I AM SO SORRY.
I HAVE BEEN HIATUS FOR AGES~ I apologize dearly!

I've had a lot of assignments at school, and my school musical just finished so, and exams are rolling in... ... I will write more. Also I'm a very unfortunate victim of lack of internet access, and tight schedules. ANYWHO!

This chapter's going to be in Jason's POV. I'm sorry if the meetings between to camps wasn't as good as expected...
But thanks to everyone who actually read it. (-: Gracias.

Compañeros, please wait patiently. I love you all.

This chapters in like I said, Jason's POV.

It might be long, with a heavy load of flashbacks of the summer and things.

Jenya fans~ also, bear with me.. There are, y'know...
a lot of Jiper moments in this chapter...

Chapter 5~ Jason Grace.

Even before they reached the Roman Camp, Jason's brain was suffering over a mass killer headache. His memories seemed to have recovered over the past eight months, but there still was so much stuff he was uncertain about. His brain still felt like a puzzle with missing pieces, vacant empty slots screaming to be filled. And what bothered him the most was that he didn't know wherethese pieces were hiding let a lone what they were but he seemed to understand there importance.

Back in March, he had been working on the Argo II with a couple of other campers, and someone had mentioned that a ten ton elephant had escaped from Central Park Zoo. And as though it had been hiding underneath the surface for all that time, the name Hannibal had merged from the depths of his mind. He didn't understand how Hera/Juno seemed to be returning his memories like that, but many of his other memories had emerged just in that manner. They bobbed up and acted as if they'd been there the whole time.

Even though majority of his memories seemed to come to him either like that, other ones, that were probably much more important than suspected came to him in dreams. Jason couldn't help but feel a tad bit frightened. He had nightmares that involved Terminus shattering into pieces, and Octavian convincing the senate that he was dead. And even at the worst Reyna cooped up in her room...
Reyna.. her name seemed to mean so much but Jason still couldn't figure out completely as to who she was to him.

It honestly was probably the number one reason why his head seemed to hurt so much these days. He tried to remember as hard as he could, he wanted to remember more about her without having to go through Piper.
It was difficult. He liked Piper, more than he could understand, but he didn't want to set her on false pretenses. For the past eight months, he knew she was probably hurting more than he was and it wasn't fair. He had to tell her about Reyna someway or another. But his memories never seemed to come normally like others, his memories about Reyna only came to him whenever he and Piper discussed more... delicate matters, so to say. They came through him like a bullet, tearing through his insides.

Just last night, he was on put the night shift. Leo insisted that he would stay awake for the first half but clearly Leo looked like he was about to drop dead from exhaustion. Steering the ship back home, trying not to focus on too many things at once. He didn't want to have to wake Annabeth up this time of night. She'd probably slaughter him before he had a chance of saying anything. Jason could tell she was anxious. Especially for the past few days leading up to the day when she'd meet Percy. Jason on the other hand, was trying his best to make sure the winds were at ease, and the boat didn't plummet towards the Earth the way Festus used too. The night air was cool and eerie, as if the gods themselves were waiting for Jason to mess up.

I'm on my way home he thought to himself, which sort of made his moods go up. But even trying to to think about all of the good things that'd be awaiting him at his old camp, his mind kept wandering to the same question that seemed to already have him on a noose.
Reyna or Piper? He tried thinking about Reyna, but usually nothing happened, he remembered her face, maybe some scenarios from a battle, but nothing very important seemed to hit him. He sighed, he knew that for some reason he only remembered important things about Reyna whenever he was with Piper. He figured the gods were just playing him, which wasn't fair. How would he tell Piper? They had so many great moments for the past eight months but he was reluctant to go any further. He could tell it was frustrating her. She always seemed to get the best of him and then, boom, he'd run away. It couldn't go on like this, he'd have to tell her.
I should just check up on her in her room.. ask for a word, and tell her. Right? In his mind, it sounded simple but Jason knew good as anything that it wasn't.
Just hope for the best, and prepare for the worst. He said to himself. Piper wouldn't attack him would she? She'd understand. He made up his mind, he'd just ask her to have a word quickly.
But she's probably asleep! A voice in his mind put in,
In these conditions, highly unlikely. Retaliated another voice.

He sighed shakily, this was impossible. His thoughts continue'd to bicker at themselves when Jason made his mind up for good, he turned around abruptly ready to take his long strides towards Pipers room, but found himself face to face with a pair of shattered kaleidoscopic eyes. Jason stifled a sound in between shock and frightfulness.
"Sorry, I-I should have said something.." she chocked out.

Jason just couldn't believe how badly of a coincidence this seemed to be; he was speechless. He tried saying something but no matter how badly Piper tried to conceal her beauty, she was herself capable of taking anyone's breath away. He spent a sad moment trying to speak but nothing came out, his mouth was just moving stupidly.

"I uh, wanted to talk to you.. if that's alright.. y'know, if you're not busy with anything..." her voice sounded tired. She seemed to have been looking at everything but him. The night sky was dense with stars, and the only things that filled in the silence was the sound of the whistling wind. He cleared his throat, and willed for his voice to return, and to his relief, it did. But he, in his mind, thought it would come out confident and strong, but to his horror came out hoarse and shakily.

"Uh, s-sure. What do you want to talk.." he cleared his throat, "t-talk about."
How embarrassing.. he thought.

She took a step towards him, and Jason fought the urge to embrace her. The wind that he was controlling didn't seemed to obey his will anymore, and billowed right behind Piper. This caused her hair to flow all around her face. She tried putting some behind her ear but her hair acted like the boneless limbs of jellyfishes, luring Jason in. A surge of electricity seemed to shiver up his spine. She was way too pretty for comfort. She was wearing a plain orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, and a pair of flannel pajama pants. The bags underneath her luminescent eyes were barely recognizable, and when she spoke everything else in the world seemed to melt away.

"Jason, look." she started quietly. Jason fought the urge to step towards her, her eyes were no longer fluttering about the scenery but looking directly at him, sincerely.
"I know that, we're heading towards the... y'know Roman Camp and.. I uh, I..." she broke off with a sigh, she seemed so stressed as if she was clearly incapable of continuing. Jason knew he had to take over.

"It's okay, you can tell me." He took a step towards her, unwillingly, drawn towards her aura of beauty. The wind caused her hair to blow, not inches away from his face, but merely millimeters away his face. Again electricity triggered through his spine and he no longer believed his stomach was a part of his body. She took a deep breath and spoke clearly, dominating the silence of the night.

"It's not fair."

Jason was taken aback, what wasn't fair? he thought. And as if she read his thoughts, she continued on not giving him a chance to speak his thoughts aloud.

"You'd think that after eight months something would happen." she said quietly, with a soft humorless laugh. He didn't know what to say. He figured she was talking about Gaea or the Roman Camp, and decided to speak.

"I know it's a lot to take in. But I'm not sure if they remember me back, at Camp Jupiter..." he voiced died off. He took in her breathtaking eyes and was surprised to find them shining with what look liked tears. She looked up at the night sky and shook her head. Her hair brushed his cheek, and Jason felt his bones turn into water. He imagined wrapping his arms around her, and that caused his stomach to send a wave of infantry of butterflies throughout his body. He couldn't be this shallow, she was on the verge of tears and here he was trying to make a move on her.

"Jason, not about Camp Jupiter, or Gaea, or anything to do about this quest." she looked him square in the face, as a stray tear crept down her cheek. She wiped it away abruptly... and before she could speak in dawned on Jason that she was talking about them. It was as though someone had dumped a bucket of icy cold water on his head. Every bit of happiness was washed away by a tidal wave of guilt. She had been keen on starting a relationship these past eight months, and had come pretty close but he'd always been reluctant in doing so.
How stupid can I get? Jason thought to himself. He tried to say something but was interrupted by her shaken voice,

"I know, it's stupid... to ask you now, now that we're almost at the Camp. And I know I-I should've said something before but-" she took in a deep breath and spoke so softly Jason had to strain his ears just to hear her.

"It's like one moment were having the best time of our lives and the next moment you won't even look at me."

"Piper, it's not you. I promise... it's me.." this sounded like those sappy break up scenarios normal mundane teens went through. Before she could say anything he did his best to explain everything to her in order to make sure it didn't sound as though he hated her, but all he could manage was a frail,

"It's my memories, Piper.." she seemed to be wide awake now.

"What about them?" her voice was still soft but there was a hint of impatience that tangled within her words. Jason shook that off. Her hair continued to tickle Jason's face, and he could bear this no longer. He steered her to the side of the side of the ship and made sure he looked out at the city lights below him, rather than at Pipers eyes.

"When, Juno stole my memories, she left nothing there. Remember? But after the quest I started remembering things, names, flashes of battles. It all came like that... and I knew it was wrong to keep half of these things secrets. I should've shared everything with you guys... you especially." he tried saying this all slowly but his voice seemed to be a victim of fast forward and he rushed it all with out taking a breath. He had hoped she'd heard him, to avoid repeating himself and when she spoke he felt a tad bit of relief.

"What are you trying to say?" she spoke slowly as if he were incapable of comprehending her speech.

"I'm trying to tell you that I'm sorry for not telling you everything, and that I'm going to try and tell you now..." as Piper looked at him, holding on to his every word he knew he had to continue, she was anxious. Jason didn't hold back, he lead everything flow out of him without any time for regret.

"At Camp Jupiter, everything was compact. Everyone worked as a team, as soldiers, and there was such little time for games and activities like Camp-Half Blood. Everyone accepted me for who I was and it was probably the first time I didn't feel the pressure was all on my shoulders. I had friends, even though I had just met you guys. When I first came, I remembered nothing, though you remembered everything... and before you go off about the Mist, I'm going to be honest with you. Half the time, I wished it was real... at times I still do. I- I really do, but I can't cheat everyone like that. I just can't." Jason let out a sigh, right after he said all of this. He figured if he gave her time to ponder on his words she'd understand quicker.

