To Connor's surprise, luck was on his side today. He had been searching for Travis since dinner started and he found him quicker than he expected.

"I know who shot you with the arrows!" Connor said excitedly.

Travis gave him a look. His arm and thigh were bandaged and it was still bleeding a little. Connor could see the red through the fabric of the bandage.

"Who? And why are you excited over it?"

Connor took a deep breath, "Travis-"

"I swear, if I find out who that person is I'm gonna smack his head with the back of my sword." Travis cut her off.

Connor slapped him slightly in the face as Travis gasped.

"That hurt!" Travis exclaimed.

"Sure it did." Connor said sarcastically. "Anyway, you know that new girl in our cabin?"

"Yeah, Ysabelle's her name I think.." his brother trailed off.

"She was the one who shot you and the other guy. She had Annabeth's old set!" Connor said.

Travis gasped, "No."

"Yes!" Connor replied.

"Should I still smack her with the back of my sword?" Travis asked, half-jokingly.

"No!" Connor defended.

"Why not? She struck me with an arrow.. twice!" Travis said.

"Maybe because it was a silly game of Capture the Flag." Connor said as a matter-of-fact.

Travis sighed, "Fine then. Gods Connor, if you weren't so defensive of her I would've done worst." he said as he started walking to the campfire for dinner.

Connor gave him a look, "I'm not defensive of her!" he replied and he followed after Travis.

When they got back to the campfire, they saw Ysabelle offering with Annabeth standing next to her. They then walked back to their own tables. Travis then decided to take this time to figure out who her God parent was. As they were getting their dinner, Ysabelle sat down at the Hermes table with Chris.

"Hey Chris." she said cheerfully.

Chris looked up, "Hey. How was Capture the Flag?"

"Ugh," she groaned. "Horrible."

He let out a slight laugh, "Why?" he asked.

She shook her head, "I hit two guys with my arrows, and while Annabeth and I were preoccupied Connor got the flag and managed to get it on the other side." she answered.

"Tsk tsk." Chris said. "What a bummer."

She nodded her head, "I know right? I feel so stupid for feeling too distracted." she replied.

He sighed, "Don't worry, there's always next time." he said, in hopes of trying to cheer her up.

She nodded and started eating. The spaghetti and steak in the camp weren't that bad, actually. In her old school, they food there was horrible. Her old school.. so many memories, but at the same time she hated it there. She knew she didn't belong there, she just thought maybe another school, you know? Not a whole camp filled with demi-

Her thoughts got interrupted as the Stoll brothers sat down. Travis on Chris's side and Connor on Ysabelle's side. Travis hid his wounded arm under the table.

"That was a nice, friendly game of Capture the Flag, wasn't it?" Travis asked as everyone but Ysabelle nodded.

Travis studied her actions and realized she wasn't very interested in talking about the game. Travis wasn't sure if she knew he was her victim, but decided to give it a shot.

"So.. Ysabelle," he started off. "What were you doing in the game?"

She shrugged, "Was on top of a tree."

"Doing what?" he asked.

Her head shot up, "None of your damn business." she snapped.

Travis' eyes shot wide open, "Wow, okay. Somebody can't take a little competition."

"Funny how you say that, no wonder you and douche master here are twins." she replied angrily. She stood up and left the table.

They all knew she would rather talk about the lamest things than to talk about Capture the Flag.

"Connor, don't. I really pissed her off.." Travis trailed off.

Connor moved away, "Chill out, bro. I got this." he replied as he ran after her.

Travis and Chris shook their heads.

"Wow, he's really defensive of her." Chris said in surprise.

Travis laughed and nodded, "Just like me to Katie Gardner." he replied. He turned back to look but Connor and Ysabelle were gone.

A couple minutes after leaving the table, Connor finally found her. She was sitting on a rock by the Long Island Sound. She wasn't crying or anything like that, she was just sitting there.. like she was zoning out. He walked to her, but it looked like she didn't even notice he was there.

"Ysabelle." he shook her shoulder slightly.

She looked up, "What? You wanna brag on how your team won?"

He shook his head, "Nothing like that. Travis.. he's just really curious about you." he said.

