Hey, guys! So, I have another chapter for you! This is more like a second part to the introduction, so in the next chapter I'll be starting on any requests you guys send in! So please remember to send in requests!

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"I did not know you were to be in New Rome. I would've thrown you a welcome party."

Jason turned in his seat to see the one and only Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano walking towards him proudly, her Roman toga pinned perfectly as usual and her hair done into a braid and draped over her left shoulder.

Over the past few years, with Jason being Pontifex, his relationship with Reyna had been forced to improve. After all, Jason visited the Roman camp every other month, checking up on temples and designs and making sure that they were going well, and he had to keep in contact with the Praetors to make sure that what was being built was approved of by them as well. Of course, Frank had been more than willing to communicate with Jason. Reyna had taken… months of attempted communication and being locked in a room with Jason (courtesy of Piper, actually – she was getting tired of Jason complaining about how she wouldn't talk to him) before she'd eventually stared speaking to him, and months more before they could actually hold an amicable conversation about something other than the temples. Now they were almost like old friends – the key word being almost.

The son of Zeus smiled as Reyna approached him and sat up more fully in his seat at the cafe, pushing his book aside and pushing his seat back to greet her. "Hey, Reyn—"

Just as he stood, his knee hit the table, the coffee that had sat on the table tipping and falling onto the ground. He wasn't fast enough to grab the mug before it hit the ground and smashed against the floor, breaking and spilling his drink everywhere.

He cringed as the sound of the ceramics breaking, and shot a guilty look at Reyna. "Oops…"

Reyna sighed, rolling her eyes at him, although the lightest of smirks graced her lips. "Ah, Grace, still ever the clumsy one, aren't you?"

Jason gave her a look, before kneeling down to try and pick up the broken pieces, placing each of them on the table. There was nothing that he could do about the spilt coffee, he knew that, but he had to at least help a bit with the clean up. The cafe owner definitely wouldn't be all that pleased with the broken mug.

"I'll have you know that the mug only broke after your arrival."

"Are you blaming this on me?"

"No. I'm blaming it on your presence."

"And there is a difference between those two things?"

"Yeah, there is." A grin grew on Jason's face as he stood back up straight, fixing his glasses a little on his face so that he could see Reyna better. "I mean, your presence means that you just startled me or you were just around. You actually being at fault means—"

"I do not need the explanation, Grace." She held out her hand in greeting, expecting him to shake it. "It's nice to see you back here, Jason."

Jason gripped her forearm in a handshake, smiling. "It's nice to be back."

"Are you not on a job, then?" Reyna asked curiously as she pulled her arm away from his. Honestly, Jason had never really had a holiday. He was always travelling, or on business when he was around Camp Jupiter and New Rome. From time to time, over the holidays, he brought Piper with him, but other than that he was almost always working. So to see him sitting at a cafe, reading, was rather strange to Reyna.

"Not exactly…" Jason seemed to be contemplating what to say for a moment, before he gestured to the streets. "Let's take a walk. I mean, there's a lot for me to tell you… a lot."

Reyna's dark eyebrow simply rose, but she did as he suggested anyway, moving aside a little so that he could move away from the table (and leave a tip because of that broken mug) and then beginning to follow him down the streets of New Rome, her toga billowing behind her in the breeze.

To Jason, it seemed as if the streets hadn't changed a bit since he'd been part of the legion and used to visit New Rome more regularly. The streets still had that familiar, cobble-stoned appearance, the one that made the sweet clip-clop sound whenever a horse (or even better, a Pegasus) was walked down the streets. Almost every main street was lined with shops of all sorts – boutiques, cafes, toy stores… pretty much almost anything safe that could be imported from the mortal world and sold to demigods and legacies was sold here. They even had a demigod version of what mortals called Ikea, which Jason could remember having a lot of fun in as a child when he'd pretty much spent all of his time in there trying out different seating and jumping on beds… which the store owners had been none too pleased about.

They were rounding the corner at the end of the main street they had been walking down when it hit Jason – that sweet bakery smell that made his mouth water every time he entered this part of the city. He shot Reyna a look.

Reyna didn't even look over at him before responding. "You're hungry?"

"Not exactly…"

"Then no."

"But come on, Rey… it's your favourite!"

"If it isn't necessary, then we're not going."

Jason pouted, his blue eyes going wide behind his glasses. "Please, Reyna? Please…?"

It took about a minute before Reyna was standing at the counter in the bakery, ordering some baked goods for herself and Jason to snack on.

"So, what do you want?" Jason asked as his eyes roamed over the different treats. Pies, breads, pastries… the bakery had almost everything that Jason had loved as a kid. He was tempted to just ask for everything and eat all of it now, but he wasn't sure if he had the denarii to buy it all or the stomach to eat everything. Though, if he had Percy's help, he would definitely be able to finish it all.

"I'm not hungry."

"But you always used to get something whenever we came here."

"The key phrase in that sentence is used to."

"Oh, come on, Reyna! You know you want to… for old times' sake? Please?" he begged, his eyes growing wide.

Reyna sighed, trying to look anywhere but at his face, because she knew that once she looked into those eyes…

"Get me my usual," she told him finally, pulling out a couple of denarii and handing it to Jason, who grinned widely at her before turning back to the counter to order their baked goods.

