Beckendorf and Silena: "I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be." —Douglas Adams
I had never in all my life felt so nervous—ironic, really, considering was dead. But I dare you to try not feeling nervous when three people are trying to decide where you're going to go for all of eternity, especially when you know you did some stuff seriously wrong.
"Elysium," the three judges said in unison, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Shock coursed through me, quickly followed by an enormous tidal wave of relief. "Really? Oh, thank you!"
I barely knew where my feet were taking me—just that I was looking for him. As I burst through the gates of Elysium, I called, "Charlie!"
"Silena?" His voice came from beneath a tree somewhere off to the right. "Silena!"
I turned to see him running toward me, his arms outstretched, and I crashed into him hard enough to knock us both over.
"I'm so sorry," I sobbed into his shoulder. "I knew I shouldn't have done it, but he—he wouldn't let me back out and I may have just gotten them all killed and—"
"Silena." Charlie's voice was firm. "I don't blame you for anything. You were used, that's all. None of it is your fault. And if I know Percy—" he cast a look upward "—he won't let us down."
I wiped under my eyes. "I know he won't."
Charlie's eyes brightened as he squirmed out from under me and helped me up. "Come on, girl. You may have made some mistakes, but you ended up right where you needed to be."
I nodded. "With you. Forever."
He winked. "That's the ticket."
And he took my hand as we walked off into our forever.
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A/N: Short one, I know, but this is how my head canon sort of pans out the aftermath of Silena's death from her point of view. I also don't think that Beckendorf would be the blaming type. :)
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