I watched her run to that cab. She was the one thing that I think I actually needed in order to achieve proper happiness. I just stood there numbly rather than running after her.

I walked back into my apartment if that was what I really wanted to call it. I stood there in the living room wondering when my love life would be on the right track.

Months later I found myself standing in front of that diner where I had met her that night. I looked in and I couldn't see her anywhere. I decided to go walk in and see if I could get something anyway.

The waitress behind the counter looked at me and continued to chew her gum, "What can I do for you hon?"

"Um I was wondering if you knew anything about the other waitress here?" I asked.

She looked at me closely and smiled, "You're the best pitcher in the league, what are you doing here asking for a waitress?"

"Look my pitching stats don't matter, but can you tell me anything about her?" I asked the waitress who wasn't much older than me.

"Mildred?" she asked.

"No her name's Thalia." I clarified.

"Oh she quit a few months ago. Found a new job." The waitress said.

"I can tell you where she works though, I ran into her there a few weeks ago." The waitress said grabbing a napkin and writing down the address.

I was about to leave, "Hey before you leave can I get your autograph? My boyfriend is a huge fan."

I turned back and grabbed a napkin and she handed me a pen, "There you go."

I walked out of the diner and looked at the address. I hailed a cab and took it there. I gave the cabbie the address and he looked at me funny, "Looking to buy?"

"Why?" I asked him.

"The address you gave me, it was a really good Mexican place but they just closed down this week." The man said.

"Well then never mind; take me to the Westerfield apartment complex." I said.

Once we got there I paid the fare and got out. The apartment super was sitting at the front desk, "Oh my God you're Luke Castellan."

"Yeah can I get the apartment number for a friend of mine?" I asked.

"Sure thing."

"Thalia Grace, is there any chance that I could get her apartment number?" I asked.

He looked at me apologetically, "She moved, just packed up and left when her monthly lease was up."

"Do you know where I can find her now though?" I asked.

He shook his head, "No she never said where she was going, just that she was leaving."

"Ok thanks for your time sir." I said before walking out of the building.

I could just hear him say it was no problem and an honor.

It was the bottom of the ninth, there was no one on base and I was about to strike out the last batter. We were on the verge of a perfect game against the Oriels. I wound back ready to deliver my signature speed ball. The pitch no one in the league could touch. Just as I was about to release the ball I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. The pitch was still perfect but my arm not so much. The coach ran out and everyone on the field went silent.

"Luke are you ok?" he asked me.

"No coach."

He called someone out on the field who knew this kind of thing and that's when I got the worse new of my career, "You're out for the season. You need to get this checked."

In the end I damaged my rotator cuff and was never going to be able to pitch again. The news was devastating. I looked into my fall back and then something amazing happened.

Percy and I looked at the building and smiled, we were going to open the most epic sports bar ever. Annabeth was more than happy to help out with the interior and make sure that some of the place was a little classier for some of the families that came to sports bars. The renovations kept me busy and yet she was still in the back of my mind.

I didn't go on dates because I thought they were a waste of time. Why would you go on a date when your thoughts are completely consumed with a girl you know you're in love with? Why would I just sit at movies or dinners with some woman who's probably after my money?

The bar was due to be open soon and there was a lot of buzz around the place. We were starting to hire staff and I was working on things for the kitchen and what not. Percy and I had already come up with the perfect hot wing sauce.

The day I was holding interviews was the day when I was most stressed. I had already talked to about seventy college students who were looking for waiting jobs. The just as I was sending the last of my interviews for the day out someone else walked in. She was wearing a black lace dress, a red pea coat, red scarf, and red flats.