You would think that Jason would become more comfortable around Destiny after the 'incident' of trying to act like a normal man, but you couldn't be more farther from the truth. Jason never took off his mask after that and acted as if that frozen moment in time never happened, much to Destiny's dismay. She liked the idea of Jason having the confidence to show her something so personal to her as many times as she would allow, but he never took the mask off, not even when Destiny politely asked him to do so. Instead his ears would spark red and he would find some reason or another to look away, and in every case he would place his first finger and thumb against one of the thick edges of said mask, as if in a mental reassurance that it's still there. And Destiny would respond by sighing softly to herself and then reassuring Jason that it's okay and that she understood, which would always cause Jason to cast her a thankful look.

Weeks passed since the incident of almost losing Destiny, and it seemed as if Jason's emotions were attacking him in so many random directions in so many random times that it was almost as physically exhausting as it was mentally tiring, both for Destiny and Jason. Such emotions caused Jason to be cautious and loving, like shown in the situation below, about two weeks since the incident occurred:

Destiny took in a deep breath, the thick, yellow center of one particular daisy buried against her button nose. She giggled as the scent flew up to her senses and as several petals flew inward to tickle her cheeks. She lowered the flower to her lap so she could feel those delicate petals against her fingertips as her bare feet swept across the cool water of the lake just barely, sending tiny chills up her legs and to her spine. Moments like these, although she was alone, made her feel like her life before this was such a bore. And it was. What was so special about living in a big mansion with hundreds of butlers and maids? She smiled to herself as she stroked the stem slowly before casting the flower into the lake below her. Things were so simple here. So quiet and soothing. Now she didn't care if her parents were looking for her or not. She was happy right here without them.

Destiny sighed softly and looked over her shoulder to see Jason standing there behind her on the dock. She smiled at him softly. She had gotten used to him sneaking up out of nowhere by now, so it didn't scare her anymore.

"Hi, Jason! Where were you? I-I was waiting…" Jason looked at her apologetically walked toward her, finally sitting down beside her. He pulled out his halfway-done notepad and started writing.

"One of the bear traps went off."

"O-oh…was there anything in it, or…?"

"Nothing."

"Huh…why does that happen, do you think? Maybe some animals are too fast for them!" Destiny giggled. She could see Jason's eye soften and he nodded slightly before looking out into the water. Destiny fell silent and watched it with him, swinging her legs back and forth over the dock. She watched the fish in the lake swimming about, occasionally floating to the surface to try and nip at Destiny's toes. Destiny would pull away at the last minute and giggle at them teasingly.

"H-hey, Jason?" He looked over his shoulder at her to show that he was listening. "Do you think we could have fish tonight?" Jason finally turned his torso to look at her with a frown before turning down to write.

"How?" Destiny bit her lip, feeling conflicted, then turned her head back to the lake.

"I-I know you don't like the idea of going into the water…so I'll go in!" She turned to Jason with a grin. "I-I can catch them!" Jason's queue to give her a dumbfounded and skeptical stare through one eye was top-notch.

"And how to you plan to do that?" Destiny blushed and looked down slowly.

"I-It can't be THAT hard…I-I mean…I-I might as well try…wh-what's the point if I don't try…?" She trailed off for a second, falling silent. "…B-but!" She added quickly, turning back to look up at him. "I-I'm also tired of just eating meat all the time…n-not to say it doesn't taste good! I-I mean…i-it's tasty, but…I-I'm in the mood to try new things all of a sudden…I-I mean, I-I'm trying something new just being here with you, aren't I? A-and…o-once I did…I-I found out…" She looked back down at her lap this time, her face going redder. "…I-I found out that I-I like it…" She shook her head slightly and looked back up at him. "A-and since I tried something new…I-I might as well try more new things too, right? N-no matter how strange it seems, I-I wanna try new things! L-like…c-catching fish!" She smiled up at him again, but it was soon erased when she saw Jason's expression. His eye held a strong look in it, but for the life of her, Destiny couldn't figure out what it was. He slowly raised his right arm, still staring at her.

"J-Jason? A-are you okay, what's wrong?" she asked, glancing between his arm and his face. This caused Jason to look away and she could detect his ears slightly reddening. He was acting hesitant, but he eventually grabbed Destiny's shoulder, gently, and pulled her against his side, securing is arm there. Destiny gasped softly in shock and blushed harder, looking up at him. He was still looking away, but he slowly glanced down at her, as if almost asking if his gesture was alright. Destiny smiled up at him shyly.

"I-it's okay, Jason. I-I like this…" Jason's eye softened once more and he patted her head gently with the same hand before showing her his notepad.

"I'm glad you want to try new things, Destiny. But I can't see you catching fish." Destiny giggled and looked up at him.

"I-It can't be that tough…I-I mean, I've seen girls do it all the time on TV…h-how hard can it be?"

It was that day that Destiny taught Jason how to fish. Since she didn't really have the guts to bait a hook with worms, she settled on colorful lures instead, which only broadened Jason's overall interest. They spent the rest of the day trying to catch fish, only to catch about three. Destiny then spent the other half of the day trying to figure out exactly how to clean it and cook it while Jason looked on with interest.

As said before, Jason's emotions were on wildfire since the incident, but the scene above was only one side of Jason's emotions. The other side shows a more dark, and possessive side, as shown below. This happened a few days after the scene above.

