It was only the morning after Jason and Piper's blowout but her conscience was picking at her deviously, making her feel worse and worse every minute she thought about the previous night. Hazel was supposed to takeover her watch shift early in the morning but Piper insisted on staying awake. She didn't think she would be able to sleep even if she tried.

It wasn't long before the other demigods started filing out on deck, Leo and Coach Hedge at the helm of the ship, Percy and Annabeth watching the sea below while in deep conversation, and Frank coddled up with Hazel down in the mess hall. Piper hadn't seen Jason yet all morning but the seven of them were due for a meeting at breakfast before too long so she'd hope she could talk to him before then. No point in suffering through an awkward meeting, right?

She stumbled below deck, rubbing the exhaustion from her face before she reached Jason's room. Her boyfriend was usually an earlybird which made it all the more nerve racking when he hadn't surfaced from his room yet. Piper knocked on the door softly before calling out, "Jason?" She hesitated before reaching for the knob or saying anything else. "It's Pipe-" The door opened with a small creak before Piper could finish her sentence. Jason was in his usual attire, looking like he'd gotten a lot more sleep than she had. Behind him Piper could see books upon books spread out across his desk like he'd been crashing for some demigod trivia test. Maps were splayed on his bed and Piper guessed that's what he'd been doing all morning. She couldn't blame him for hiding out in his room. She probably would've done the same after last night.

"Yeah?" he asked, looking down at Piper, his arms folded across his chest though he didn't look as angry as last night. Now he just looked upset and Piper felt a stab at her heart for that. She leaned against the doorway, her hands locked together in front of her.

"Can we talk?" she asked, trying to smile up at him like things weren't incredibly awkward. Piper didn't get a response but instead Jason's door creaked open wider. She stepped inside and moved to sit on the bed, pushing away some of the open maps and patting the seat next to her. Jason hesitated before he sat next to his girlfriend, staring straight into her eyes.

"I'm sorry about last night, Jason." she offered, putting a great effort into her voice to sound genuine.

He didn't respond at first and Piper felt like she was being suffocated by the tension. Finally Jason stood, using a lot of hand gestures when he talked. "I just don't understand why, Piper. I've told you there was nothing between Reyna and I."

"I know," she responded, standing and taking Jason's hands in her own. "I just get so frustrated sometimes. You talk about her so fondly, it makes me wonder if you think of going back there." Piper trailed off nervously.

Jason squeezed her hands and kissed her forehead breifly. "I always think about going back to Camp Jupiter, Piper. It was my first home. My friends were all there and I had an important role to the camp but don't think for a second I'd leave you guys behind."

Piper felt better but somehow still in the wrong. She was the guilty one in this argument but somehow Jason was still the bigger person and accepting his girlfriend's appology and she could tell he was sincere. "I'm sorry about charmspeaking you. I'll never do it again."

Jason pulled her into a tight hug. "Swear it on the Styx?"

"Swear it on the Styx."

Author's note: Piper and Jason are not my characters. All the credit goes to Rick Riordan. This story is probably taking place after HoH but there aren't spoilers. It's also my first fanfiction so tell me what you think! Should I write more? What should I write? Anyways, thanks for reading! c: