Sorry! Been super busy and was stuck on writing a chapter for one of my other stories. It isn't a very long chapter but it's a chapter.

IMPORTANT QUESTION: Who do you ship Thalia with? Put your answer in your review.

NOT AS IMPORTANT QUESTION BUT ANSWER IT ANYWAY: I heard that you can tell a writers age by their writing, how old do you think I am?

On with the story now: Disclaimer: I don't own the series. If I did Liper would be cannon.


Piper's POV

This is it. The point of no return.

Many times I almost talked myself out of it. But here I was standing at his front door, trying to build up the courage to ring the bell.

It really shouldn't be this hard, I wanted to see Jason! I had no idea why I couldn't just… actually, I knew exactly why. While I really wanted to see Jason, I REALLY didn't want to see him with Mrs. Soon-to-be.

However, I knew I couldn't avoid Ms. Whatever-her-last-name-is. After all, I was going to be attending her wedding. Besides, if I wanted our roles in the wedding to be switched by the end of the month I had to scope out who I was up against!

With that shoddy reasoning, I plucked out my chicken feathers, and… I would have liked to say I knocked on the door…but that's not what happened.

I didn't run or anything! I did knock! It just so happened I knocked on a chest instead of the door. I only had to tilt my head slightly to lock eyes with definitely-not-Jason.

The man standing in front of me seemed to be only about 5' 7", which was in general short for a guy. But I wasn't really in a position to talk about shortness considering my 5' 4" stature. He looked Hispanic, but his elf-like ears kind of made me unsure. His brown eyes were set in a lazy glare as he looked at me, while his lips twisted to make something that looked like a combination of a scowl and a frown.

"Um… hello. Is this Jason's house?" I asked, trying to keep my nerves from affecting my voice.

"That depends. Who's asking?" A look of boredom etched into his face as if he had been asking me the same question every day for the past 2 years; and for whatever reason I hadn't answered yet.

"Well, my name is Piper; and I'm here to see Jason for the wedding." As soon as I finished, the door had been promptly slammed in my face.

'Wait a minute! Did he just…!'

I angrily pressed the bell again. And again. And again. And again. And again…until finally:

"LOOK LADY! I'M SORRY, BUT JASON IS GETTING MARRIED AT THE END OF THIS MONTH! FIND ANOTHER GUY!" With that quick outburst, the curly haired man proceeded to slam the door in my face….again.

With a huff, I plopped down on the doorstep.

'Maybe this isn't his house? No. It's gotta be, I followed the GPS right. Even if it wasn't his house, this guy clearly knows Jason.'

I looked back at the plum colored door that had been slammed in my face twice.

'Is it really worth another shot? I could try again later. But how much later would later be? I needed to be there today. RIGHT NOW if possible.'

With new found determination and a crazy plan in my head, I stood up and knocked on the door once more. This time with more moxie.

I had already decided that no oversized elf was going to stand in between me and MY future husband!

As I heard angrily placed footsteps walk towards the door again I positioned myself. The minute I saw the door crack open, I lurched forward pushing all my weight onto the door, forcing my way through the entrance, falling on top of the surprised, and now pancaked, elf-boy.

"Get off of me. Now." The black-haired man's voice was scarily calm. And while I didn't exactly want to stay there sprawled on top of him; I could see the almost murderous look in his eyes, and I was sure that if I got up, he would shove me out the door again and he wouldn't look back. I was just glad he had the decency to not push me off.

"Look, I'm sorry, but I'm not getting up until you listen to me!" I put a little bit of pleading into my voice. He didn't reply but his face did soften! Albeit only a little.

"I swear on my life that I'm on Jason's guest list for the wedding. Look it up, my name is Piper McLean." With that I hoisted myself up, offering out a hand to pull the still-unnamed-man up.

The short-ish man took my hand hesitantly, a look of confusion planted on his face, his eyes full of skepticism.

'Did he not believe me?'

What he said next though rocked my socks off, and made me do a double take.

"Beauty Queen?" A small smile broke out on his face as he took in my flabbergasted expression.

I hadn't been called Beauty Queen since I was 15. And only 1 person ever called me that.

"Repair Boy?" 'Leo Valdez?'

My old friend gave me one of his famous lopsided smiles, and pulled me into a hug. I was still so shocked, I almost forgot to hug back! But when I remembered, I squeezed him so hard I was slightly surprised I hadn't broken him in half yet.

When we pulled apart, I couldn't help but think it was too soon! I could've kissed him, then slap him and interrogate him on where he's been for the past 6 years! And I might have!

But then, the person who I had originally set out to see, come out from what I suppose would be the living room.

"Have you got rid of her yet Leo…Piper?" His blue eyes were filled with a little confusion, but he was smiling.

The air in my lungs disappeared and my throat dried up. Giving Leo a quick glance, I turned away from the brown-eyed Latino and fully faced the man that fate had made it difficult to love. With my voice just barely above a whisper I spoke his name to him, for the first time in a long time. "Jason."


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