Destiny yawned and stretched her arms over her head, relishing the stretch and keeping her mind blank to savor the moment. She had just awoken from a rather strange dream of a boy band she hardly knew. She didn't want to ask questions, even to herself, so she took that moment while she was stretching to rid it from her mind. Doing so made her vulnerable enough for Jason to creep up in front of her and jab his fingers gently against her sides. The sudden jolt of nerves attacking her body caused her to squeal and pounce back on the bed, gasping and giggling. She finally noticed Jason there, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

"J-Jason! C-C'mon, that was a nice stretch…" she whined, still laughing and sitting criss-cross on the bed. Jason shrugged and gave her a 'like-I-care-you-shouldn't-have-made-yourself-vulnerable' look before reaching over to pat her head. Destiny blushed lightly and giggled up at him while his fingers knotted slightly into her messy hair.

"Y-you're so mean to me, you know that?" she asked as he pulled away and wander around the room. Jason turned to her and nodded, then pulled out his notepad, which was almost completely scribbled on.

"Well, of course I am. I'm a serial killer." A small wave of fear shook through Destiny's body, but she knew not to take it too seriously. He may have been a killer, but that didn't mean he would kill her…

"B-but you'd never think of killing ME…"

…Right?

"R-right?"

Jason looked back at her quickly. He had been looking at the tiny closet that Destiny kept her clothes in. After the destruction of her own room, Jason let her use his own room while he asked mother if he could use her room. After some remembrance of why the destruction of the room happened in the first place, resulting in a slightly fuming Jason, she allowed it.

Jason walked back to the edge of the bed, stared at Destiny gently and wrote something down on his notepad.

"I would never kill you, Destiny. Ever. You mean too much to me. Way too much." Destiny blushed as she read, feeling warmth spread through her body. She always felt so loved when he wrote things like that. It made her feel like she was special to him, even though she knew she was already. Jason gently stroked her cheek, bringing her back to reality and causing her face to deepen in red. Jason chuckled slightly at this, which caused her to try and look away from him, embarrassed. Jason only guided her face back to his and patted her head reassuringly again before standing up and returning to exploring the closet. Destiny shook out of her daze and watched him, feeling confused.

"J-Jason, what are you doing?" she asked. He never really looked around at her things before unless she offered him to, but that was only with things like her toiletries and books. He never took the time to look at her clothes. Jason glanced back at her and tilted his head slightly, as if asking if this wasn't allowed.

"Y-you can look, if you want. It's just…you've never looked at my clothes before." She said. Jason simply shrugged and looked back, making her roll her eyes and grin. He could be such a GUY sometimes.

Suddenly Jason started to rummage a bit, causing Destiny to look at him. What was he up to now? She was soon answered when she saw him pull out a dress that she had never worn before. It was a simple enough dress. It was a white, short-sleeved dress with a small, dark blue floral pattern sewn on it. The fabric was cotton and slightly worn and rough, as if it had been worn many times. The ties in the back resembled a corset and it seemed to drop at Destiny's knees. The sight of it reminded Destiny of how she found it. She herself was rummaging through her mother's closet a few days prior to the Camp Crystal Lake trip in search of a skirt that she had ordered her to find, seeing that all the butlers and maids were busy with other doings. She found and fell in love with the dress and decided to bring it along on her trip, seeing herself donning it while curling up against the base of a tree with a book, enjoying the serene view of the lake.

Destiny tilted her head slightly, watching Jason look it over. "What is it?" Jason looked back at her and slowly held out the dress, a somewhat strange look in his eye.

"Y-you want me to wear it?" she asked, pointing at it. Jason quickly nodded and his eye creased slightly, as if smiling. Destiny blushed and stood up, making her way to him.

"W-why do you want me to wear it?" she asked, stroking the strings in the back, which were made of the same material and pattern. Jason's smile left his face and he handed her the dress so he could pull out his notepad.

"i think it look nice on you" He scribbled somewhat quickly, forgetting to add 'would' to the sentence. Destiny had come to notice that Jason was a bright man given his appearance and demeanor, and reading books to him only helped his punctuation while writing to her, but whenever he seemed nervous, he would miss a word or punctuation, as if trying to get out what he wanted to say and fast. Noticing that only make Jason seem more human to her and not just a killing machine. And it usually made her smile. This time Destiny giggled and felt her face flush lightly.

"O-okay, Jason…i-if you insist…" she could only laugh harder when she saw Jason's eye brighten slightly in happiness. Destiny then took the time to gather her toiletries and the dress before making her way to the shower stalls, Jason walking behind her. When she came out, the dress swishing with every step she made, Jason's eye widened. The dress hugged her body decently well, finally presenting the gentle hourglass figure she rarely showed. Destiny twirled around and giggled, feeling the dress follow her almost eagerly.

