Heyhihello guys!

wow. I've only started yesterday but this is the second thing I've posted today haha!

Jason + Piper = Jiper, Pason (what...?) . Not my favorite couple, but the song Lightning by Alex Goot inspired me to write this.

~happy reading!

Piper's POV

It was a shame, and I was seriously close to losing hope. No matter how hard I tried, Jason still didn't get the hint that I liked him, that I wanted something for us. I truly do want something to happen between us, and I know we both feel it within ourselves. I know the mist made me think we were dating at one point in life, but this time I want it to be real. I left the Aphrodite cabin to take of business with Jason once and for all.

As I walked across camp, I spotted Annabeth walking towards the big house. She must have been dealing with a great amount of stress. Her boyfriend has been missing for two months and she was responsible for finding him. She doesn't know but I can feel this vibe coming off of her, that it was her job to always keep him safe. Even from the first day I met her, I knew she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, despite she has legitimately done that before. This time, the weight and pain was even heavier, filled with grief and longing. It was definitely worse than my situation but at least my boyfriend, excuse me, "boyfriend", was here. Okay, not really. His presence was here, but all those memories dissipated. I'm not even sure if he remembers the same things I do. With Annabeth, all the memories of her and Percy were real.

I found him and Leo hanging on the dock of half-blood lake under the baking sun. They were cracking jokes and talking about guy stuff. Most likely sports, they're both nutters for baseball. Whatever, I like football better anyways. I strode to Jason and tapped his shoulder. He turned, his electric eyes looking into mine. He smiled at my presence.

"Oh, hey Pipes," I blushed. Even the sound of his strong voice made my head go haywire. Get a hold of yourself, woman!

"Hey, Jason," I stood there awkwardly for a minute or two trying to remember what I wanted to talk to him about. "Oh, right. Uh, c-can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Sure thing. Later Leo!" He tossed a wave over his shoulder as he pushed himself off the dock.

"See you two at dinner. Keep your hands off each other now!" he joked. Typical Leo.

"We will! Promise!" I screamed. We began making our way into the woods. The air under the trees was cool but where ever the sun touched, it was scorching hot. Even though the camp has controlled weather, summer was always just as it was outside the borders. It reminded me of my days in Santa Monica, taking beach strolls by myself in broad daylight, collecting whatever I could find. I sighed, finding myself smiling at the memory.

"So, Piper, what's up?" Jason asked, bringing me back to reality. I flinched, forgetting about my situation. Jason shoved his hands in the his shorts pockets, patiently waiting. I looked okay on the outside, but on the inside I was screaming, my stomach churning and my heart trying to find a way to escape. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. Here goes.

"Jason I want a relationship," I blurted. I didn't charm speak it, I wanted what he had to say to come from the heart, and I didn't want any kind of pressure on him as well.

All he could do was stare into my eyes. "Uh..." he began. "You, uh, you what?" I sighed. From the look on his face, he looked shell shocked. He'd suddenly gone pale, his cheeks flustered and just looked flat out shocked. This was no use. Everything I ever wanted was a trick of the mind. There was no way Jason would have loved me. Not then, not now, not ever.

"Never mind. This is just a waste of time." I began walking back to camp, when suddenly a strong hand grabbed my wrist.

"No! No. Piper. Please. I know what you said. You said you want a relationship. Well, can I be honest with you?" he looked at me pleadingly. Memories spilled as I looked at his face. The time we almost fell into the grand canyon, but he caught me. When he helped Leo and I get out from King Midas' castle, and snuggled by the camp fire. Even the memory from the mist of our first kiss.

I decided to hear him out. "Alright."

"Well, I like you too. A lot, actually. A lot, a lot." Jason was kicking dirt from the ground. "I noticed you, Piper. Not even just in real life, but in my mind as well. You were always there. Not that it's a bad thing, but I avoided you at times because I was always nervous. I mean, Pipes you're gorgeous, funny, smart, my best friend. And being in love with my best friend? Well, that's kind of hard," he looked back up at me for a second. "what I'm trying to say is, I want a relationship too. But..." he hesitated.

"But what?" I jumped in. I grabbed his hand offering re-assurance, purposely lacing our fingers together. He looked down at our intertwined fingers, giving a good squeeze.

"But I'm afraid I'm not good enough." Jason lowered his head. "I'm not that strong. Yeah, sure, I'm the son of Jupiter-"

"Zeus." I corrected. Silently, I chuckled in my head. Always getting mixed with the Roman and Greek.

"Yeah Zeus, Jupiter, dad, whatever. I'm not like this Percy Jackson guy who's a great hero, saved Olympus a million times, gave all the children ice cream. I'm just a guy who went on a quest with his two best friends and we all saved the world together. I'm not nearly good enough. I'm not a hero." he sat down on a nearby rock, putting his head in his hands. I stared at him. Not good enough? That's all he's worried about? I walked over to him, putting my hand under his chin.

"Jason Grace, you don't need to worry about being good enough. You're my best friend, that's all that matters. All I care about is coming to you when I'm sad, angry, lonely, that I can come to you no matter what. And comparing yourself to Percy Jackson? We haven't even met him yet, you can't compare yourself to him. You're stronger than you think. You're the son of the most powerful Olympian and a natural leader. You use strength and wit when fighting, I've seen hit all. You think you're not a major hero just because they aren't any stories about you yet, but you'll always be MY hero," I smiled at him. He looked at me convinced. He smiled back. "That's all I care about."

His hand slowly moved toward my chin, grabbing it gently and cupping his hands on the side of my face. I knew what he was going to do. We stared into each others eyes and we dove for it. His lips were just as soft as I remembered, and his strong arms wrapped around my waist. One kiss and I could fly. Jason most likely felt the same way because I felt my feet fly free from the ground, hovering in the air. We were actually flying for a bit. I kissed him for all the love I felt for him.

In the distance, the Camp Half-Blood dinner bell rang, signaling all demigods it was time to eat. My feet were reunited with the familiar Forrest dirt. I opened my eyes and Jason was smiling widely at me. Gently brushing my thumb over his cute little lip scar, I had the urge to kiss him once more, do it again. I gave the scar a little kiss, making Jason chuckle.

He extend his hand. "Come on. It sounds like dinner's ready."

I laced his hand in mine and we made our way to the dining hall.

"You know we just broke Leo's promise about keeping our hands off each other, right?" Jason asked jokingly.

I laughed. It's true, we did promise to keep our hands off each other. Sometimes, some things are irresistible. "Whatever, it was for a good cause."

Jason grace, my hero. I had at him last, for real this time. But hey, I never said catching lighting was easy.