"What does he want to know? He could've just asked me." she replied.

"He was curious about who your God parent was." he explained.

She gave him a look, "Why?"

He shrugged, "Dunno. Travis has no reason for half the things he does." he replied.

She giggled, "You mean like you?" she joked.

"Hey, I have my reasons.. Some are just more personal than others." he said simply.

"Sure they are.." she trailed off sarcastically.

He laughed, "Promise you won't get mad if I tell you something?"

She shook her head, "No, go ahead. Be all out honest on me." she replied.

He took a deep breath, "You hit Travis with those arrows, Ysabelle."

She gasped, "Shit, I'm so sorry!"

Connor laughed, "No no, don't, I'm pretty impressed actually. Was it your first time using an archery set?" he asked.

She nodded, "Watched in on TV many times but never got a chance to use a real one, until this morning of course." she answered.

He smiled at her. She looked down, trying her best not to make eye contact. Yet she couldn't help but notice a really big wound on the side of his arm. It looked pretty deep that it made her shudder slightly.

His smile faded, "What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked.

She nodded, "Yeah, don't worry about it." she replied with a smile.

"Why'd you shudder? Are you cold? Do you need a jacket? I can get one-"

She covered his mouth, "Relax, Stoll. I'm not cold." she giggled and uncovered his mouth.

"Sorry, I just-"

"It's fine." she cut him off.

"But really though, why'd you shudder?" he asked.

"Your wound.. it looks really deep.." she trailed off.

"Oh, this." he looked at his arm. "I got it this morning, Clarisse from the Ares Cabin did this."

"You mean that big, scary, manly girl?" she asked as he laughed very hard.

"Yeah, big.. scary.. manly.. girl!" he said in between laughs.

She started laughing too, not at what she said but at him. She watched him almost pee his pants in something stupid that she said. She couldn't remember someone laughing that hard because of her. It made her pretty happy. The way he smiled made her happy, and his blue eyes were stunning.. the way they reflected in the moonlight and-

"Okay, I'm done laughing." he said as she giggled.

"Okay then." she replied simply.

He took a minute to calm and down and redeem himself before he started speaking again.

"So do you have any tips on making this wound heal faster?" he asked as she looked at him.

"I have a better idea." she said.

She moved closer to him, and Connor started to shake. He didn't know why he was getting nervous, but he could feel his heart beat out of his chest. He was slowly starting to sweat and he was getting really red. But to his luck, Ysabelle couldn't see a thing because of the darkness. The only thing she could see clearly were his blue eyes, white teeth, and that wound on his shoulder.

She looked up at him, "You ready?"

"Yes." he answered in barely a whisper.

She took a deep breath, and started singing in Ancient Greek. He couldn't understand some of the lyrics, but he knew she was singing to Apollo. He watched her mouth say all these words in Ancient Greek in awe. After a minute or so, she finished her song and rubbed the area where his wound was.. or was supposed to be. He looked down and gasped.

"Did you just heal me?" he asked.

She nodded, "I should have, cause that's what I was aiming for." she answered.

He looked at her, "How did you do that?"

She shrugged, "I sing a song.. I don't know how I learnt it, but if I concentrate hard enough, it just comes out of me." she answered.

"I'm trying to remember.. there's one God that allows his demigod children to do that.." he trailed off.

"I don't know who.." she trailed off.

He looked down and shut his eyes tight. He started to think hard about all the Gods and their demigod children. He knew who it was.. it was on the tip of his tongue! 'Think harder, Connor...'

His head shot up and his eyes were wide open. He had a huge smile on his face with his blue eyes gleaming in pride.

"You're a daughter of-"

He stopped when he saw what was above her head. He couldn't believe his eyes. She was getting claimed right in front of him, but why now? Why not earlier before Capture the Flag or during dinner? Why did her God parent decide to claim her in front of him, alone? He couldn't think straight though, all he could stare at was the shining lyre, floating above her head.

"Ysabelle Augustin, daughter of Apollo."

DUNDUNDUN. She's claimed! Yay! And thanks to all the reviews, I really appreciate it and it keeps me very motivated to write :) R/R! :)