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Some time during the night, Danny had left me. I had woken up when he had, disturbed by his movement when the half monster removed his arms from around me. Seeing me disturbed seem to have made him reconsider him leaving me, and he had eased himself back onto the bed we had fallen asleep in, bringing me back into his arms.

"Where are you going?" I had asked with a small yawn. Danny gave my cheek a small kiss as I yawned.

"Back to my cabin, love." He had murmured to me. "I don't want anyone coming in and getting the wrong impression when they saw us in a bed together."

"Mmm... Okay." I hummed, yawning again and closing my eyes once more, starting to drift back to sleep. Danny smiled at me warmly and nuzzled my cheek lovingly.

"I love you, Ty."

"I love you too, Danny."

The half hippocampus gave my lips a small kiss before removing his arms from around me and getting back out of the bed. "I'll see you in the morning, love, okay?"

"Mmmhmm... Okay..." I didn't want to make him promise, in case he couldn't again because of Cyril. I didn't want to be hurt again by a second broken promise.

Danny chuckled and ran a hand through my hair gently, pulling it out of my face. He didn't seem to notice my concerns for the morning, because he promised to it, despite me not asking him to. "And this time I mean it, love. I promise that I will see you tomorrow morning, okay, love?"

I hummed my response, nodding tiredly, and Danny kissed my forehead. "I'll leave you to sleep now, love." He told me. "Good night, love. I love you. Forever and always." I murmured a like response back to him, and Danny gave my lips a final kiss before leaving my cabin, me soon having fallen asleep after the kiss.

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But again, I never saw him in the morning. He wasn't at the food pavilion that time. He wasn't getting in last minute training with Gadreel before the son of Ares left, already late for the school year because he was making sure the half monsters knew how to fight and defend the camp while he was away. He wasn't anywhere I had checked for him, nowhere where I thought he might be. He wasn't at the ocean, swimming in the cool waters like he loved to do. He wasn't in the tropical forest, communicating with the naiads, or on the steps of my cabin waiting for me to come to him so he could hold me again. And because he wasn't in any of those locations, fear began to knot in my stomach, and I hesitantly made my way to the door of the Poseidon cabin, the one he was staying in because he blended in with those demigods best.

Fear knotted in my stomach as I waited outside the door, not wanting to knock my fear was so intense. I don't know why I was so afraid. It must've had something to do with the dream I had had the previous night, where in it I had found Danny dead, lying in the streets of some city outside of Oregon. But it still didn't explain my current fear, since that dream took place outside of Camp, and we were still in camp.

But my fear only grew when I knocked and got no answer from anyone within the Poseidon cabin. I expected to get no answer from Jesse and Jackson, since they were already gone for the school year. But no answer from Danny? It only made my fear heighten. I waited several long moments for him to answer, but he never did. I knocked again, but still no answer from Danny.

Finally, after waiting at least half an hour, I opened the door, scared to look inside, but daring to anyways. And I wish I hadn't. I wish so much that I hadn't opened the door, because what I saw on the other side of it was something that still haunts my dreams to this day.

Danny was lying on the ground, covered in cuts and bloody as all hell. He seemed to be slipping in and out of consciousness, muttering my name and several other words as he continued to bleed onto the floor of the Poseidon cabin, his blood pooling around him. He had a sword in his hand, one of the sides sleeked with blood not his own. He had a hand in his brown hair, darkening it with the blood from his wounds, not bothering to press on them any longer. When I opened the door, his deep blue eyes flicked towards me, clouded over and paler looking than before, before he looked back up to the ceiling, muttering words again through the delusion his blood lose was causing him.

I'm not sure if a scream escaped me or not, but I'm assuming one did, because a few seconds after I had been staring at Danny, petrified in my horror, several people came rushing into the Poseidon cabin. I'm not sure where they came from, but they were there, running out and grabbing bandages from another cabin to help stop the heavy bleeding Danny was currently suffering. I didn't even know that there were that many people still at camp. Their school must not start for another week or so. That might have been why they were still there...

What seemed to take hours but was really only a few mere minutes of people pressing, wrapping, and applying low level medicine to Danny and his wounds, they had him out and heading to the medical center for better treatment. I followed after them, sobbing and trying to hold his hand, since he was still vaguely saying my name, but the people assisting him to the medical center wouldn't let me. I don't know why. Maybe they we re e afraid that I would hurt him more unintentionally. I don't know. I just knew that my Danny was hurt, and I could do nothing about it.

As I followed after Danny and the group of people carrying him, something stared after us smugly. I turned around and caught Cyrils gaze, and immediately my breath hitched. It was his fault. It was his fault Danny was hurt. It was his fault that-

"I tried earning him what would happen if I saw you two together again, cupcake." Cyril growled, somehow able to tell the thoughts running through my head. "But lover boy there wouldn't listen, so I just had to teach him a listen."

After he said that, it all made sense. Danny had said that Cyril threatened to kill me if he saw us together again. But Cyril couldn't find me, so he had tried to kill Danny as a warning to me. It was my fault that Danny was hurt. It was my fault. Gods. I shouldn't have let him stay with me. If I hadn't, he wouldn't have had to pay for Cyrils anger. He wouldn't be hurt, probably in a coma for loving me. My Danny wouldn't be in pain. It was my fault Danny was now like this. All my fault...

Resisting going up to Cyril and fighting him then and there for hurting Danny, I turned around, ignoring his vicious, broken laughter as I took off towards the Medical Center, heart broken once more and in tears once more, but this time because I was afraid that I would lose Danny for good, that death would take him from me instead of his protection.