Ugh. Sorry for a realluy long chapter update, but having a busy week and a crappy service provider just doesn't go well. Hope you like it :)
3: Fly
Jason walked around the camp, going…pretty much wherever he wanted to go. Being praetor meant dealing with a lot of pressure, but it also had its advantages besides that. And to top it all off, he missed Reyna more than he'd like to admit.
But things have been awkward ever since he came back. After he got off the Argo II, he immediately walked up to the girl in the regal purple toga and asked, "Would you happen to know a girl named Reyna?" Okay, that was one of his most embarrassing moments. Ever. Maybe he should have asked first. He wished he could go back to that moment and instead of asking that question, Jason should've hugged her. But he also figured that doing that in front of Piper was just…rude. And that was being heartless.
Jason continued walking around – this time, he was looking for Reyna. Strangely, he couldn't find her anywhere around the camp. Not even in the principia or her house. Then he started to panic and started asking around. "She's been depressed ever since you disappeared and came back. So, uh, I think she's…by the Berkley Hills or the Fields of Mars? I don't know, wherever she flies Scipio." Gwen shrugged. "Okay. Thanks Gwen!" Jason called behind him.
Jason found her standing by the hills, back turned on the city. She seemed to be staring at a distance. Jason slowly crept up behind her. "Remember son, a woman always wants a man who can take her higher." A voice boomed in his head. 'Dad?' Jason mentally screamed. No reponse. Why, oh why, did he have to be a demigod?
So he crept up behind Reyna and covered her eyes. She jumped and jerked around, pointing a dagger at Jason's throat, who raised his hands up. "Jason." Reyna's expression softened. Jason's eyes couldn't stop scanning her body. Instead of her usual praetor's toga, she was in normal clothes. A thin V-neck purple top with long sleeves, dark shorts, and black low-cut Converse. And instead of the usual braid, Reyna's hair fell freely and perfectly down her shoulders in soft curls. She was beautiful, and she had no damn clue about it.
"Yeah, hi Reyna." Jason smiled. Reyna sheathed her dagger and crossed her arms over her chest. "Why are you here?" She tried sounding nonchalant, and failed. "Reyna –" Jason took a step closer, and Reyna retreated with a step back. "Look – I know that saying 'I'm sorry' is getting old. But…I came here to make it up to you because –" Jason stopped. The words were caught in the middle of his throat. He couldn't muster up enough courage to tell Reyna how much she meant to him. Because he was just as a coward he was, his eyes drifted up to the sky. Birds soared freely overhead. Soared freely…Jason turned his gaze back to Reyna. Without a word, he pulled her close to him and slowly, they ascended.
"Jason ." Reyna said, staring into his electric blue eyes. Jason smiled softly down at her. He was holding onto her waist, she had her arms around his neck, they were floating in midair – perfect. "I love you." Reyna confessed. Jason didn't say anything. He bent down and kissed her. With all the feelings he had for them. Hey, actions speak louder than words, right? And speaking of actions, Reyna had always wanted to fly. "You've always wanted to fly, right?" Jason asked Reyna. She nodded. "More than anything." Jason smiled. "Remember son, a woman always wants a man who can take her higher." It was the same booming voice in his head! This was so embarrassing! "Reyna, if you knew you could fly…where would you want to go?
So...how was it? Was it satisfying enough for you guys? So obviously they went on a date via Jason Transportation. Well...review please :P
