Oh, my gods, guys. This is the last chapter. Wow it's been so long...Anyways, it's kind of short, but very cute in my opinion. I was going to put this up tomorrow but then I figured well, I've already got the chapter done so why not? I hope you enjoy! I do not own PJO.

It was about six o' clock at night when the taxi cab pulled up to Half-Blood Hill. The inside of the cab reeked to Piper, and she was sure it was coming off of the cab driver that was hitting on her.

"Are you sure this is where you live?" He asked as he leaned forward to look out the window.

"Positive." She said quickly.

"But it's a place growing strawberries," he said. "Unless if you live in strawberries, then I don't see how this could be your home."

"I grow the strawberries, okay?" Piper said as she was beginning to get fed up and irritated. She fished through her pockets. "Here, just take that and don't ask any more questions."

He took the money she stuffed at him and he gave her a card in the process. He gave her a slimy grin. "Call me,"

Piper looked down at the card that had dirt smudges on it with a disgusted look. She had to tell him the truth: "Oh, I don't use phones."

He sneered. "How could you not—"

She climbed out of the car and before she closed the door, she said, "And I have a boyfriend so you're out of luck."

His face was crestfallen. "Well you could've said that at first!" He yelled and then drove off, the door slamming closed by itself from the speed the car was going.

"I did," Piper grumbled and rolled her eyes. She ripped the card up and was going to throw it on the ground, but then decided against it knowing the Demeter cabin and tree nymphs and satyrs would have a fit. She put the pieces in her pocket and planned to throw it away as soon as she found a trash can.

She walked up the hill, feeling nostalgic as she passed by a tree with a golden mat hanging on it—the Golden Fleece. She got past the borders and the smell of sweet strawberries overwhelmed her. It was a nice smell and it made her want to go to sleep.

She overlooked the camp, looking the same with its cabins and the pavilion and sword arena. Piper didn't exactly want to go to her cabin because she couldn't stand the smell that would remind her of her mother—which she wasn't feeling too happy about still. She entered the sword arena to look for Jason although she knew that he probably wasn't there at this hour.

She was right; he wasn't. It was completely empty as were all the cabins because everyone was at dinner.

But Piper wasn't too hungry. She looked over at the horizon that that blanketed the sky with bright pink and orange and deep indigo. It took her breath away, staring at it. She decided to go to where it met the water at the beach because the colors were reflected into the water, the prettiest sight as they mixed together. It was like an artist used the water as a palette and the sky was the real masterpiece.

The wind blew into her hair and she reached up to tuck a strand behind her ear. Her arms ached suddenly, like she wanted someone by her side so that she could hug someone. She wished it was Jason and had that longing in her heart to be by his side. She had to go find him because even though it had been almost 24 hours before she last saw him, she missed his presence so much. Piper was so emotionally drained that all she wanted to do in that moment was collapse into Jason's arms and stay there.

She sighed and then started to lightly laugh as she realized how far she had fallen in such a short amount of time. Piper bit her lip and looked back at the dining hall where there were many campers eating. She scanned the millions of heads because she knew what Jason's looked like—even in the back—by heart. But she couldn't find his blonde hair.

Piper walked in the opposite direction of it and to the cabins. She passed each of them and reached one at the very end—Zeus's cabin.

She poked the door and it slowly swung open. It was dark except for the hippie outfit the Zeus statue was wearing. She looked deeper but stayed where she was. There wasn't any lump under the cushions; no one in the bed and the cabin was completely empty of demigods.

Piper scoffed as she was dumbstruck. She questioned herself if he was even here in Camp Half-Blood. Maybe he left. So many thoughts ran through her mind and her heart was beating loudly as her palms were sweating; she wiped them on her jeans.

Suddenly, her thoughts and heartbeat was cut off in startlement by a pair of arms wrapping around where her thumping heart was. She jumped and a small yelp came from her as the weight from behind pushed a step inside the cabin. Piper gripped the arms around her and electricity shot up her fingertips and that—and his smell of rain—was how she knew who had hugged her.

Jason was burying his face into the crook of her neck and her hair. He hugged her tighter and pressed himself to her like he couldn't bear to let go of her again—he couldn't stand how much he was away from her as well.

"Piper," his muffled voice said, "I missed you so much."

She bumped her head against his as a small smile lifted upon her face. "I missed you too, Sparky."

His arms squeezed tighter around her and he nuzzled her neck, putting goose bumps on her skin and a shudder up her spine. Piper twisted around and wrapped her arms around his neck and her spine curved as he brought her thin body to his bold one. His hands gripped her shirt and he just stayed like that, his face in her. He smelled her aura which was of vanilla and watermelons. Then he pulled back and kissed her, tasting her lips that he hadn't felt for what seemed like forever.

Piper pulled back and then hugged him, having her turn to press her face against his chest. Jason kissed her head, his nose digging into her hair, and he looked up at his cabin. It was dark and he didn't really like the sight of it.

