Thanks to CelestialDeth, Wife of Jason Voorhees, and PerformanceklokDethklok for reviewing my last chapter. I love you guys for staying with me on this. :P Oh, adn you should all thank Wife of Jason Voorhees for encouraging me to change my mess up about a chapter or two ago. I decided that I will change that birthday mess up, because I felt bad for deciding to leave it how it was. Of course, I did it as tastefully as possible; NOBODY SHOULD BE CONFUSED AFTER THIS. ^_^ Enjoy!

"Oh my goodness, Jen, Mom, I thought you might not get here!" I heard Auntie's voice chime to us, and I backed away from Jason's hug just enough to see her. "You two never answered the last letters, so I thought you might have decided to stay home."

Jason loosed me from the hug and sidestepped slightly from me when Mrs. Voorhees ran out to me. She swept me up in a hug much like her son's, showing that she had obviously missed me almost as much as Jason did. "Sweetie, you've grown so much! You're practically a lady now."

I blushed once again at such sweet attentions being paid to me. I hadn't really changed a whole lot. I had just grown a couple more inches, and my hair was getting close to waist length, but besides that, I felt I hadn't changed much at all. But I was willing to let her think that about me if she wished. "Thank you Auntie Pam; I missed you too."

Now she pulled away from me and walked over to her mom, Grammy Voorhees, embracing her in a much more gentle fashion. I didn't hear what they said to each other because Jason began to talk to me again, "You have changed, you know."

"Not really; I'm just a bit taller, and my hair is a big longer." He laughed slightly at my degrading comment, and I smiled slightly. He was so cute!

"Do you want to go over to the lake and talk for a while? We can sit on one of the docks and put our feet in the water then walk through some of the forest," Jason's voice was so lovely to listen to that I just nodded. I barely knew what we were going to do, I was just listening to his voice, but my reactions were as if I was in on the whole plan.

He announced it to Grammy Voorhees and Auntie Pam from the distance we were from them, and grabbing my hand, he pulled me with him. While we walked, I felt as if my hand were on fire, the contact from his flesh on mine was searing. Why had I never felt this before? I didn't ponder it long, because Jason suddenly stopped and turned to look at me.

"You've been acting kind of funny, Jen; you've been real quiet," He studied my face for a bit before continuing, "Is there something wrong?" I blushed once again, feeling like a stupid girl from one of the black and white romance movies. You know, the one that starts talking to a boy she likes for the first time. That type of butterflies-in-my-tummy feeling.

Get over it, I berated myself mentally, you've known Jason for four years now, and you're just starting to act like this? Pull yourself together, missy! "Oh, there's nothing wrong, I'm just kind of worn out from such a long car ride." That was a half-truth, seeing as I had been in the car for nearly five hours straight. I wasn't a whole truth though, since I wasn't about to tell him that I seemed to like him more than I should.

"Well, alright, I can understand that," He grinned and pulled my hand, making me aware of the contact all over again.

"Um... you had said in your letter... that you're birthday was on July 13th. Didn't you mean June 13th?" I smiled sheepishly when he turned again to me with a puzzled expression.

"Did I really say that?" He looked up at the trees surrounding us, creating a shadowed world for the little critters that lived near Crystal Lake. A small squirrel scurried past us at our feet, and there was what I believed to be the mixture of a chickadee and a robin's chirp in the air as he thought about it. He unleashed one of his enchanting laughs again and my knees felt momentarily weak, "I was writing really fast to get that letter in. Mom said I had to write one if I wanted to because she was going to the post office for the last time before summer camp started. Silly that I messed that one up."

I laughed lightly and kicked a rock at my feet, "No big; I just thought it was strange, but I paid no attention to it. Just thought you might want to know... since it's still early June and all." I look up at him and smiled warmly.

The look on Jason's face was a little bit shocking for me; he was smiling at me as if it were the last time he was going to see me... "You're really pretty when you smile."

"Th-thanks," I muttered almost silently. To stop myself from being too embarrassed by such a compliment, I tugged his hand playfully, "Race you to the lake?" I could see the lake not too far away, just through a few layers of big trees and about fifty feet of saplings and baby trees.

Jason seemed to be thinking about if we should race or not, tapping his index finger against his chin. "Hmmm... you're on!"

"So not fair!" He had taken a head start on me and was at lest ten feet ahead of me when I got over the shock of it. Racing after him as if I was being chased by a killer, I still was unable to catch up to him. He stayed a steady ten paces in front of me the whole time until we reached the edge of the lake. The dock was not far to our right when we cleared the forest, and we ran to it together.

"Guess you won, huh?" I giggled half way out of breath.

"Aw, we tied, I think," He wasn't as breathless as me, so he smiled and stared at me again. Okay, that was a bit uncomfortable... "Wanna sit on the dock?" He had noticed my discomfort and broke eye contact to look to the dock.

I nodded happily and followed him over to the dock. We sat in silence with our feet dangling in the water for about five minutes before Jason said something, "What did your mom think about all this? I don't think she ever liked me much."

My immediate reaction was to contradict that thought, but I knew it was true. My mother never did approve of the Voorhees, especially Grammy Voorhees (The Crazy Cat Lady) across the street. When she had finally met Jason just after Michaeline and I parted ways, she had shown a bit of momentary disgust at him. She had questioned us about Michaeline, about his family, and had pulled me aside to ask about his 'condition'. That had made me mad, and I told her that it was not a good question to ask when you first meet people. She had agreed to it and was immediately much friendlier to him; that was my first clue to her childlike mind... and it had made me sad.

"Not happy at all. I had yelled at her, and your Grammy gave her the option to let me go with or without clothing," I grinned at the memory, which was really only a few hours ago. "She let me go, but she tried to dissuade me."

Jason just laughed, and we looked out in silence at the sunset. It bathed the lake in hues of orange, yellow, and red, reminding me of the poppies in my backyard at home. They had the same blending from the farthest out being red to the closest to the center being a dark yellow. In this case, the black center that would have been the center of the flower was the dark outline of trees on the other side of the lake. I stared, amazed, at the scene before me and sighed.

"Jen...?"

I turned in a daze to look at him, "Yes?"

Jason seemed to be blushing, but it might have been the red reflection off the lake, "If I was to die this summer... I just want you to know..."

I smiled and leaned my head against his shoulder, intertwining my fingers with his, "I love you too, Jason. I'll always love you, too."

Well, was that a cheesy ending or what? Yeah, I was all giggly when I was writing this chapter, so please forgive me for sappiness or boringness. Lol, I did have fun writing it though, and it helps to put an end to that day that stretched last chapter and part of the one before it. Be patient, loveys, I should have the next one up soon; don't cry though, cause we all know what will come soon... he IS turning 11... and it's summer... at Crystal Lake... *sniffles* I'm getting teary eued thinking about it. Well, I should shut up and get back to typing, eh? Ciao!