"Oh Katie, darling!"

Travis had just witnessed a scene in which dear, sweet Katie had taken a pitcher of steaming hot chocolate, and dumped it all over her (now) ex-boyfriend, Michael Yew. Which was good. Travis had never liked that booty-face anyway.

After probably giving the no-good Apollo camper quite a burn, both physically and with words, Katie had stormed out of the lodge towards the forest. Travis was curious (and worried) as to where she had gone and why she was so angry.

"Kit-Kat, where are you?"

"Paste Face?"

Haha, Paste Face. Travis could still remember when he walked in on her putting toothpaste on her acne as some kind of homemade remedy. Never got old.

"Talk to me, Egg Head!"

Although Katie didn't have the brains of Annabeth, she was one smart cookie. And wow, could Travis go for a cookie right now. He skipped his dinner to look for Katie, who he still hasn't found. Also, her head is kind of shaped like an upside down egg (in a cute way).

"You're killin' me, smalls!"

(A/N: Comment if you know what movie that's from!)

After five more minutes of walking, Travis started to get worried.

"Kate Face, come out! We don't have all night!"

It was getting dark, and Travis was already deep into the forest. The harpies would be out in about an hour.

"Cuuutie, cutie patooootie." Travis sung softly to himself. Dang it, he had gotten distracted again. Stupid ADHD.

"Kate Potato, please give me a sign that you're here!"

No signs came.

"Garden Girl!"

Dang, Travis was running out of nicknames. This was becoming a problem.

"Kit-Kat?

Oh no, he had already used that one. He needed a new way of calling for her.

"Baby come back! You can blame it all on me!"

Ahh. So song lyrics were to be his new method of finding Katie. Not as good as his nicknames, but he could make do.

"You can stand under my umbrella!"

What? That didn't even make any sense.

"You can stand YOUnder my YOUmbrella!" He called, sounding out the 'u' as 'you'.

Now that was pretty much gibberish.

"Don't go chasing waterfalls!"

Okay, he was going to stop now.

"Kates, I know you want to be left alone, but it's dark, and the harpies will be out soon. You probably didn't even eat! So come back with me, and we can sneak some food, yeah?"

Truthfully, Travis was just scared. He had started to hear noises coming from the east side of the forest and-

Wait. Was that... was that sniffling he heard?

Travis followed the sound of the crying, which led him to a clearing with a small creek running through it.

It was their old hideaway from when they were kids. No one knew about it, not even Connor. They used to come here when they wanted to play, Travis would jack some snacks from the store and for a short time, they wouldn't be halfbloods, or campers, just them.

And there she was. Leaning against a rock with her legs out in front of her, lazily making a flower grow in addition to all the other ones right next to her. Barely noticeable was the single tear sliding down her left cheek.

How she could look so perfect after crying, Travis did not know.

"Kates?" He called, his voice barely above a whisper.

She looked up with a surprised look, before looking down again to quickly wipe up her tears.

"Travis! Um. Hi! I... Uh-"

"Shh, it's ok Kit-Kat. Talk when you're ready." Travis said, sitting down next to her and pulling into a one-arm hug.

Katie leaned her head on his shoulder.

"He dumped me. After two years. He dumped me." Katie whispered. "And the worst part is, I barely even feel bad about it. I'm just mad that I wasted two years on that freaking idiot. I thought I was so in love, but now that it's over, I just..." She shuddered. "I don't know. I just feel like I can't trust my gut the way I used to."

Dang. Travis was really not good with crying people. Especially crying girls.

"Hey, Kate Face. Look on the bright side! I mean, now you have time to do stuff that involves no boyfriends! Like, you can talk about how hot other boys are! At least, that's what I would do I was a girl. Screw that, I'd do it if I wasn't a girl. Because Taylor Lautner is one FINE hunk of stuff."

"Travis," she laughed, "are you trying to tell me that you're gay?"

"No! No! I like Taylor Swift too! I mean... I like gay people. Proposition eight all the way, but I uh... I just don't bat for that team. Taylor Lautner is hot, but Taylor Swift is a girl, AND she's hot, so she wins..."

Travis pinched the bridge of his nose. How awkward did he just make this situation.

"Travis," Katie giggled, "thanks for making me laugh when I need it." She kissed Travis' cheek, leaving him smiling like an idiot.

She stood up.

"So what was that I heard you yelling earlier about sneaking food for me?"

A/N: So that's the end! I thought this was a fun story, and I have a bunch more ideas, so review if you want me to start a one shot collection. It could be just tratie, or other ships too. Haha I might even do it if you don't review.