Quick Note! I have a Christmas story and want you all to check it out. Post your idea's for festive One Shots on it and I might do it! Okay go ahead.
The very next day, after my little episode, Piper and I head over to the Jackson's place for breakfast. Piper's mom had something to do for the wedding, she left before us.
"Six days and it'll be over with." Piper sighs as we pull out of the drive way.
"Yup." I agree." I had a rough night and could really use a cup of coffee.
"Mama is driving me to insanity." She groans.
"I know. I know." I nod turning onto the main road. They live about five minutes away from us.
"Thank you for putting up with all of this." She smiles at me.
"My pleasure." I chuckle pulling up to our destination. Hazel and Frank's car is already parked.
We climb out of the car, and Piper offers me her hand as we walk up to their front door. Piper rings the door bell only to be greeted by the barking of the family dog, Sammy.
Annabeth opens the door, baby Lionel sitting on the shelf of her hip.
"Hi you two." She smiles keeping Sammy inside the house her leg.
"Hi." Piper smiles back as we walk in. Sammy attacks me with love, because I'm his favorite. Lionel reaches for Piper because she's his favorite.
"He missed you." Annabeth says handing Lionel over to Piper.
"Hi buddy." She smiles at him. He giggles, waving his arms around.
"But did you miss me?" Leo calls from the living room, "That's the question."
"Always Leo." Piper calls back handing Annabeth her son. We walk into the living room and begin catching up with everyone. Which has gotten a bit harder now that the others have children. Seriously, kids eat your life man.
Hazel smiles at the two of us, "So, the W-"
"I swear if one of you brings it up I will punch your nose in." Piper says shortly.
"Nervous?" Annabeth asks.
Piper looks at the children playing with Sammy, she bites back her curses, "Angry."
"It's your big day though." Percy chooses his words carefully.
"No, it's my mother's big day. Nothing about it is anywhere near what I want." Piper says, "It's a circus, not a marriage."
"Well, technically," I draw out the word, "We're already married."
"I know that, but the ceremony is supposed to... I don't know, be a part of us becoming one. And it just isn't."
"I'm sorry." Hazel says.
"At least we have the honeymoon." I tell her seductively.
"Children are present!" Percy says.
"Well they gotta learn somehow." Leo winks before getting slapped in the chest.
"Don't you dare corrupt my baby." Annabeth threatens.
"You're no fun." Leo chuckles, ducking from another smack.
"You know, I'm going to be so freaking happy when this is all over." Piper sighs leaning back into me.
"And when can we expect another Grace?" Annabeth asks.
"Never." Piper chuckles, "After one night babysitting Lionel. Never."
I stop for a moment, "Really?"
"Oh my god, we are not talking about kids right now." Piper says, "I'm so done. I'm done with everything."
"Okay... So Hazel how're you?" I ask kissing the back of Piper's neck just to watch the shiver run through her.
Piper and I get to spend an easy morning with all of our friends, before Piper drags me out of the house and tells me she has a surprise.
"What is it?" I chuckle as we start driving.
"Would it really be a surprise if you knew what it was?"
"Well no-"
"Get us home then!"
"Home? Why are we going home?"
"Trust me!"
"Why are we going home?"
"To change dear." She leans over and kisses my cheek, "We need to have some fun. And you're being a stick in the mud about it."
"I am not." I laugh.
"Are too."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not."
"I love you." She chuckles as we pull up. She flies out of the car, "Get a suit on and let's go!"
"Where to?"
"Who cares?" She asks with a wink.
"Fair enough." I follow her inside.
I throw on a suit and wait for Piper to come out of the bathroom. She's gotten herself all kinds of dressed up.
She's down her hair up, thrown on a layer of makeup, and wears a rockabilly red dress. She walks over to me, her heels clicking on the floor as she walks. She slaps a fedora on my head, "Let's go." She smiles taking my hand and running me down the stairs. I hold onto the hat as we run out to the car.
"So, where are we going?"
She smiles at me, stealing the keys to my car, "Let's find out."
She drives us into town to a new decades club that opened up last month. We get in easily and find the place packed with people from all different era's. There's a few flappers, an American bond girl, a few mobsters, all getting down to Louis Armstrong.
"You want to Charleston?" She smiles at me.
"I can't dance babe." I smile at her anyway.
"I'll show you." She promises, I leans down to kiss her. "Remember, we're dancing through life."
"Okay." I let her lead me onto the dance floor.
She teaches me to jive, Charleston, swing, and a lot of other dances I can't really tell you anything about.
We have a good time, the best time we've had in a very long time. We laugh, and dance wildly about.
We leave the club at one thirty. Not stumbling drunk, not entirely sober either. And that may or may not explain our actions...
Okay, can you keep a secret?
God, this is embarrassing. I'm twenty three years old for fuck sakes. Okay.
Piper doesn't open the front door, instead she drags me into the back seat. I close the door behind me, propping myself over her.
I find her lips tasting like fruit and alcohol, she rubs my arms for awhile, squirming slightly beneath me as she kisses my lips.
She kicks her shoes off, so they fall the floor silently. She slides my jacket off with ease, "God, Jason," She whispers, "God, I miss you."
"I'm right here." I promise kissing her jaw tenderly.
"But... Damn have I missed you."
"Are you already drunk dear?" I laugh.
"Maybe I need to be."
"Throw the keys." I instruct her, moving along the lines of her body with my hands. She moans into me, throwing the keys into the front seat.
"Dear god, I'm in love with you." She decides.
"Really?" I chuckle.
"Shut up and love me."