"So? What do you think?" she asked, turning to look up at him. Jason hadn't moved from his spot, but he was indeed watching her. His eye was somewhat darkened in a way Destiny couldn't understand, but it sent a shiver of fear down her spine. She was taken aback at this. Didn't Jason want her to wear the dress? Why would he act so strangely? Did he not approve of it? Destiny quickly started to back away into the stall again, ready as ever to change back into her nightclothes, but Jason was one step ahead. He had noticed her backing away and instantly moved toward her, securing a large hand on her arm gently and stopping her movements immediately. Destiny gasped and stared up at him in shock.

"J-Jason…?" she began, only for Jason to give her a warm look, the darkness disappearing, and he patted her head gently.

'She's so precious…'

Destiny fished out a thick, yellowed, leather-bound book from her pile in the corner of her room and sat back down on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. She lifted the heavy cover and began flipping through the pages, her mind racing. She had found the book while she was chatting with the cooks and bakers in the kitchen. One of the more minor chefs was reading from the same book she was looking over and deemed it useless. She was ready to throw it away only for Destiny to stop her and ask for it herself. The chef was more than happy to give it away.

Jason stepped into the room, looking around quickly as if wondering where Destiny had gone off to. Destiny looked up from the book and smiled softly.

"H-hi, Jason. What are you up to?" she asked, playing with the edge of one of the pages. Jason seemed to relax at her presence and made his way to her. He was about to pull out his notepad to respond, only to notice the large book on her lap. Jason tilted his head in wonder and looked at her curiously, pointing down at it. Destiny watched his finger and glanced down at the book before smiling again.

"I'm trying to figure out what to make for dinner tonight. I-I've always wanted to make a traditional home-cooked meal. A-all the dinners I've had at home were always elaborate and expensive-looking…it felt so unnecessary to me." She said gently, not trying to sound pompous or snotty. "S-so I decided to try and make one of those meals you see in an old-fashioned home. I-I'm sure there's one I can make in this book…" her eyes quickly gazed back down, flipping through more pages. "Perhaps this one will do…" she pressed two fingers against the title, then bookmarked the page with her thumb and stood up, smiling at Jason. Jason was watching her gently, his eye soft. Destiny blushed and made her way down to the kitchen, Jason following. When they reached the kitchen, Destiny started searching through the cupboards, pulling out random ingredients while running a finger down the lines of the book. Jason watched her, utterly fascinated. She was moving with such efficiency and determination that it somewhat stunned Jason, but Destiny wasn't paying too much attention to him. Her mind was reeling over exactly what she needed and how much she needed. She quickly yanked out a small notepad and pen and hurriedly began to scribble down measures and lists of ingredients she was missing. She didn't know it would take so much to make steak, mashed potatoes and peas. A sudden tap to her shoulder caused her to squeal and swerve to face whatever poked her. Jason held his notepad out to her.

"I'm going to do my rounds. Will you be okay here on your own?" He always asked her that, so nowadays it just made Destiny's eyes roll and smile.

"I'll be fine, Jason. You go on, okay? I'll be right here waiting!" she giggled as Jason chuckled and patted her head as a goodbye before leaving the house. Destiny quickly went back to her list, and suddenly felt a hard feeling sweep through her. She gasped and looked up, watching Jason striding about slowly, almost menacingly around the campsite, looking through the closest bear traps and then making his way toward the cabins. The feeling didn't relent as she went back to her list, and she couldn't stop smiling to herself.

She felt like a stay-at-home wife while her husband was off to work.

'She's so lovely…'

Destiny had pulled out her keys by the time Jason made his way back. She now had a full list of things she needed for tonight's dinner. She knew that Jason wasn't fond of her leaving abruptly like this, but she had no choice, really. Unless Jason wanted unseasoned steak and no peas. No, that wouldn't do at all.

Jason watched as she made her way up to him. He had that warning look in his eye, as if saying 'What do you think you're doing exactly?' Destiny sighed and looked at him gently, trying not to sound unreasonable in any way.

"Jason, if I wanna make this meal, I-I have to go to the store. You don't want a crappy meal, do you?" Jason frowned and scribbled on his notepad.

"I could care less if it's crappy. I don't want you leaving." Destiny frowned and sighed.

"I'm glad that my efforts mean something to you…" she muttered before giving him a stern glare and making her way toward the door. To her surprise, Jason let her, but not before shooting her a rough, mean look. Destiny flinched and stopped in her tracks before trying to stand her ground.

