Over a month had passed since I had moved into my cabin, over a month had passed since Annabeth and Percy had left for New Room, and over a month had passed since Will and I became…public with our relationship. It wasn't so much public, we didn't wear matching clothes or make out in public, but we did hold hands and he would steal a kiss every now and then. To my great surprise we received no ugly glares, no rude hand gestures.

I was sitting under a large oak tree, Will and I's usual spot to eat dinner at. I checked my watch, 7:30, gods he was late. I was puzzled, Will was never late, and in fact he was usually here early with a blanket placed atop the grass. I saw a shadow, someone coming up from behind me. I turned, expecting to see Will hurrying up the hill, but it was not Will. Timmy was casually walking up, hands in his pockets, whistling and smiling. I smiled at the little blond boy as he approached me.

"Hey there, Kid," I said nodding at him. He smiled and plopped down next to me.

"Whatcha doing?" he asked looking up at me with big curious brown eyes.

"Waiting for Will, he's really late," I told him slightly annoyed at my boyfriend. Timmy looked down, his smile vanished.

"You didn't hear?" he whispered almost too low for me to hear him.

"Hear what?" I asked now concerned. Timmy continued to look down.

"There was a little girl that was brought into, she and her satyr were attacked on their way here. Her satyr didn't even make it, she was brought to the Infirmary. Will tried his best to save her…but she didn't make. I think he's still there, he sent the others home." I looked in the direction where the Infirmary was. I turned back at Timmy,

"I've got to get going little man," I told him ruffling his hair. He nodded and waved as I ran down the hill.

When I got to the Infirmary the lights were off, there was no noise. I had a feeling that Will would be in the Critical Room, where all critical cases went to be treated. I walked down the hall and peeked into the room, and sure enough there he was, sitting on the end of the bed, a white sheet covering the body that lay on the bed. Will was covered in blood; it was even in his hair. He was too still, almost like a statue. He was looking at his hands, his blood covered hands. I slowly walked closer to him; he didn't seem to notice my presence. It wasn't until I was centimeters from him that he even acknowledged my presence.

"These are useless," he said while still staring at his hands. I sat down next to him, grabbing his blood soaked hands, not caring.

"They. Are. Not," I told him. He shook his head.

"I hate them," he muttered. His eyes were stained red, and I could tell that more tears were coming. He was so defeated and I hated it. He was my sunshine, the light that pulled me out of the dark shadows.

"William Solace," I said slowly, making sure I had his attention. "I never ever want to hear you say that again. They have done so much good, and will only do—,"

"THEY'RE USLESS!" He shouted standing up, "IF THEY WERE WORTH A DAMN THAN I WOULD'VE BEEN ABLE TO SAVE HER. I'D BE ABLE TO SAVE EVERYONE!" He was shaking, with anger and sorrow. I just sat there and closed my eyes.

Say something you idiot, I said in my mind. I stood up and walked over to Will, I grabbed his shoulders and made sure he was looking down at me.

"Sunshine, you can't save everyone. Not everyone is meant to be saved; some people are beyond the point of saving. It is not your job to save everyone who walks through those doors that isn't realistic. You save as many people as you can, and that's enough!" Will didn't smile like I had hoped, he just walked back over to the bed where the girl's body was.

"She was so small," he whispered, "so helpless. She looked at me as she died. All the trust and hope she had put into me was gone. I watched as the light left her eyes. I was her last hope and I let her down. Like I've let others down."

I could hear the defeat in his voice; I could see it in his face. What could I say, what could I do to make him feel better? I grabbed his hand and started to pull him away. "I can't leave her," he said pulling his hand away from my hand. I felt rejected. Not once in the months I had known him had I seen him like this.

"Will, come with me, please. Just for a little bit, we can come back in a couple hours, has Chiron been informed? I can do that later. You need to get cleaned up."

I could see the hesitation in his eyes, the unwillingness to leave, but luckily he nodded. I took his hand and walked across the camp with him, towards my cabin. I opened the door and turned on the lights. The place was quiet like the camp. Will took his shoes off instantly. "Wait here," I told him as I walked into my room and into the bathroom. I started to bath, and added some bubble bath to it as well, Will liked those. I made sure the water was warm like he liked it before leaving to get him. I found him looking out the window, looking up towards the dark sky.

"You're bath is ready," I told him from across the room. He nodded his head and walked towards me. I grabbed his hand and walked him towards the tub. "I'm going to make you dinner," I said as Will tested the warmness of the water. He nodded his head and started to undress. I closed the door, giving him his privacy. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out an orange shirt and some khaki shorts for Will to put on after his bath. I left them by the foot of the door and walked over to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and rummaged through the items trying to think of what might cheer Will up, and then it hit me. As much as Will preached about healthy eating he had one major weakness, Ice Cream Sundaes. I opened the freezer door and pulled out all the different types of ice-cream I had. Chocolate, Cookie Dough, BirthdayCake and Mint Chocolate Chip. I walked over to the cabinets and pulled out the biggest bowl I had. I put three scoops of each ice-cream into the bowl, added chocolate sauce, whip cream, caramel, rainbow and chocolate sprinkles and a single cherry on top. I grabbed two spoons and set them aside so that we could eat together. I put the bowl in the freezer, knowing that Will was going to be in the bath for awhile. I walked over to the book shelf wall and picked a random book, plopped down on the loveseat and began to read.

I was on page fifty-five when I heard the bathroom door open. I heard Will drop his dirty clothes and pick up the new ones I had left out for him. He emerged from the bedroom soon after. The girl's dried blood now washed away from his body. He gave me a weak smile as I threw the book down and smiled at him. I heard Will's stomach growl and I rushed towards the freezer. I pulled out the Sundae and grabbed the spoons. Will was sitting on the loveseat, his eyes distant and far off.

"I made you a Sundae," I said placing the cold bowl in his hands.

"Thanks, Death Boy," he whispered. My smile faded slightly as I sat down and gave him his spoon. We ate in silenced, but finished the giant Sundae. When I set the bowl aside I looked up Will. I knew what was about to come, I could sense him fighting it; saw his face struggle to remain as unmoving as marble. I wrapped my arms around him the moment his head snuck in between my shoulder and collar bone and he began to weep. I could feel his tears beginning to soak my shirt, but I didn't care. I held him and rocked us. I started to hum to him before singing softly,

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey." That was the first time Will spent the night in my cabin. He held me as we slept, not letting go of me all night, and I didn't care.