When the love has gone

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson series or any other series of novels by the author Rick Riordan that has to do with Greek or demigods. The Greek gods however being ancient pagan deities are not under a copyright and therefore are open game.

I knew him for five months. Now he is nothing more than a distant memory. It is as though everything he was and that we were was some sort of surreal dream. I have only one thing that holds evidence that he was real. My son.

"Aaron", he had said. "Name him Aaron." I recall knowing that what he said should have sounded bizarre, especially since I had only just told him of my pregnancy moments before so he could not possibly know the sex of the child. However, all I could do was nod. I had prepared myself for this. I could feel it coming like bad weather.

"You have to leave now." It was not a question but more of an answer in itself. It was his turn to nod now. We sat in silence there on my front porch steps for a while. He was waiting patiently for me to speak. It seemed as though he were in another place entirely. He just gazed unmoving at the Sun setting in the horizon, with his chin resting in his hands. If it were not for the autumn wind ruffling his hair and clothes, he could easily be mistaken for a statue. Sensing that I was staring he turned to face me.

"We'll be fine." I managed to get out.

His blue eyes bore into me with a mixture of emotions, some I could not even describe. "You don't want to know why?"

"Why you have to go?" My voice came out so bland like I too was not all the way present. Then again, I believe I checked out the minute he knocked on my door.

"Yes."

"Do you remember a few months back when you just disappeared at my friend's art exhibit, and when I questioned you about it later you told me that some things about you it's best that I don't know?" He nodded. "Well I believe that this qualifies as an 'I don't need to know' thing about you, because whatever it is hearing it won't make a difference."

He gave me a small sad smile; "You are so strong willed." He began to rise to his feet. "That is a rare quality to find in people in these times." Leaning over he put his hands on either side of my face and kissed me lightly on the lips. A farewell if I ever I had one.

"I only ask one thing though", I said, as he made his way across the lawn to his car, a flaming red corvette.

He turned around to acknowledge me a last time. "Just don't forget about us, okay?" I asked.

"Not even if I live forever", and with that he was gone just like the sun the fading away into the horizon. I only allowed myself one tear to fall from my eyes. I had to be strong now that I had to futures to think about, mine and Aaron's.

Please let me know what you think and whether or not you would like for me to continue the story of this women and her demigod son. I do have some ideas for it but I do not want to waste my time.