Jason

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Jason lay in Piper's bed all night and day for several days. He didn't care that Annabeth kept banging on Piper's door, he didn't care about how hungry he was, he just cared about Piper. 

She was gone. 

Gone. 

He sobbed for three days straight, not stopping, and not ever stopping to think about something other than Piper. Piper's laugh, her voice, her eyes. And then he thought about the last thing she had said to him. "I love you." 

The last thing he had said to her was the previous night when Leo was joking around and calling her "Beauty queen" (as uasual) and he had said, "You kinda are..." then she had stormed out of the room. 

Jason hated himself. He knew he could never forgive himself. For letting her die in his arms. He had watched the light leave her eyes. Her beautiful ever changing eyes. 

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