So Jason took her soft hands, letting her know that he didn't want to leave her side, and walked her away from his cabin. They walked back through the cabins with her arms wrapped around his torso and his arm around her shoulders. He brought her to the beach—where she was at before—and they sat down on the sand, their shoes and socks off and their toes where the water lapped up to touch them.

Jason stared at her and wished he could look at her and her kind features for forever until his eyes started to hurt. He held her hand again, gripping it as her skin made his hand prickle like he just wanted to touch her all the time.

Their hearts were flying and it felt like it just couldn't keep from bursting. It almost hurt, but in a good way.

They stared into the sunset that also reflected from the water and Jason compared it to her eyes. He looked at the real thing, his eyes glowing feverishly as well.

Piper laid her head on his shoulder and said softly, "Chris is my half-brother."

Jason looked over at her and she looked back up at him. Her eyes were churning with blue and violet and he knew from that color that that was all she wanted to say about it. She just wanted to get over it.

"That is absolutely disgusting,"

"I know. No more dealing with the ex's?"

He nodded and wrapped his arm around her.

"Good."

"It's just us now."

"Aw, you're going to leave me out?" A voice questioned sarcastically.

They turned around, expecting Leo, but instead found the wine god; otherwise known as Mr. D. He was dressed in his normal tiger-printed shirt that was about to burst open at his pot belly and he held a Diet Coke in his hand. He hadn't changed at all from the last time they'd seen him.

Their eyes widened and they stood up, the sand being kicked around as they scrambled up. He might've not been their director since they haven't been to camp in years, but he was still a god and he was still scary when he got mad.

"No making out in my camp! Wh-What are you even doing here? You're too old!"

"Sorry, Mr. D," Jason mumbled, but his arm was still around Piper. He felt the air around him as it brushed against his skin. With his powers, he could feel it swarming around him.

"Just no more, Jake, go to your own homes. It's better than being here," he grumbled the last part.

"It-its Jason…" He said in a low voice.

"Well, what are you standing around for? Go!" He shooed them off with his Diet Coke can.

"Thanks, Mr. D!" Jason yelled and he gripped Piper closer to him and they shot off the ground—with a surprised squeal from Piper—so quickly that the sand flew up and sprinkled all over the camp director.

He had pursed lips and an angry face. He looked down at his drink and it had sand in it as well. Mr. D growled and the can popped out of view and then a new one reappeared in his hand. He popped off the lid and shook the sand out of his greasy hair.

Mr. D sighed and yelled up at them, "Nice! Pulling off a Peter Jefferson, aren't you?!" He shook his head and walked away mumbling something about how idiotic kids were.

Jason hugged Piper's waist close to him and they hovered in the air for a while, and she looked around them with a grin. The clouds were touching them, but she couldn't feel it. She reached out to touch one but it passed right through her fingers.

"I told you; just us now." Jason said and he brought her to him to kiss her and they shared what Mr. D had interrupted.

Suddenly, they started to feel raindrops on them and Piper looked up to find that there was a raincloud only above them. She started to laugh and Jason was blushing.

"Well, at least I know how you feel," She smiled at him and her hands ran through his short-cropped blond hair.

He laughed and realized that she was right. He was happy and feeling loved; it's just that he hadn't ever been so happy that a raincloud conjured above him.

Piper smiled at him and said matter-of-factly, "I love you, Jason,"

They suddenly dropped like they were on a roller coaster and Jason gripped her hips, his thumbs wedged into her hip bones, and he put his mind back on track. He controlled the air again and they were floating through the air again.

He laughed nervously and his heart was thundering in his rib cage. Piper bit her lip and gave him a sweet look.

Jason responded by kissing her, and he had to say, it was the best over-the-clouds kiss ever.

See what I did there? XD I hope this was a good ending for you and I want to thank every single follow, favorite, and review because those were the best that I could ever get. This was my most popular and longest story for me and you guys made it the best! I know a lot of you are sad that this story is ending, but never fear! I've got some more stories I'm ready to post up soon!

Nostalgic: What if Percy wrote the books about the true events in his and Annabeth's life? Everything's going great as they're starting the next series featuring the rest of the seven, except for when a package comes along. It's the last alive descendant of Gaea trying to give the earth goddess a second chance. How will it do that? By rewinding time to try and mess up our favorite heroes. Annabeth will have to use the only things that can save the world all over again: her 12-year-old self and the books.

(It's kind of like one of those "Reading the Lightning Thief stories, except it doesn't take every word for word and people's reactions to them. It's more of a plot to - well, I'll let you guys read it on your own when I upload it.)

And since the last chapter, I might do a Percy and Annabeth's life kind of thing. A lot of people really like Blue Macaroni and Cheese, so it's a possibility for that... :3

I also think I might have a Harry and Hermione fanfiction floating in my head...but so far, the story that I'm definitely going to do will be Nostalgic. If you guys are any interested in that, or of my writing, feel free to follow me or keep a close eye for it! :) (I also updated my profile. It's more detailed than the last time, if you wanna take another look at that...)

I hope you guys really enjoyed and loved this story; please review! Thank you all for all the encouragement to this story!XD