So I've been trying to update my stories a bit more often than usual, actually I'm trying to get into a routine of updating, but it's hard, of course.

But, I want to start cause I have SO many more ideas and I'm creating a rule for myself that I cant start a new story if I'm already working on two. :P Stupid new rule ;)

But, here's Chapter 2~!

The next day, I acted like that dream never happened, which is easier said than done. Whenever I saw Nico, I was always reminded of that dream.

"Hey Fern," said Nico when we were walking to the pavilion; he glanced at the trees that surrounded us.

"Hey sweetie," I said. My eyes widened and I clamped my hands over my mouth, but Nico didn't seem to notice.

"What'd you say?" he asked, looking around at the food, when we reached the dining area. Boys and their stomachs, that's all they can think and care about.

"Nothing!" I said and ran off to the Demeter table. I turned back, but Nico didn't seem to care too much, he was stuffing his face with food. I smirked and shook my head a couple more times. Rose saw me shaking my head.

"Whoa! Easy there, Fern! Are you trying to rid of brain matter?" she asked. I shook my head again, and then gripped my neck. All of this neck shaking was starting to hurt. I looked at my friend and realized that she was the woman in my dreams, which may sound weird, but I was shocked. I made sure this didn't show on my face or I'd have some serious explaining to do.

"What's going on with you? You're acting so weird…" she whispered to me, so she wouldn't draw attention.

"It's nothing, really, just a bad dream," I said. I grabbed a plate of food and walked over to the offering fire with Rose. I dumped in two pancakes, not feeling very hungry.

"Help me, mom," I mumbled so Rose wouldn't hear. The flames grew a bit, but went down again and I thought I imagined it. I was tired of doing it, but I shook my head again. I need more sleep.

I walked back to the table and drank milk and ate half a pancake.

"How bad was your dream?" Rose asked as we sat back down.

"Really bad," I answered drily.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked carefully. I shook my head and got up from the table. I walked towards the fields of strawberries; it was one of the places I could think. Rose didn't follow me.

I touched a couple of the strawberries; a familiar feeling ran through me as the plants grew more strawberries. I smiled inwardly at the life and plucked off a strawberry.

'What is happening to me?' I asked myself in the silence. My smile faded as I heard the sound of footsteps following me, but I assumed it was just the wind and continued my walk. I looked behind me, but saw nothing but acres of strawberries. I shrugged off the feeling and continued to walk.

After a while, I heard more footsteps and looked back.

"Grover, what are you doing here?" I asked him. He froze in mid-step. His eyes grew twice the size they should be and the saying was right, he looked like a deer in headlights.

"Uh, not following you, that's for sure," he lied, fiddling with his fingers. I can always tell when Grover's lying; he's not very good at it. Actually, everyone can.

"Sure you weren't," I rolled my eyes, "But do you mind leaving me alone? I'm trying to have some alone time." I started walking away, but Grover followed me. I let out a frustrated sigh.

"What's wrong?" he asked. I stopped and looked at him.

"Nothing's wrong," I put on a not-so convincing smile and continued walking, "And how'd you know something was wrong, if something was, of course."

"I can feel feelings, you know. So I can sense that something is bothering you," he explained. I sighed again and faced him.

"It's just this dream I had about a guy. It was completely in the future and it sort of showed something bad happening," I explained vaguely, waving my hand to shoo him away.

"You can tell Chiron about it. He might be able to help you, if that's what you want," Grover said.

"I would tell him, but I don't know what he would do about it," I said, shrugging.

"At least give it a try," he said, "It's better than nothing." I sighed again; he did have a point.

"Alright," I walked off in the direction of the big house. It loomed over me as I got closer. I cautiously entered the house and looked for Chiron's room. Grover had left me, he said something about having 'work' to do, but I think that just meant eating as many strawberries before he gets caught.

I had no problem finding Chiron's room; it was the only real room that wasn't abandoned-looking. Luckily, Chiron was in the room, reading a book.

"Do you need something, child?" he asked without looking up from his book.

"Uh, yes actually. I wanted to talk to you about something," I said, entering the room. He closed his book and looked sincerely over at me. I hesitated. What was I afraid of? That he was going to call me distraught. No, I was afraid of Chiron not doing anything about it and having me face this terror all by myself.

"Go on," he prompted. I took a deep breath.

"Well, I had this dream where Nico and I were married and we had this kid. I don't what it was doing there, but I knew it was mine because the future me took very good care of it. However, my best friend betrays me and takes this child. This all seems to happen in about 20 years, so there's nothing to worry about now, right? Or is there anything that even proves this happens or that this is ever going to happen?" I rambled quickly. Chiron rubbed his beard and looked past me, thinking very hard

"I think the only thing we can do is keep you away from Rose, but that would be nearly impossible," Chiron reasoned.

