AN: Hey guys, this is a Jiper story set after the giant war, and in my version, everyone survives. So there. Leo got Calypso of her island and they've set up Leo and Calypso's garage. Hope you Like it guys, and If you want something with a little more Leo, try my other story Change through Flame. PLEASE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I own no-one and nothing that you recognise.

Lights, Camera, Action

Chapter 1: You want me to WHAT?

Piper stood at the front door of her dads' mansion. It had been over a year since she was last here. Back before she had found out she was a demi-god, when she had just been a little girl wishing that her dad would listen to her. She had grown up since then, war did that. They had won the war against Gaia, but many demi-gods, many of Piper's friends had died.

Now her she was, about to see her father again. She wished Jason could have been here. He was busy at camp Jupiter, establishing connections between the Greek and Roman camps. She had asked Leo to drop her off. Since the Giant war, Leo had thrown himself into inventing. He had made a friend for Buford, and a hundred other things. His most recent invention was a silent helicopter. When she said he had dropped her off, she meant it literally.

She fished a key out from her pocket, and unlocked the door. Walking in, she de-tangled herself from the parachute, and watched as Leo pulled it back up to the helicopter. She smiled, waved, and then shut the front door.

As she walked down the corridor, she noticed a load more cameras' than she remembered, it seemed that since the kidnap, when her dad had been tied to a stake by the giant Enceladus, he had beefed up the security. There were probably more security guards at the main gates as well. Piper absentmindedly wondered whether he dad was going to be in another film soon.

Piper ascended the grand staircase, and walked down the corridor to her room. She sat on the bed, and dumped her suitcase next to her. Child of Aphrodite or not, she was only graceful when she had to be. She started unpacking, and putting all her cloths away in her wardrobe. After she had put all her stuff away, she picked up the suitcase, and saw a bag and a note at the bottom.

She picked up the note; her curiosity peaked, and read it with some difficulty. Three words, definitely in her sister Lacy's writing, and sprayed with enough perfume to make her room stink for a year. She smiled, one thing she was never going to cure her sisters of, was their love of perfume.

Piper opened the perfumed bag to find drachmas. Stay in touch, said the note, well there was no way she wouldn't be.

Piper sighed, she wanted to stay at camp year round, like she had last year, but her dad hadn't seen her for ages. She was one of the lucky ones at camp who still had a mortal parent who loved her. Even if he wasn't around most of the time. Seeing everyone who didn't have mortal parents made her feel stupidly ungrateful. She had seen the look Leo had sent her when she said she wasn't sure whether she would be going home, even if he thought she hadn't. After that she would've felt guilty if she stayed.

She stowed her suitcase in the bottom of her wardrobe, and made her way downstairs. She was wearing something other than ripped jeans for once, and though she had told Leo that it was just because she had grown that she needed to stop by a store on the way here, she didn't think that it had fooled him. It was irrational the way she felt she needed to dress up to see her dad. She had never done it before, and she didn't even do it when she talked to her mom, who was the lady of beauty!

She came to a stop in front of her dad's study. Well he called it a study, but he never used it to study anything, aside from the occasional script. Raising her hand, she knocked three times in quick succession, and then waited before knocking a fourth time. The murmur of voice on the other side stopped, and her dads' voice echoed "come in Pipes."

Piper stepped through the doorway, and came to a halt. "Hey dad, are you busy?" Looking round the room, she saw her dad talking to two other men. One of them she recognised as his agent, which meant that the other...

"Not at all Piper." He gestured to the two men, "this is my agent Tony Martina, I'm sure you've met him before..." The agent gave a cold smile, and Piper smiled back, even if it felt rather forced. If she recalled correctly, the last time they had met she had been eight years old and had kicked him in the shin for 'taking away her daddy again'. They had both mutually hated each other since.

"...And this is Sebastian Armóur, he's a producer who will be directing my last film."

Pipers nodded along, until the last sentence registered. "Last film?"

Tristan Mclean grinned at his daughters questioning look, "Well maybe not last, but defiantly last for a while. I'm taking a break from showbiz."

"Really, that's great!" Piper couldn't help her large grin. If her dad was taking a break from showbiz, then she might actually get to spend some time with him. She hadn't ever spent more than a day with her dad, and only ever once that she could remember that didn't end with an argument and her being sent to another boarding school.

