Hello! Guess where I'm going, ITALY. After that we are going to my rich cousin's house in India. They just finished construction on their vacation home this Winter and My family and I get to go. Guys this is the last chapter of Son of Sobek and is set in between TLH and SoN after Nico goes into Tartarus.

SADIE

It had been months since that little incident with those people, nobody talks about it for fear that something would happen to them. The ankle-biters don't even know, and probably never will. We had all figured It would be best to move on and pretend it had never happened. That was why it was such a surprise when Nico showed up at my door. When I saw him I was a little surprised. He looked much older, not physically, he looked more serious, more tired, I could see the dark bags under his eyes that stood out against his pale skin. His eyes and hair had become much darker and I felt like there couldn't have been anything blacker in the world. Then I noticed in his hair was a small lock, barely more than 10 individual strands of hair, that was colored gray.

When I saw him I knew he had something to tell me, I couldn't shut the door in his face. So instead I followed him outside. He took me over to a small diner in Brooklyn, I had never been there before and don't even remember its name. We sat there in silence for what felt like ages until finally he spoke. "I'm sorry." He said. I still didn't understand the meaning of those words, he was never apologizing for what he had said at that place. I couldn't figure him out so for once in my life I stayed silent. But he continued, "I didn't mean to drag you back, but I had to." My face contorted into an even more confused look. "I have no idea what's going on but I had to see you for the last time." My eyes widened in horror. The last time. What did he mean, that he was never going to see me again? This was unbelievably infuriating. I mean I knew we weren't allowed to talk about it, but still I had to know. Before I even realized it I asked him what was going on, and he told me everything, realizing my need to know. He even told me some things that the rest of camp didn't know, he told me about the prophecy, and the romans, and the Doors (of Death). I was utterly stunned. This boy, barely even fourteen, had literally been to hell and back. I didn't even know where to start. I don't think I could've moved. But apparently I could, because net thing I knew I was back outside and we were walking towards Brooklyn House.

We stopped at the door. I already knew where it was going. He kissed me softly on the cheek. Then he pulled away just enough that his mouth was by my ear before whispering, "I'm sorry." And then he was gone.

I suddenly realized exactly what he meant by his words. Only now, do I wish that I would never have to know.

Sooo… yeah. Sorry if this ending was too sappy for some of you. But hey, I'm a poet by nature. If you want to know what he meant, you can guess and I'll PM you if you get it right. Since I'm boarding a plane tomorrow morning I probably won't have any knew updates on anything for a while. Also, I know this wasn't very action-y. The real one is probably more so. Anyway, have a great summer (or winter) you guys.