Destiny's back was pressed against the base of a tree, a book open in her lap, softly reading the words aloud while Jason sat against the opposite side of the same tree, listening. This was a completely normal scene for them now. Destiny read to Jason every chance she got, just because she loved to read things to him and because Jason loved to hear her voice. This time she was reading a thickly-laced murder story about a closely-knit couple on vacation. Destiny didn't remember getting the book, so she was slightly worried about reading it, but Jason was interested in the story so she decided to abide to his wishes. At the moment she was reading a scene where the wife is being attacked by a murderer. The moment she scene started, her voice started to tremble out of fear. She hated reading scary things, and reading one aloud was even worse. Tears started to form in her eyes. She wished she could stop reading or at least for the scene to stop, but it was relentless in both length and details. The scene dragged on and on, taking up several pages until it was simply too much to bear. She closed the book, set it down beside her and hugged her arms tightly, bringing her knees to her chest.

"I-I'm sorry, J-Jason…I-I just can't read a-anymore…I-It's just…I-I don't like r-reading it…" she wiped the preparing tears from her eyes and sighed, breathing carefully in order to calm herself down.

"I-I'm sorry I-I had to stop, Jason…I-I know you wanted me t-to read it…i-it's just…th-things like that…th-they're so scary t-to me, a-and reading about them j-just makes it worse…" She could hear Jason getting to his feet and she watched as he came up in front of her, staring down at her.

"J-Jason? I-If you want me to keep reading it, I will, b-but…" she trailed off slightly, and she slowly reached for the book only for Jason to grab her by the arm, freezing her efforts. His breathing seemed deeper then usual, which sparked a sudden fear in Destiny. Was reading this story bringing back his natural bloodlust? Her breath sucked into her throat, enabling her ability to breathe, but soon her fears subsided and were replaced by insane blushing when Jason quickly scooped her up by her back and legs, swiftly turning to go inside the house. Destiny could only let out tiny stutters and whimpers as Jason brought them into her room and lied her down on the bed. She quickly scrambled to get up, only to be pushed back down again rather roughly and held down until Jason placed himself beside her, finally grabbing her middle and holding her close to him, pressing his hard mask into her hair. Destiny's face was crammed into his chest, her breathing now labored as her face radiated heat off every angle of the small enclosed area she was given to breathe. She could feel Jason's own hard breathing through his chest and her own hair, his hot breath running down her neck. He was holding her in such a hard grip, yet not hard enough to hurt her. It was just enough for her to feel somewhat comfortable.

Moments like these came by every once in a while, and still Destiny didn't know how to pursue it. Why did Jason act this way? Why would he make them suddenly stop what they were doing just so he could take her up to her room and just hold her like this? Was he worried she would leave him again? She made it clear that she wouldn't anymore several times, and yet it didn't seem to reassure him at all. But Destiny was relentless. She wouldn't stop telling him until he understood.

"J-Jason…I-I've told you before…" she mumbled softly, trying to pull out of the overheated space given to her to look at him. "I-I'm not going t-to run away anymore. I-I'm staying here…w-with you." Jason's breathing only went deeper and he pressed his hand into her hair, pressing her gently back to him. He stroked her hair gently, but wouldn't relent on holding her as close as he possibly could.

Even though Destiny couldn't see his face, there was only one thing you could read off of it:

'She's mine…all mine…my girl…my angel…'

These two situations happened rather frequently within the next couple of weeks. One day Jason wouldn't let Destiny out of his sight and refuse to let her go anywhere else but in his arms and another he would watch her carry on herself, his eye as soft as a father's. His battling emotions raged within him almost every day. Even now he was unsure how to handle them. Urges would surge through him, both good-boy-ish and bad-boy-ish. He didn't know how to take it all. He had also noticed that less and less teenagers were coming to his campsite. The only reason he could think of was that the missing people scared them straight. It only made his situation better for him, though. He wasn't sure if he could handle killing teenagers along with these feelings he was having. He never wanted t leave Destiny alone anymore. He didn't even like making his morning, afternoon and nighttime rounds anymore. All he wanted was to be near her, watching her, holding her…and even possibly…

That day, she wore that dress. Jason's bad-boy-ish urges sprung free.

That day, she was cooking a classic meal; steak, mashed potatoes and peas. Jason's good-boy-ish urges warmed his body.

That day, she had talked about how she had seen a boy staring down every girl in the grocery store while she was there. Jason's bloodlust crashed through that warmth.

That day, she placed her hand on his tightening fist and told him that she would read whatever he wanted to him while holding her in his arms. The warmth relaxed his tensed muscles.

That night, she had her back to him, working on that meal, wearing that dress, right after letting him hold her in his arms while reading a book he picked out.

That night, he had walked up to her from behind, swiftly turned her around, watched the dress swirl about her frame with soft, darkened eyes, pulled off his mask…

…And kissed her.

END CHAPTAH!

Once again…I'm so sorry for not posting sooner. Things have been getting kinda rough over here. Hopefully things will even out soon…

…Jason kissed her. He. Kissed. Her…yeah, I'mma let you guys chew on that for a bit. *Wink*

I hope this was worth the wait. It took me quite a bit to write it. But I'm pretty impressed with it. I hope you guys are, too.

To answer Sam0728's question, which is which movie this Jason is based off of, he is based off the only Jason I know and love; the Freddy vs. Jason…Jason. I know they never show his face in the movie, but that was kinda my feel of what he would possibly look like if his mask was off. I hope it wasn't too…like…impossible to think. It was honestly what I thought he would look like in that movie. Also…I just love that Jason! LOVE THAT JACKET!

I'm really touched by everybody's comments! Some readers in particular from last chapter's reviews being Sam0728, SakuraPheonix13, EmilyEverlasting, Guest (Whoever you are, I really appreciate the review even if you're not a member!), StrangeWhiteCat, 2SummerSolstice9 and Grimmylover101. You guys are the ones that inspire me to keep writing! Thank you so much for the reviews and I want to thank everyone else for them as well! Let me know what you think of this one, too!

-NikoRu Rene