it's time to m o v e on
Somewhere along the line, Jason started to feel like he didn't belong there anymore, that they needed to move on. Sometimes he would get this feeling if they'd been in once place for too long just sitting, not doing anything. That's how Jason felt. He needed to move forward, go somewhere else and even the thought of sitting in town for much longer would make him feel anxious to the point where he couldn't focus anymore.
The secret had been kept for a while but after the graduation, he couldn't keep it anymore. They were both close to Helen, Adrian more than himself but he wanted to see all of the graduate. Helen, Nikita, Callie -- the people who he considered to be his friends, the people who he thought he'd build the army with. However, that didn't happen. Instead, after eating pizza, they decided to leave. A week. They were giving each other a week to pack and move on.
The hardest part wasn't packing. The hardest part was saying good bye. After staying for about two years, it was hard to break those bonds, not see them every day but life had calmed down in Beacon Hills. It seemed like they were out of the path of the storm. There was no more battle, no more fight, no more lose and Jason was okay with that. With all of his books, all of his bags, all of his personal items, Jason was left with one task; saying goodbye.
He went to each person, spending some time with them as he said his goodbyes, making sure that each of them had his number. He told Daphne to keep her head up, accept help and he was confident she would have control. Helen he told to have a good life, have fun with her boyfriend and to make sure her sister was going to be alright. Words were exchanged with Callie, letting her know that everything was going to be alright, that she would bring honor to her name in the way that she wanted. She was a budding hunter and it was time to see her own way.
The second hardest good bye was Axel. No, he wasn't alive anymore. Jason knew that the man had slipped away, going into the underworld a few years ago but that didn't mean there wasn't a spot for Axel in Beacon Hills. Jason had found the crossbow a few days later, the gate closed up. Since then, the crossbow had been his, he never let anyone else have it because Jason felt like it was fate that he was shown the gate, as if the Gods were telling him what was going to happen to the old man.
In fact, Jason spent a good part of a day there, talking to the old man as if he was there. Jason needed that closure knowing how much the man was terrified of the place but yet he went there anyway. There was a part of Jason that felt the guilt riding on his shoulders because there had been a way to stop him but he wasn't there. Instead, he focused on the good right now, feeling closer to Axel more than he had since he went back to his home.
The hardest goodbye was Nikita -- someone he considered another sibling. It was hard for both but Jason was the only one who let it on. They talked to the longest, making sure that she was going to be alright, spending some time together but they both moved on. It was time for him to go. After a hug -- he insisted on it -- it was time to go.
They were leaving Beacons Hills. They were leaving and moving forward.
It was nice to move about the country, the world. It was nice to be able to see different places, use different languages again and translate for Adrian when he didn't understand something. They would move about, hunting monsters, saving people. No longer did they stay in one place for long, they always moved forward. Jason didn't want to settle down, he had no intention of it and he wasn't sure that Adrian did either. For now, he was going to life the life he knew with his brother, the life they both knew:
The life of being brothers to each other.










