A/N Ello all. So, I came up with this idea for a series of one-shots revolving around the various brother-sister relationships in PJO. They aren't always related by blood, but ya know, its not only blood that makes a brother. Let me know what you think!

Jason and Thalia

Thalia found him sitting in her alcove, staring blankly at the statue of Zeus. She knew that he was hurting. Leo's death had hit them all, but he had been Jason's best friend. The pain here was deeper.

"It should have been me," Jason said, by way of greeting.

Thalia felt like she had been punched in the gut. The idea of losing him...again, no, she couldn't even think about thinking about that.

"Don't say that," she managed to say, sounding as strangled as she felt.

Jason looked at her, blue eyes filled with such fractured pain, it hurt to look. He stayed silent as she climbed up into the alcove and sat next to him. Their legs hung over the side, against the wall, and Thalia was hit by how much taller he was than her; her feet only reached to halfway down his calf.

"You did all you could," she said, once she had rid of the lump in her throat. I didn't, not for Luke.

Jason laughed bitterly, a sharp, unnatural sound, and shook his head. "I let him die." His voice cracked. No, you didn't. But I let Luke die.

"No, you didn't. He...he did what he had to do, okay? You can't blame yourself for that." Like I blame myself for Luke.

He stayed silent for 23 heartbeats. Then, in a voice that sounded weary beyond his years, he said, "To storm or fire the earth must fall. It could have been me. It should have been me."

"Jason."

He stared at his feet, "Don't...don't tell me that I did everything I could," he whispered.

"But, Jason, you did."

He turned to look at her, "No, I didn't. I could've convinced him not to. We could have found another way," his voice died in his throat.

"There wasn't another way," Thalia said, gently. Had there been another way for Luke? Could I have saved him?

Jason shut his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, I know. I just wish..."

"Yeah, me too."

His head dropped and he chocked out a sob. She pulled him close and he cried into her shoulder. She held him, held back her own tears and sent up a silent prayer to their dad. Please. Please. If Leo is out there, somewhere, bring him back. Bring him home. You owe Jason. You owe me. You owe all of us.

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