Leo III

Leo was freaking out. Not like 'Opps the peguasus left a surprise in my favorite shoes freaking out', like the 'Oh my gods my greatest fear has become a reality' freaking out.

As cool as he was acting with this whole ordeal, he couldn't stand next to Hazel without fear lacing throughout his throat. A bigger fear than being with his mortal enemies. A bigger fear than evil cyclopes with chain-mail mumu's on...

"Leo," Piper grumbled, her eyes still glaring at Reyna and Jason. "Get your butt over here."

Though he didn't feel like it, he got up and walked over there anyway. "Beauty Queen, so not cool." See, being the daughter of Aphrodite, not only did all the guys try flirting with her, she just had to get the freaking word powers. Even if it had saved his life countless times, it wasn't fun when she was mad at him. Which was often, now that he thought about it. "What is it?" he asked more softly, seeing her pained expression.

"What do you mean?" she snapped angerly, not really aimed at Leo, but the aggravation growing. "Nothings wrong, what would make you think somethings wrong?"

He put his hands up in protest, "Hey, I didn't mean to—"

"Hey guys," Percy breezed in, looking just as uncomfortable as everybody felt. He seemed like a good guy, and not quite as stuck-up as the other Praetor. Reyna gave him the chills, even if she was totally hot...

Piper didn't answer him, but continued to glare at the couple. "Hey dude, whats up?" Leo said, fiddling with his magical tool-belt.

"I hear you guys have been saving the world," he said. It was a compliment, but the way he said it was grim and dangerous. Leo had a feeling Percy had been in more trouble than he talked about, the sadness in his young eyes told that much.

Leo shrugged. "Hey, it's what I do. Save the world, I mean," he winked. "Excuse me," Piper growled, marching down the hill towards where Jason and Reyna were holding hands, lost in her own thoughts.

"Hey, sorry about that thing with Hazel," Percy muttered, gripping his ball-point pen like it might save his life. Leo froze. "It's nothin'," he replied with a smirk. "Girls fall over me all the time.

Percy chuckled and moved on, leaving Leo to his own depressing thoughts.

Sammy... He had never told anybody about Sammy. There was no way anybody should have known about his dreams. The dreams where he had been riding with a girl, a girl he loved, a girl with flowing chocolate colored hair, her sparkling eyes. He used to dream so often of her, that he was her boyfriend, Sammy. It was his home-away-from-home. It was a comfort from having to sleep in sewers, always holding up his guard so high. Where he could be himself.

Leo was Sammy and Sammy was Leo. But Sammy wasn't real, he was a dream. The most awesome dream ever, and it was his secret; one he tried not to think about after the dreams ended. After she rode off and he never saw her again.

Just then a strong runner sprinted up to him, sweat drizzling on his forehead. "War-games!" he called out, looking to the Field of Mars. "Prepare yourself, graecus."