Minutes later, the two were walking out of the bakery and were back on their walk through the town, both of them munching on their baked goods as they walked. They eventually ended up in the park in the middle of the residential area, and the two of them sat down on one of the benches, finishing off their treats.

Jason dusted his hands off on his jeans. "So, you know, it's nice to be back in my home city," he told Reyna with a smile, before brushing the crumbs off his lips. "I mean, Camp Half-Blood is nice with all the fun stuff and the relaxed atmosphere and everything, but nothing beats the streets of New Rome. Nothing beats anything here."

Reyna just raised an eyebrow at him, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. "So why are you back here? You still haven't told me, Jason," she pointed out with a small smirk. "Is there something that you are trying to hide from me?"

"No! Nothing!" he protested quickly with a smile, laughing lightly. "No, no… it's something else. Something completely different, actually." His eyes glanced around the park, watching all of the different people there. Kids playing on the swings in the playground area, their parents pushing them; a young couple was having a picnic on the grass (and the couple happened to look a whole lot like Gwen and Dakota, for some reason…); a couple of kids were playing 'Tag' across the climbing frame, whilst their mothers told them to stop and get down to stay safe.

"Oh?" Reyna noticed how Jason was getting distracted – his ADHD was probably acting up, which meant he was probably a little nervous –and nudged his leg with her own. "And what is it you need to tell me, then?"

Jason looked back over sharply at the nudge, and smiled a little at her. "Oh, yeah. Well… I'm moving back to New Rome."

Reyna's eyes widened. "What?"

"Yeah, I'm moving back here."

"Why? How?"

"Well… would you believe me if I said the gods made me?"

That shocked Reyna into silence. Which amused Jason because she almost always had something to say about whatever he was on about, even if it was just one word.

"Reyna?"

"The… the gods made you?" she asked, sounding incredulous, and Jason nodded to confirm it.

"Yup."

Reyna just stared at him for a few moments, before shaking her head and sighing. She couldn't believe it, honestly. She couldn't believe that the gods had relieved him of his job and made him move to New Rome! Whatever for? "Wait… why have you even moved to New Rome?"

"For university."

"You're studying at the university?"

"Mhmm. It was Hera's idea of 'giving her champion a normal life'," he said, his nose crinkling ever so slightly as he said it. Mainly because he kind of didn't understand why they were having a change of heart now, when he was so into his job right then and was well on his way to completing every single temple. It just didn't really make that much sense to him. But, hey, these were the gods, and if they wanted to do something then they could do it.

Reyna nodded slowly. "Of course… Juno is your patron goddess."

"Exactly."

"So she has a choice over what you are to do and such?"

"Yup."

"So what are you studying?"

"Oh… I have no idea."

Reyna blinked at him. "You… have no idea?"

Jason shook his head and leaned back on the bench, looking up at the sky. "No, not really. That was the one thing that I was allowed to pick for myself – what I want to study."

Reyna nodded, following Jason's actions and sitting back on the bench, looking up at the sky and thinking.

The two stayed in that position for a little while, trying to come up with ideas on what Jason could study (and considering how well they knew each other, they had an idea of what the other was thinking of) before deciding to finally bounce their ideas off each other.

"Languages?"

"Like what? French?"

"Well, it's a Latin language, right?"

"No, Reyna."

"Okay, you come up with one."

"Um… Literature?"

"I cannot realistically see you sitting down and reading for more than five minutes without getting bored, Jason. It was bad enough when you were praetor."

"Right."

"How about medicine?"

"Can you honestly see me as a doctor?"

"…You're right."

"Biology?"

"You would accidentally fry everything that you touch. And Percy is taking that subject."

"…Good point."

"Law?"

"Too long, I guess. A good one, and it probably suits me, but… I don't know. I don't really think I'd like it in the long run."

"That's funny. I thought you would, considering that you are all for justice."

"Yeah, but it'd get tiring for me eventually, I guess."

"Do you have any better ideas?"

"Well… I like the sound of History?"

Reyna raised an eyebrow at that, and glanced over at him. "History?"

He nodded. "Yeah, History."

"With what?"

"…Throw something at me."

"…Politics."

He frowned over at her, and she just shrugged.

"If you won't take Law, then at least take Politics. It's another subject that suits you, what with your justice-like beliefs and your need to make sure that everyone is actually happy."

"Or kind of happy."

"Yes, that too."

A smile appeared on Jason's face, before he laughed a little. Reyna raised an eyebrow at him, although she was smiling.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing. I just… wow, I'd never really thought about college before. And now I'm here, and asking you for advice."

"Well, I should be joining you in a couple of years." She smiled at him. "My years in the legion are nearly complete."

"Really? Awesome."

"Although, from what I hear from Annabeth, your floor in the Minerva Building is the most eventful floor of them all."

Jason outright laughed at that. "Oh yeah, you've got that spot on."

And that's pretty much the end of the introduction!

So, as I said in the first chapter, I've got the room arrangements all set up: Annabeth will be in a room with Gwen and Leila (a daughter of Ceres mentioned in the books), and Jason will be in a room with Percy, Dakota and Bobby. As Reyna hasn't yet completed her years for the service in this story, she's still praetor of the legion for a couple more years, and Frank has a few more years as well. So does Hazel. I haven't exactly decided on what happens with Piper quite yet, but I have an idea for later on, I think? Of course, this depends on what you guys think should happen, and how many requests you send in! So send in more! Feel free to PM them to me, or send them in via review!

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