"J-Jason, this is the first time I'm going to try making dinner like this, like an old-fashioned couple, and I want it to be perfect. I-I don't care if you care, b-but I do, okay? I-I want it to be exactly what I picture it, a-and…" Destiny swallowed hard before finishing in a slightly louder voice. "A-and you can't stop me!" And with a hard look in her eye, her own body shaking, she turned on her feet and marched to the car. She didn't dare turn back, petrified that she had just written out her will. She could still feel Jason's hard look stabbing her in the back of the head, but she just kept moving, trying to seem almost proud of standing up to him. By the time she did get to the car, Jason was right behind her, causing her to scream and back away, but before she could do anything, Jason pulled out his notepad.

"I'm sorry, Destiny. I didn't mean to sound like I didn't care about what you made. I just don't want you to leave. I don't want you to get hurt." Destiny read slowly and her eyes softened, feeling somewhat relieved. He wasn't in his possessive mood right now, which meant that he wasn't there to stop her. He would let her go.

"I-I know, Jason…b-but, there isn't much that I need to buy. Just a few small things, and then I'll come back home, o-okay?" she said softly, watching his expression. He seemed almost sad that she was leaving, but seemed to brighten up a little when she said she had few things to look for. Jason nodded slowly and raised a hand to cup her cheek. Destiny blushed deeply and flinched away on instinct, only for Jason to slowly bring her back closer with his hand on her hip. Destiny blushed more deeply and swallowed softly, feeling her body shaking once more. Jason was giving her a soft look and he slowly stroked her cheek, holding her firmly in place with his other hand on her hip.

"I-I…J-Jason, I…" she stuttered softly, slowly melting into incomprehensible stutters and jumbles of words as Jason slowly swallowed as well, his ears suddenly sparking a dark red. Slowly, and very hesitantly, Jason leaned up. Destiny could feel Jason's hand trembling on her cheek.

A sudden tap of hard, rough plastic on soft, reddened skin made both Jason and Destiny flinch.

Destiny gasped as the sudden force on her forehead caused her to furrow her brow on instinct. Jason quickly pulled his head back, his eye seeming to search over her face for her reaction. But Destiny didn't know how to react to this. What did he just do? Try to…kiss her forehead? No, that would be too good to be true…right?

Jason's ears darkened in color before tensing and letting her go. Destiny flinched again from the lack of contact holding her up and jumped once more when Jason gently pushed her toward the car, as if telling her that she should leave. Destiny stumbled and fiddled for the door to keep herself up, her heart thumping and her eyes glazing. She found a good grip on the handle and turned to talk to Jason only for him to be completely out of sight. Destiny looked around, stunned, and leaned against the door fore a second before noticing the torn piece of notepaper on the ground next to her feet. She picked it up slowly.

"You've changed a lot, Destiny. A month or so ago you would have never stood up to me like that. I'm not sure if I like it or not, but I'm proud of you."

'I'm so stupid…I'm sure I scared her…

…But God that felt so good…'

Destiny's eyes flitted through the shelves, selecting the items that she needed in order to make the meal, but she didn't noticed that she picked an extra of everything she was picking. She may have been there, but her mind was somewhere else. It was still with Jason, still in the moment when he kissed her forehead. Her face was still flushed as the memory stilled in her mind. Sure, it may not have been a real kiss, but it was as close as she could get…and she loved it.

Destiny smiled to herself softly. Perhaps he did like her…

"My God, did he look at you, too?"

"Ugh, yeah! God, it's like he's never seen a chick before!"

"He's doing that to all the girls here, isn't he?"

"It sure looks like it…man-whore…"

Destiny flinched as she heard the conversation and turned to see two rather beautiful older women standing together, leering at the cashier as if he was just tried for murder. Destiny shyly made her way to them and cleared her throat. Over the time of her going to stores on her own, she had grown more accustom to talking to people and speaking to them first. It still took a lot to do so, but she felt more inclined to try now more then any other time she could think.

"E-excuse me," she said softly, causing the two women to look down at her. "M-may I ask what it is you're talking about?" One of the women bit her lip and she hastily pointed at the cashier.

"Do you see him, love?" she asked. Destiny nodded slowly. "He's been known to be a real relationship-killer around these parts. You see? He's watching every girl who comes into the store." Just at that moment, a young girl holding a younger boy's hand walked into the store. Almost at an instant, the young man glued his eyes to the girl, who looked to be around sixteen or so. He winked at the girl as she glanced at him, and she only rolled her eyes and marched off, dragging the boy with her.

"He does that to every single girl he sees, then tries to flirt with them when they're ready to pay." The other woman glanced down at Destiny, who was blushing profusely and trembling slightly on the spot.