"Is that a yes?"
Violently almost, she grabs me and kisses me. She breathes heavily, "I have always and will always love you. Every touch makes me shiver, every kiss makes me melt. Every glance makes me giddy. Fuck, Jason, I just want to be with you."
"I love you too."
"I love you."
"I love you."
"I fucking love you."
"I've always fucking loved you."
"That makes two of us."
After a moment I think, is this really appropriate? To do things in the back of a car in a parking garage?
"Hey," I pull back from her, "I have a surprise for you."
"What is it?" She chuckles.
"Do you trust me?"
"With all my heart." I climb over her half naked body into the driver's seat.
"I'm going to take you on an adventure." I promise.
"You already are." She says, "A wonderful adventure called life." She pulls herself up, and from the back seat, she wraps her arms around me. She nibbles on my earlobe, kisses my jaw.
"Life's taking us someplace new."
"I'll go anywhere with you."
"Don't you dare follow me."
"Never. Only beside you."
We're the horny teenage couple of our friends... I just have this realization as I pull into the camp ground.
"Lake sex?" Piper chuckles as I take her hand and run with her to the lake.
"Lake sex, field sex, all of the sex. Let's just fucking be dumb."
"Okay." She laughs. I think she's tipsy, but not wholly drunk. Let me tell you, an inebriated Piper is a sight to see. But there's a difference between her drunk and her tipsy.
She's a horny drunk, but a clumsy drunk when she's full on I-don't-remember-last-night drunk.
I basically attack her the moment we get the clearing. We tumble down the hill together, and once we reach a soft patch of grass we strip each other down until skin touches skin with every hot breath we take.
I'll stop with the details there. To recap we do that nasty in the field, skinny dip and then flop into bed together.
My hands have found themselves caught up in her hair, and god damn, even though I can't see a fucking thing I know she's perfect.
I can hear her musical laugher, her breath settling in her chest. I can just imagine the creases of joy settling across her face. I can see the light in her eyes. The perfect stretch of her lips. The wrinkle of her nose.
I think of her and let joy engulf the rest of me.
"Hey beautiful." I smile, "It's three a.m. and I can't stop thinking about you."
"I never stop thinking about you." She returns.
"Should we sleep?"
"Never." She tells me, "We can sleep when we're dead."
"Until then, what do we do?"
"Smile because it's happening."
"What's happening?"
"What isn't? We're happening. The world is turning, the sky is changing colors, People are falling in love, flowers are blooming. We're falling in love with every passing second."
I kiss her for a long while, breathing her breath, tasting lake water and gum. When'd she chew gum?
"Hey, Jason."
"Hm?"
"Do you ever think love is a joke?"
"Never."
"Good."
"Do you ever wonder where we'd be wi-"
"No."
"Without each other?"
"It's unthinkable. It's impossible."
"I feel the very same."
When we both decide sleep is a necessary evil we pull away. I stare at her, and she stares at me. A question pops into my head.
"Pipes?"
"Yes dear?"
"Do you really not want to have kids?"
She looks half shocked for a moment, "Uh..."
"Like if you found out you were pregnant right now. What would you do?"
"Right now, right now?" She asks.
"Yeah."
"I'd cry."
"Really?"
"Y-yes."
"Happy tears?"
"Out of fear."
"But would you be happy?"
"Eventually."
"So... You don't... You don't want kids."
"Uh... That's a really... Uh... Broad question."
"Not really."
"You want kids?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
"Just, oh?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"Yes or no, do you want kids?"
"Maybe?"
"Maybe, is that your final answer?" Why am I an asshole?
"Are we really talking about this at three thirty?"
"Well, apparently we are."
She sighs, "I don't want them now."
"Okay."
"Or in a year."
"Okay."
"Maybe in five years."
"Maybe?"
"For sure by the time I'm thirty."
"Okay."
"I think we are not nearly drunk enough for this conversation."
"Nope."
"I just... I don't know. I guess I don't want to become Hazel."
"What's wrong with Hazel?"
"Nothing. She just stopped working. She's a mom, and she's a great mom. But she tells me she's afraid that's all she is sometimes."
"It doesn't have to be that way."
"I just want more than that."
"I understand."
"But I don't want to be Thalia who thinks she's not enough of a mom." I nod at her answer, "Maybe I don't want kids. I don't know anymore."
"Let's get married first."
"You mean, let's put on a show first."
"I've been putting on a show my whole fucking life."
"Well, maybe after this, we don't have to anymore."
"You mean, step out of the spotlight?"
"I mean whatever the hell you think it means, I'm literally so tired I have no idea how the fuck to interpret that."
"Goodnight."
"Night."
And I sleep, until I'm ripped out of my dreams by the buzzing of a phone. My phone.
"Hello?" I slur, pretty sure it's Percy wondering where I am. Today is the Bachelor party. Percy and Leo have spent the whole year planning for it.
But it's not Percy.
"When were you planning on inviting me to the wedding?"
Oh my god.
"How did you get this number?"
"The same way I found your address." Oh my god, "Well, I'll see you soon. Son."
He hangs up.
"Jason?" Piper murmurs sitting up, "Babe, what's the matter?"
"Pipes." I breathe, but barely.
"Hey, it's okay." She comforts me, unsure of what's wrong.
"Pipes."
"Shh, you're okay."
"He... He knows-"
"It's alright." She promises, "You're with me. You're safe."
I start crying, "Pipes."
She hushes me, softly combing through my unruly morning hair, kissing my head, promising me I'm adored, I'm safe, I'm loved, she promises he won't hurt me. Never again.
