper? He quickly added, "You know how much trouble we'd get in if we got caught up here?"

"Oh, I'd make something up," Piper reassured him. "I can be very persuasive." Jason believed that. "So you want to dance, or what?"

Oh, he wanted to so badly. He wanted to be able to hold her and dance—just the two of them. But surely Piper didn't feel the same way… did she? How was he supposed to answer that? Jason settled for teasing Piper. "With no music. At night. On a rooftop. Sounds dangerous."

Piper smiled at him, her whole face bathed in silver light. She looked like an angel. "I'm a dangerous girl."

"That, I can believe."

They stood, and Piper wrapped her arms around his neck and Jason put his hands on her waist. He could feel her heartbeat skipping along in her chest, which was pressed to his.

Lyrics from a song Jason had heard on the radio started flowing through his mind, brought forward by the gentle whispering of the breeze that no longer seemed to touch them.

I can finally see that you're right there beside me…

They started dancing, their bare feet brushing against the smooth, cold concrete beneath them. Jason's heart was leaping—finally, she was right there.

He looked down, and she looked up, and their eyes met, closely followed by their lips.

I am not my own, for I have been made new…

They pulled apart, Jason's heart pounding so hard he thought it would burst out of his chest. Piper's breathing was ragged, and she was smiling up at him. Jason got the feeling he was grinning back at her like an idiot, but he didn't care. His mind was racing, too far gone to care about anything but reveling in the fact that she had kissed him!

Both of them stayed silent while their hearts slowed. Piper rested her head on Jason's shoulder, and he absently traced random patterns on her back with his finger. Their feet started moving again, the two of them rocking back and forth for a while. It could have been seconds or hours, Jason wasn't sure. He just knew that Piper's breath on his neck tickled a little, and she felt very warm.

Please don't let me go…

After a while, Jason felt Piper's head shift to look up at him. He returned her gaze. Her expression was odd, like a once-starving child who had just eaten a feast.

"That was… nice." She gasped. She seemed a little wary, a little unsure.

Jason nodded. "That was very nice."

She smiled softly at him, and he leaned down again.

I desperately need you…

They spent the rest of the night on the roof, lying on the blankets, but Jason felt he didn't need them anymore. Piper rested her head on his stomach, using him as a pillow, but he didn't mind. They watched the sky, not speaking, not moving, until Piper fell asleep. Jason played with the little braids in her hair. Eventually, the meteors started flashing less and less often, until they stopped. He didn't really notice. Only when the sky began to lighten did Jason stir. He propped himself up on his elbows, careful not to jolt Piper, and gently shook her shoulder until she groaned. Her eyes fluttered open and fixed on Jason.

"Piper, its morning. Time to go." He whispered the last part regretfully, wishing the night never had to end.

She rubbed her eyes and blinked. "Was that a dream?"

"I—I don't think so." Jason really hoped not… but it all seemed too good to be true.

She smiled weakly. "I really hope it wasn't."

Had she read his mind? "Me too," Jason didn't know what else to say, so he carefully got to his feet, then took Piper's hand and hauled her up. They stood there for a moment, their fingers winding together. Then Jason leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. She sighed and burrowed her face in Jason's t-shirt. "I'm thinking that was definitely not a dream," she mumbled. Jason laughed a little, but it trailed off into silence.

They stood there for another immeasurable moment. Then Jason stepped away. "We really do need to go," he sighed.

Piper pouted. "But I don't wanna," she whined. She sounded so much like a two-year-old that they both laughed. Jason could listen to Piper laugh for hours—it was such a cute little giggle, like a sweet little kid, not that he'd ever tell her that.

Jason pretended to scowl at her. "If you don't go, Missy, I'll have to put you in time-out!"

She gasped, her eyes wide. "Not time-out! Anything but that!"

He smiled at her. "Then I guess I have no choice!" he started tickling her, and she shrieked with laughter, squirming and trying to wiggle out of his grasp, "Stop! Stop! I surrender! White flag! Stop!"

Jason did. They were both bent over, chests heaving, trying to slow their breathing. Piper's face was inches from his, and her cinnamon-scented breath tickled his nose. Their lips met again. Then a second time, and a third. Jason's eyes opened to find Piper's staring back. They were a soft, calm blue. Across the mountains, the sun was starting to peek above the horizon.

Both of them straightened up, and Jason tentatively wrapped his hand around Piper's. Without another word, they both stepped inside the door and walked down the short flight of steps until they came to the first landing. On the left were the stairs leading to the boys' dorms, and on the right were the girls'.

Piper squeezed Jason's hand before letting go. They each took a step backwards. "So… bye," Piper whispered.

"Bye." Jason didn't know what else to say. They stared at each other for another minute before Jason cracked a small smile. "I'll see you later."

"See ya." Both of them turned and headed downstairs.

Jason reached his room to find Leo awake and waiting. "Where were you?" he demanded as soon as Jason had shut the door. "I woke up at, like, midnight, and you were gone."

Jason blushed. "Uh, I was… just getting some fresh air."

Leo raised an eyebrow skeptically but didn't say anything, so Jason flung himself down on his bed and threw his arms over his face, mentally reliving every moment on the rooftop.

I am not my own, for I have been made new,

Please don't let me go, I desperately need you…

O-o-O

Well, that was disgustingly mushy.

I'm thinking of doing a follow-up of Leo's thoughts on Jason and Piper getting together… and how it happened. Who ever said they were alone up there? *insert evil laughter*

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