"If I were you, honey, I would drop your stuff and leave. He might eat you up!" With that, the two women snickered at one another before leaving her be. Destiny shivered as she watched the cashier's gaze hit another woman's behind, smirking under his breath. What a bad time to go to the store when the horny cashier is at the counter…it was times like these she wished that Jason could go out in public without being judged. But she had to get home soon. It took longer to get here then usual, and almost buying extra items didn't help time move faster either. She didn't want to get Jason upset.

Hesitantly, she made her way up to the cashier, her heart pounding out of her chest. The last thing in the world she needed was some strange man trying to hit on her. It had been a strange enough summer already…

"Well, hello there, cutie," the man said softly, his eyes instantly dragging down as much of Destiny as he was allowed to see. "And how are we doing on this fine, hot day?" Destiny's face flamed up to the roots of her hair as she looked away from him, quickly shoving as many items onto the small belt as she could. She didn't want this man watching her like that. It made her feel…dirty.

"Hmm? Don't you talk, Honey?" he said, leaning over to brush his hand against her arm as he picked up one of her items. "Or are you too enamored by my flirting that you want me to take you on this counter right now?" Destiny gasped and went a possible darker red, feeling tears sprout from her eyes. She slowly started to back away from the cashier, feeling her body tremble.

"Ooh…I like the way you move, Darlin'…the way you're quivering for me already…" the cashier smirked and flicked his head sideways to lazily brush his long hair back. "Need wait no more, babe…" The cashier chuckled and slowly started making his way out of the counter.

"HEY! What the HELL is wrong with you?!"

The loud, gruff voice made both the cashier and Destiny jump and turn to meet whoever caused it. A rather burly, tall man was standing behind Destiny, strong brown eyes glaring the cashier down. He was wearing a baseball cap that shielded most of his graying hair, and a thick beard covered most of his face. He donned a red plaid shirt and sports vest with a simple pair of jeans and sneakers. Destiny stared up at him in awe, while the cashier stared at him in fear.

"You're lucky I don't report you to he manager, you horny little prick! You better get your act together or I'll kick your sorry ass myself! Now do your job and do it right!" the man roared, cracking his knuckles dangerously at the cashier. The cashier whimpered and nodded weakly before quickly scanning all the items on Destiny's belt. Destiny looked up at the man, her eyes wide.

"I-I…t-thank you!" she said, squeaking slightly. The man looked down at her and have her an awkward smile.

"Don't mention it, kid," he mumbled, roughly patting her shoulder. "He shouldn't be treatin' you like that…" Destiny nodded slowly and hesitantly accepted her items all the while the man glaring daggers at the boy. They both exited the shop and the man made his way toward a commercial truck.

"Will you be okay, kid?" he asked.

"U-uh huh…thank you again!" Destiny cried, smiling shyly. The man chuckled softly and gave a wave before climbing into his truck.

'She better be okay over there...'

When Destiny returned, she knew she had to tell Jason what happened. She knew she wouldn't be able to keep it a secret forever, as much as she wanted to. She sighed as she stepped out of the car. Jason was walking toward her right now.

"H-hi, Jason!" She smiled weakly at him before pulling out the few plastic bags that she had. Almost instantly Jason's hand grabbed her arm and pulled her back to face him, giving her a hard look. He could tell almost immediately when things were wrong. How did he learn human expressions so well? Destiny sighed once more and bit her lip.

"J-Jason…today, while I was shopping…th-the cashier was staring at every girl who came in-" Jason's hand went around her arm tighter on instinct, growling deeply in his throat. Destiny gasped from the pain and he quickly let go only to ball his hands into fists.

"H-He…he tried to fl-flirt with me-b-but he did that with ev-every girl who came in! I-It wasn't just me!" she explained quickly, seeing the intense rage forming in Jason's eye. "A-and a man told him off f-for me, so he l-left me alone after that!" she said hopefully, trying to steer Jason's anger away, but only to see Jason's eye spark with only more anger at the fact another man talked to her. Destiny shivered at his gaze and felt fear course through her veins. Even if Jason wasn't mad at her, he was petrifying when he was mad.

Destiny walked closer to him and took his large fist in both her hands. She gently uncurled his fingers and squeezed them, causing Jason to flinch and look down at her. Destiny blushed and smiled shyly.

"J-Jason…p-please don't be upset…I-I hate seeing you mad…y-you know it scares me…I-I want today to be nice, so let's just forget about it, please? I-I'm okay, and nothing happened to me…w-would it make you feel better if we read a book? Y-you…" Destiny blushed deeper at the thought, but felt daring. "Y-you…c-can hold me i-if you want…" Jason stared down at her, his eye wide. All rage seemed to have disappeared for the time being. Destiny could feel his muscles slowly relaxing in her hand, and he slowly nodded. Destiny smiled and pulled out the rest of the bags before making her way back to the house. It took Jason a few seconds to follow her.