"What do you mean by... cheat?" she said these words with sheer uncertainty about the answer. Jason continued again without thinking.

"I was praetor, a leader of the legion. People always came to me for help, I had to make life and death decisions on the spot..."

"Jason, you still are. Stop being so modest." she interrupted, she looked very anxious to hear whatever the rest he had to say. This was it.

"B-but, I wasn't alone. There were two of us."

"Oh..." Piper's faced was tangled between an expression as though she had been slapped but didn't know why.

"Me, and... a g-girl named Reyna. We were probably, what people would think of as the Annabeth and Percy at Camp Jupiter..." he nearly bit his tongue. Annabeth and Percy were a couple... him and Reyna weren't a couple... were they? Piper seemed to have been now, not only slapped but doused in icy cold water. He had to make re-assure her that he didn't know for sure.

"Except, we weren't a couple... at least I don't think we were."

"You don't think you were a couple?" Piper seemed to have lost all sort of being. She looked like a lost soul, incapable of showing any feeling expect nothing. Her voice didn't sound sad nor was it accusing... and to Jason's surprise, it didn't even sound like a question.

"Piper, I barely remember her, and even if we were... don't you think I should've remembered her?" he decided to leave the whole complication of when and how he remembered Reyna for Piper's sake.

"Well... I guess so." she seemed to shake off all of the fear that was plastered on her face and mask all of it's traces with an expression of serenity and patience. That was one of the many things he liked about Piper, she seemed to hold out onto any strand of hope put out in front of her, no matter how small.

"Piper, ever since the first day I actually met you, I've been certain with one thing. I don't want to lose you. At least, not like this. I just need to figure things out I promise. For the past eight months Piper, I've been wanting to make a move on you, but can't you tell that I just can't. I don't know what and more or less who is waiting for me back there. Especially Reyna. I can't cheat them like that, I can't cheat Reyna like that either. She was my best friend so could you at least let me just give them a chance..."

He sounded confident even though he knew she was determined to make something from nothing.

"Before we start anything serious...please?

Piper stared at him through new eyes, that didn't necessarily change her drastically, but there was belief within her eyes. She managed a small smile, "I won't give up you know."

Jason returned her smile, a tad bit forcefully, and let out a shaky laugh. "Not like I expected you to."

Piper smiled again, the tears welling in her eyes looking fresh from being patted on the back by the hand of rejectance. She stood there for a moment, until Jason decided to break the silence.

"You should get some sleep, we have a big day tomorrow." and she nodded at him and breathed a very inaudible Good Night as she drifted off back to her dorm, her hair billowing around her again.

Jason, felt himself in front of a whole crowd of anxious people. And when a voice, so familiar to him shot through his ear like a bullet just like the memories he got of... her. He looked up and his gaze followed a purple cape up to Her hair fell in gleaming oil black ringlets that decorated her stern face. Her eyes hardened like iron against her goddess like face, but Jason could tell that only he could decipher exactly what her stare meant, and at this moment Reyna's eyes were screaming for him.

The face the sent Jason's heart to send waves of infantry of butterflies through every vein of is body. Her purple cape draped at her side, and no one else was there. And so he spoke, totally unaware of his surroundings,

"It's nice to be back home Reyna, back home."

OKAY NOW THAT WE ARE DONE WITH INTROMADUCTIONS,

I PROMISE SERIOUS SHIZ WILL GO DOWN!
Hope you liked it, and I know it took forever to upload... cause it took me forever to write! Please review, review, review... because

REVIEWS=LOVE

.\\ I really appreciate you all, so if you could read the next little bit because I really need support. /.

I am also brainstorming ideas for an Avataar the Last Airbender fanfiction, with my own characters.
It's about two children... (YES CHILDREN!) whose families were killed during the uprising of the Fire Nation... these kids don't know their names so they make up random names for each other,

Since the little girl has three scars on her face (from a tiger), bushy black hair, brown skin and weird green eyes the boy calls her Jungle/Jung. and the boy is called Beach/B because his eyes are the colour of the sea, his hair the color of wet sand, his skin the colour of the norm sand. They go on a quest to avenge their families death etc, etc.

Don't wanna give too much~ but they look for the Aang and umm. It was originnally supposed to be a love story, (~no avataar tingz at that point). Something I thought up of, as the hype of vampiric love stories was becoming a trend i figured none of these stories are actually describing love? They're always just about a quiet girl, in a quiet neighborhood, some immortal dude comes, he's weird and hot, the girl has weird and herpaderp friends, so she meets him and they fall in love all of a sudden. It was supposed to be about two best friends who knew each other for like forever, and finally fell in love, LIKE NORMAL.

So, I decided to weave that idea into another. c:

~now...vv
What title sounds better?

This, this is love.

Jung&B.

Unravelling

Earthen Flames.

Eyes of the Innocent.

COMMENT AND REVIEW/ tell me which title is nicer. :3

Kay I'm done.

#loveyouallsomuch.