"But what about if this is actually real or not?" I asked, a bit crazily.

"Most demigod dreams predict the future or tell us about the past. They help to tell us what we're going to do and how to possibly avoid it or make sure it doesn't happen," Chiron explained. I slowly nodded; it wasn't really the answer I was looking for. I just want a straight answer, was this real or not?

"So unless I don't change the future, this is actually going to happen?" I asked slowly. Chiron nodded. I sat down; I didn't know what I was supposed to do. Was I supposed to be happy that I was going to end up with Nico or upset that my best friend was going to turn on me? Then I had a billion questions.

How was Nico and I supposed to get together? Does that mean he likes me? When are we getting married? Are Nico and I happy in that time? What is our kid's name going to be? Why did Rose steal my baby? Is she planning on doing something with our kid? What has Rose stolen my baby for? How did Rose end up this way?

"It's okay, Fern, don't be afraid of the future, just prepare for it," Chiron said softly. At that moment I didn't feel upset or happy. I felt angry. Angry that my child was going to be taken, angry that my best friend turned on me and here Chiron, the smartest person I know, tells me to prepare for the future. I don't think so.

"Prepare for it?" I exploded, "You try having your kid taken away from you, from your best friend!" As soon as I snapped those words at him I wanted to take them back, Chiron didn't need my hate. I turned around and ran away, ignoring Chiron's calls for me to come back. I wiped tears away that I didn't even know were streaming down by the buckets.

I ran into Nico without realizing.

"Hey!" He said playfully and then he saw my puffy, red face and his smile dropped, "Are you ok?" His voice was so soft. I sniffed and shook my head. He put his arms around me and pats my head. I let the tears fall.

These tears were my anger being washed away, my sadness, and my hatred. My mind went blank and I don't remember when I've cried so much. Then I started wondering why I was crying so much. Nothing horrible has even really happened in my life to cry about, maybe once or twice when I'd fail something, but when I was alone, I couldn't find that feeling anymore.

My tears were coming down and I began to feel frustrated for not making them stop. I opened my eyes, but find myself staring at Nico's shirt and held my breath, hoping it would stop the tears, but it didn't. When I saw his shirt, a whole new wave of tears rushed out.

I breathed in the smell of his shirt when I thought I was done. For a weird reason he smelled like roses, but I ignored it because it smelled like my home. I would continue to cry, but that smell continued to fill my nose with his deathly rose-scented self.

I began to feel tired and I think by the time that an hour was up, I was all cried out.

I got out of Nico's embrace to see we were under a tree near the lake, but the smell of Nico masked the smell of the lake. I smiled and a wave of relief washed over me, no one had seen me sob like a 3-year-old, except Nico. I looked over to him and he smiled.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I shrugged. I'd just sobbed in front of him; I don't think I could get away with this one.

"There's just a lot for me to worry about," I said casually. He started putting his arm around me, but stopped and I scooted closer to him. We sat in silence, but it was a good kind of silence.

I watched as people went about their business, doing todays activities. There were people training with swords and shields, playing music, and hanging out, a couple making out here and there and rose looking around. She seemed to be looking at me and at first she looked really mad, but it faded and she smiled.

I thought I imagined it and snuggled closer to Nico, feeling the warmth that was shared between us. I started to close my eyes, they grew heavily with every passing second. I saw Rose getting closer every time I closed and opened my eyes until she was right in front of me.

"AH!" I screamed when she was inches from my face. I broke apart from Nico who woke up from a nap.

"What's goin on?" he asked, stretching and looking around. I looked skeptically at Rose, asking for an answer.

"Sorry to be a bother, but I need to borrow Fern for a bit," she answered.

"Yeah, that's fine. I had to go do some stuff anyways," Nico replied like it was nothing. I looked shockingly over to Nico. I was a bit mad; it felt like we were having something. Nico got up and smiled at Rose before walking off. I turned my confused and angry look towards Rose. I was getting even more angry.

"What's going on?" I asked a confused and innocent-looking Rose.

"Didn't you hear? It's spread through the camp like wildfire," she said, teasing me.

"No, what?" I asked getting a bit nervous.

"Nico and I are dating." My jaw dropped.

I've also made a new rule that I can't have a chapter less than 2 000 words, seems only fair, right? And hopefully I can get the word minimum 3 000. So here's another chapter for you guys ;) I hope to get through this story a lot quicker than any other story!

~ Project 66 ~