'She's such an angel…'

And here she was now, her lips pressed against hard, cracked lips, her waist being gripped in two large hands and her heart leaping into her throat.

Jason Voorhees was kissing her.

Destiny was sure her face resembled a beet at this point, and frankly she had NO idea what to do. She had never, EVER kissed someone before. Not even her parents. At the most they just kissed her on the head, if anything. How did JASON know how to kiss for that matter? Had he ever kissed someone? She could feel the pressure of his lips becoming more and more strong, as if he was trying to devour her. One hand eventually had to grab the back of her head to hold her in place. The strength of it was hurting Destiny's neck and lips tremendously. Destiny slowly tried to follow suit and hesitantly began to kiss back, her hands tangling with one another's against her chest, but almost instantly afterwards Jason pulled back, almost gasping and tensing completely before hurriedly trying to yank his mask back on. Destiny was in a state of shock, unable to move her own body. Jason, a man that she had fallen completely in love with, just kissed her. This was not to be taken lightly, especially for her.

Jason's body was quickly back on hers the minute the mask was back on, securing a hand around her back and another on her cheek, his forehead pressed gently against hers, breathing deeply and roughly. She could feel the heat emitting off his body, and that was about it. The minute he kissed her, her eyes clamped shut. Lord knew how long it would take for her to open them again, especially in front of him.

Jason's hand went from her cheek to her hair, stroking it slowly and gently and keeping her as close as possible. Tears started to prick Destiny's eyes. Was this too good to be real? Or was this actually happening? Jason trembled slightly as he held her, and he eventually pulled back. She could feel his eyes watching her. He wanted her to look back. But she couldn't. She knew she couldn't. She would never be able to open her eyes aga-

A sudden spark of nerves hit Destiny's sides as Jason tickled them, causing her eyes to sprint open. She could tell it was an act of desperation, because the minute her eyes opened, Jason stopped and placed his hand where they held her before.

Destiny never felt so hot in her life. She felt like she was going to burn Jason's hands if he held her like this for too long. She stared up at him, confused and yet euphoric. It was the best thing she ever felt, and yet she couldn't understand. Why? Why…

'Why did he kiss me?'

It was at that moment when the sounds of a radio slowly made its way into the once quiet campground. Destiny gasped in fear while Jason growled deeply in utter annoyance. But his gentle holding didn't relent. Instead, he turned to gaze at her almost tenderly before writing something hurriedly on his notepad and placing it in her hands before unsheathing his machete and carefully stepping out the door. Destiny had to lean against the counter, her head completely spinning, and catch her breath before turning to gaze down at the last page on the notepad. There were tons of scribbled out words all over it, rendering them almost unreadable, but she could detect what he had just written.

"Dinner will have to wait. Stay inside and stay in your room. I'll be back as soon as I'm finished"

Destiny squinted hard at the scribbled words on the page. There were three, that's for sure…

Destiny gasped and dropped the notepad, covering her mouth with her hands and feeling her hands burn underneath her skin.

"I love you"

END CHAPTAH!

I know, I know…I haven't written in a REALLY long time, and I'm really sorry about that. Lots of things are going on in my life at the moment so taking time to write is tough. I think it's going to be pretty tough from here on out, what with school and everything, but I will try and take time to write this story, ESPECIALLY this story, since I know how much all of you like it and I LOVE writing it.

I've been meaning to ask this for a while. I was wondering if anyone was willing to make an image for the fanfiction. I just learned that you can put an image on the fanfiction to 'describe' it or something, and I can draw people but only in a more cartoon form. I was wondering if anyone was willing to draw me a cover picture of Jason and Destiny. Whoever is willing to, send me a PM and I'll tell you what I want. If I get more then one person willing to do this, I'll pick my favorite. If you all have Deviants I can try and make it into a contest there, even though I have no clue how to do that…hehe. But whoever wins, I'll take a request from you, writing/drawing-wise. But it has to be from something I know, or I'd at least prefer it to, so I understand it well and know what I'm doing, haha. If you want to know exactly what I'm into, my Profile has all of it there. So, if anyone is willing to, shoot me a PM!

Now, back to the story…I'm getting the feeling that it's starting to end soon. I think these might be the last teenage-visitors in the story. I'm not exactly sure how many chapters are left, but I think the end is coming soon! So stay tuned guys!

-NikoRu Rene