"So I was wondering, as this is my last film, if you would..." Piper felt dread growing in her stomach.

"If I would what?"

"If you would be in it to."

Piper looked at him in shock; that had been completely unexpected. Her shock was quickly being replaced by anger. Who did he think he was? He had ignored her all her life, and now she was old enough to be of use, he wanted her to be in a film with him? She was almost ready to storm out and call Leo to take her back to camp!

"You want me to be in a film, with you?" The venom in Pipers voice seemed to make the temperature of the room drop, and the only reason that she hadn't left the room was the smug look on her dads' agents' face.

Pipers' dad seemed to be slightly intimidated by her anger, but the producer didn't seem to be, maybe he was used to dealing with actresses who had temper tantrums. "It's a unique opportunity for the great Tristan McLean's last performance, to make it a family thing, and I'm sure that the audience will love it. Why this plot was practically written with you two in mind. You fit it perfectly!"

Piper could feel her respect for the producer rising. It was obvious that she was annoyed, but he wasn't backing down. That was the mark of a good producer. Uh, her ADHD was distracting her again.

She made a conscious effort to calm down; if he was trying then she would too. "Why would you want me in your film? I've never been an actress, and I might ruin the entire thing."

Her father seemed to have recovered from her little temper tantrum, and was back to normal. "You'll be fine Pipes, no, you'll be great. Please say yes!"

Piper glanced around the room again, the producer looked really hopeful; he must really want her to be in the film, and she felt that she had to prove that she wasn't the diva that her actions had just made her out to be. Here she was, one of the seven, survivor of the war, and victor of Gaia, and she was having a fit over being in a film with her dad. She felt ashamed of herself. It was the least she could do after not speaking to him in a year, and leaving him worried.

The thing that really made up her mind though, was the look on the face of her father's agent. He was looking at her like she was still the little girl who was mad at her father never being there. She would prove to him that she had grown up! No-one looked at Piper Mclean that way, (at least not if they wanted to remain free of Kapatrios.) And since she was sure that her dad wouldn't be very happy with her stabbing his agent, she would settle for proving him wrong.

Piper sighed, this was not what she had been expecting when she had returned home, but somehow she wasn't as surprised as she thought she should have been. "Fine, what's the plot about?"

Piper was once again staring aghast at her father and the producer. Her father's agent "call me Tony" had long since left, simpering that he was needed elsewhere. Had she mentioned she seriously disliked that creep? He reminded her of Octavian, though somehow worse.

"Let me get this straight. You want dad to be the great Greek leader, who is in the middle of defending his state, and way of life against the Roman invaders, and me to be his beautiful, helpless, little girl, who somehow falls in love with the Roman general, and thus persuades her father to give in, so she can marry him. No offence... Ok, offence; that's pathetic. Can't I at least be a warrior princess, who's mad because her dad won't let her fight, and sneaks out, meeting the young Roman general that way? I dislike acting helpless."

The producer actually looked interested in that rendition, but then Pipers' dad had to throw a spanner in the works (she was defiantly spending too much time with the Hephaestus kids; she was starting to talk like them!)

"But Pipes, you'd have to learn how to stage fight, and that could take quite a while."

"Piper sighed; she hadn't wanted to bring this up, but... "Dad, I already know how to fight with a sword... And a knife... And a spear. I'm also not too bad with a flaming hammer. Yeah, don't ask. But point is, you wouldn't have to teach me."

If she had been in another situation, she would have laughed at the dumbfounded look on her dads' face, but right now, she was desperately hoping that he wouldn't demand to know who trained her.

"Pipes, who taught you?"

But then again, when had her luck ever been that good? "A friend from the summer camp I went to." And my boyfriend, she added mentally, but she didn't think her dad was quite ready to hear about Jason yet. He was still coming to grips with how much she had changed. She really didn't need to add in a boyfriend too. Though she was sure that Leo would find it funny to see her fathers' reaction to Jason, she wouldn't. That was a problem for another day.

He gave her a look that said, we will be talking about this later, but fortunately he left it alone, the producer jumped in when the silence began to stretch, "Well, that's sorted then, a warrior princess, trapped in by her overbearing father, who never spends time with her anyway..."

"Perfect" smiled Piper, glancing at her dad. "Sounds just like our life story."