Hello my awesome readers! I know I took a month-or 3...): Well, no need for me to mope, here's the new chapter :D

"Never thought I'd see you like this." he smirked, which did nothing to break the wall of resentment Sally had managed to build up in a matter of seconds. She just scoffed at his surprise arrival and refused to speak. "C'mon, you don't remember me? I'm the guy you dictated into having a 2nd date at a certain scheduled time? I honestly thought it should've been earlier, hint hint."

Sally had to use all of her willpower not to jump out of her bed and hug him until he gasped for air, but she knew if she laid even a finger on him, she would lose all of her composure, so she cleared her throat and turned to her side. "Aw, don't be like that. It wasn't my fault that they sent Mr. Nibbles after you." Sally had no idea who Mr. Nibbles was, and had no intention of finding out anytime soon. Then it hit her. It was like a dam breaking, she just couldn't hold it in anymore. "WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING HERE!" she screamed, probably breaking a few windows in the process.

Poseidon, obviously flustered, blinked back emotion and nearly doubled over before standing up straight and taking a deep breath before saying "Well, maybe if you hadn't screamed, you would've heard me tell you why!"

"What? Why Th-that thing, that monster tried to-you know what, please enlighten me on the subject that you so obviously know more about?" Sally said, spewing both hate and sarcasm into each syllable that exited her mouth. "Well…this might sound weird, but are you PMS-ing or something?" asked an obviously baffled Poseidon.

"You know what? That actually would explain a lot. It's almost like something's controlling me around you, mainly my emotions, making me angry, sad, the whole enchilada-maybe it's the PMS thing you said, but it feels like something more. It's just that I-I"

"Can't take it anymore? Trust me on this one, it's even worse when you're holding that very last thread of sanity, and you just keep slipping, inch by inch, until-" Poseidon stated, his eyes hinting at that he was speaking of more than metaphors.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~2 hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(A/N: Poseidon left about 30 minutes ago)

It's mind blowing how bipolar I've gotten over the course of a week. Is it me? Is it him? Every time I see him, it's almost as if something controls over me. Either I act completely insane, or I get attacked. But what should I do? Should I give up trying to date him? Or what happens if I stay with him-and take pills for being bipolar in the process? (A/N: Sorry about the bipolar stuff…I'm just unoriginal ): Well, back to the story!) Dammit Sally, get a grip! One: You've only been on one date! You can't exactly 'stay with someone' when you barely know them! Two: Just work on your emotions and buy a pair of running shoes! PROBLEM. FREAKING. SOLVED. Now stop having a conversation with yourself and go for that date! Sally took a deep breath after her mind discussion (A/N: Mind discussion? Oh well….) and checked the time.

"OHHOLYCRAPMYDATE'SINFIVEMINUTES!" Sally couldn't help yelling as she started to panic as the realization hit her. She ran across her bedroom, nearly falling over as she tripped on a shoe. She threw on a flowing sundress, and some slip on shoes with a clutch, and bolted out the door. Please forgive me Poseidon. She thought as she nearly flew down the stairs.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Skip to Beach~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey…" Sally nervously said as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. There wasn't a word to describe how she was feeling. The mixture of nerves and that fluttering in her chest that she couldn't tell was either indigestion or love. "Well…I brought you something." he smirked a bit when he handed her a box of tampons. "The register looked at me funny when I bought them. Or maybe that was after I messed with her and told her they were for my 'special time of the month'. Whichever one, she'll probably go after me with a machete next time I go to that drug store…And by the way, come with me."

Poseidon gave Sally a warm smile as they slowly walked through the sand to reveal a beautiful and utmost romantic dinner, only feet from the waves. "So…do you like it?" Poseidon said hopefully. "No, I don't like it." Poseidon frowned. "I LOVE it!" she said, giggling as she spoke. "Oh thank gods! I thought you were going to hate it!" "It's amazing. You're amazing." Sally finished her sentence while staring into Poseidon's sea green eyes. They leant in, less than an inch away from each other…"SPLASH!" when a gigantic wave came bursting in, drenching them both completely.

When she looked up at Poseidon, she couldn't help but chuckle when she saw him, and obviously he thought the same. Moments later, they were lying on the sand, unable to stop laughing. Sally gasped for air, saying. "That…was….AWESOME!" Poseidon smirked "I'm….glad…to….hear…that…" For the next few minutes, all they could do was laugh.

Once they finally managed to stop laughing, Poseidon helped her up. "Now, where were we? I" Poseidon tried to say, his sentence being cut off by a kiss. Sally knew she couldn't stop herself. She loved this man. And they both knew it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~About 15 minutes later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Well, um I'd like to ask you something….would you like to go to Montauk with me?" Sally smiled at Poseidon's request. "There's nothing I'd like more." she told him, ending the evening with a kiss. (A/N: I'm just going to skip the part where she goes back to the city, so it'll be where she gets a cab….) Sally felt as if she was glowing as she hailed for a cab. After a few minutes of trying to get the taxi, one pulled over, and she hopped in. "500th street please." she requested. She heard a hiss from the front seat, alarming her. At the nearest red light the driver turned around. Sally gasped at the driver's appearance. They were –probably- female, with 5 heads, with long, shriveled necks-and with the worst smelling breath in New York City. Her eyes were filled with an unspeakable rage. "Listen mortal," the cab driver hissed "You stay away from any of the Big Three. You're a greedy low life. Only a compassionate god of Olympus would even give you the time of day, let alone their care. He only wants you so he can throw you away. I'd kill you here if I could, but you're only spared because Zeus advises otherwise. You know too much for one of your kind. Now get out of my car, low life mortal scum!" the driver finished with a menacing stare, and pushed Sally out of the car, and speeding off into the distance. She cursed under her breath. It had been decided. Maybe it was a b*tchy thing to do. Maybe it would involve her getting nearly killed-or worse. But she was going to Montauk. That was for sure.

Cliff hanger! Well that was chapter 5 (sorry I took forever) well, if you like it, or have a question, please either review or PM me. Well bye!