Okay, last chapter. This makes me want to cry, almost. It's always fun writing a story, especially with such great people like you being a part of it! I really hope you enjoy Jason's chapter, though it's more of a reflection rather than a reaction.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or Heroes of Olympus.

Jason couldn't help but feel the slightest bit depressed when he would hear about missing camper Percy Jackson. It reminded him of his own lost home, and it made the son of Jupiter wonder if the campers back at Camp Jupiter missed him as much as the campers here missed Percy.

Stories and legends of Percy, the hero of the Great Prophecy, were traded at the campfire and marveled at by younger campers. And if even half the legends were true, then it was with good reason.

However, the mention of the Son of Poseidon also filled Jason with a need to validate himself, to prove to Camp Halfblood that he was worthy of being their makeshift leader while their real one was absent. And while people like Annabeth and Grover openly accepted him, there were others still that didn't make their displeasure of his presence unknown.

And he just wasn't sure how to fix that. The son of Jupiter couldn't force the Greeks to accept him, and he wasn't sure he wanted to. They weren't the evil, barbaric monstrosities as in Roman mythology, but they weren't Roman either.

The Greeks were different… stranger, livelier, messier. They were tenacious and reckless and encompassed a battle style that had neither rhyme nor reason. Still, there were things about Camp Halfblood that made him marvel in wonder. Like satyrs that seek out and protect demigods, rather than beg from them. Camp Halfblood surrounded him with the other half of a coin he didn't know existed.

It often made him wonder… if he had the choice, would he let it happen all again? The leader swap? The loss of memory?

Was meeting Piper and Leo and Chiron and Coach Hedge worth the time he was losing with the people who had raised him and made him who he was? Was his life now worth leaving behind everything he had ever known?

The Roman sometimes thought about meeting Percy Jackson and asking him the same questions, as if his answers would somehow help Jason find his own. However, he'd quickly dispel the thoughts from his head, hoping that maybe visiting Leo while working on the Argo II or sparring with Piper in the arena would distract him from such useless thoughts.

So, I really hope you enjoyed the fanfiction, especially since I really enjoyed writing it.

ALSO, IMPORTANT NOTE: a while back, I mentioned doing a Leo/Reyna story... I finally posted the first chapter, though it's more of a prologue. Either way, you should stop by and check it out (and maybe even leave a review or two *nudge nudge*).

Anyways, thank you all so much for reading, reviewing, and enjoying this story. (And you can visit my profile for more of my work, bye. (: