I freaking SUCK. 6 months?! What's that all about? I'm REALLY sorry, like A LOT, you guys don't even know… I'm not even going to go on a list of excuses of my absence because it would probably take up this whole page. I'm really thinking of getting back into this story and updating more often. I'm glad that it is FINALLY summer, because for the people that were here since my first story, they would know that I wasn't as bad of an updater. At least, I don't think I was. Because I honestly would update like every week one or two times. Sorry, just had to let that out. Oh, and about reaching 100 reviews, I'll get to that after this chapter… ;)

Travis

"Travis, get up," A far away voice was calling to me, while something continuously kept prodding my arm.

"Urghhh," I groaned, covering my head with my pillow.

"Traviiiiis," The voice whined. What sounded like a bird squawking filled the background.

Groaning again, I tried covering my ears with my pillow hoping the irritation would stop, but it just kept building up.

The noise stopped, except for an occasional squawk here and there. My eye managed to open, and my brain tried to process what happened.

"Ahhhhhh!" Someone started to scream while I croaked out "What-?" All the oxygen immediately disappeared from my lungs as suddenly what felt like a stack of potatoes landed on top of me.

"What the Hades, Connor, get off of me!" I struggled underneath him. Gathering all my strength, I said "Get… OFF,"

Connor landed with an oof on the ground beside our bunk, and looked up at me with a grim face.

"You're just lucky I didn't bring out the air horn again," he said, while I just rolled my eyes and flipped my blanket off of me.

"You are, or else you would be a squished kid right now," I replied and grabbed my clothes, and then started heading toward the bathroom.

"Hey, I'm not a kid!" Connor shouted at me while I closed the bathroom door.

"Whatever, kiddo," I muttered while I started brushing my teeth. After I was finished with that, I pulled my mouthwash out of the cabinets and opened it.

My nose wrinkled at the smell that came from it. Since when did it smell like roses? I thought. Shrugging, I gurgled some in my mouth and spit it back into the sink. While I was putting it back in the cabinets, a tingling feeling started building up in the back of my throat. I started coughing, then stood there confused when it quickly disappeared.

Something weird was going to happen, I could just feel it. I would know because when you're a demigod, you always have to be cautious about everything.

Katie

Walking into the middle of the cabin, I placed my hands on my hips and looked around at all my lazy step brothers and sisters. A sigh escaped my mouth, along with an "I didn't want to do this again," as I placed two fingers into my mouth and made an ear-piercing whistle.

"Ahh!" and "Not again…" filled the cabin, along with my step brother Hector jumping fifty feet into the air and onto the ground.

"Who!" he shouted and struggled to get up. In his defense he held up a teddy bear with a missing eye and button nose up like a sword.

"Hector, put the toy away," Gregory called out, and followed the remark were some snickers.

Hector made a frown and clutched his stuffed animal. "Don't talk to Mr. Snuffles like that, he's a good fellow."

Another sigh escaped me again. How I was related to all these people, I may never know. "Okay! Get up, a new morning, a new day-"I threw the blanket on top of a snoring Jenny onto the ground.

"A new chance to get another pillow since yours is currently drenched in drool," My cabin mates laughed at my grim face as I picked up Jenny's pillow with only two fingers. Behind her tangled knots of hair, she glared at me as she sat up tiredly in her bed.

"A new day to see Travis," Jenny brushed back the hair in her face with one hand to reveal her waggling eyebrows.

I looked back at my cabin mates, glad to see they didn't hear the recent conversation that has just aroused between Jenny and I. My head turned back to her, glaring. "You could have almost bought me a day of constant provoking from these people.

She simply shrugged. "Well, I'm not the one in love…"

I pushed her shoulder. "Don't even, "

Grinning as I started to walk away, she started chanting "Katie and Travis sitting in the tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-"I threw her pillow of slobber-ness at her face.

"Might want to clean that dry drool off your face before you go get breakfast!" I called over my shoulder, exiting the cabin.

"Katie!" a voice called out, and I turned to see who was calling my name. Travis was walking towards me, but his attention was focused on the dove that he carried in his hands. The thing was wriggling and squawking up a storm, that I was pretty sure my mom all the way up in Olympus could hear it.

Running to him, I asked "Why did you bring that?" The dove chirped and tried nipping at my hands. I got out of reach just in time.

"I don't think it likes being called 'that'. I'm pretty sure it's a girl, I mean, it has the attitude." Travis said, a tiny smile appearing at his mouth.

"Well, whatever- hey!" Travis swiftly got out of reach of my punch, laughing. The dove stopped struggling and made a noise in the back of its throat like it was on a glued onto a rollercoaster.

"Careful, we're still 5 times bigger than it." I warned, steadying the dove while taking it out of Travis's hands.

"She, Katie, she," Travis corrected me.

Rolling my eyes, I answered "Whatever, what are we going to do today?"

"Food!" Travis said and started running ahead of me.

The dove squirmed in my grip, and looked up at me. I expected to see grim-filled eyes, but saw something else.

"You're hungry," I stated. "Wait, what do birds eat?" I felt the dove take a deep breath in my grip. You seriously don't know that? I bet it was thinking. But I honestly didn't know, I never had a bird as a pet before. Seeds, bread maybe?

Furrowing my eyebrows, I brought the dove up to my face. I wanted some answers. "Can you understand what I'm saying?"

The dove bared its- her- beak at me, if that was even possible.

"Who sent you here? Why are you here? Why did you try taking the key?" Nothing, just beady black eyes staring back at me. "Where is the key?"

The dove turned her head away from me, protesting to give me any answers. I wonder if it- she- can talk, I thought.

Sighing, I brought the dove down from my face, and started walking again.

"I didn't want to do this, but no answers mean no food." I said. The dove started squirming and squawking again, but ignored her.

Heading to the pavilion, I got only a couple of strange looks from people around camp. Their eyes would questioningly look at the dove having a seizure in my hands, then back up to me as I coolly kept walking on with a poker face.

The dove eventually gave up and hung limp in my hands, probably tired from struggling so much. I headed to get my food, and when I grabbed a plate the dove lunged into the air with a squawk of freedom. Panic filled me as I of in a flash all the bad things that could happen if the dove got loose. It- she- was the only thing that Travis and I had to help us get the key. We wouldn't be able to get the key back if we lost that one thing that would help us.

The plate I was holding dropped back on the table and I grasped for the dove, but she dodged out of reach. Flapping her wings seemed painful for her, as they made distorted motions. Suddenly another pair of hands appeared in vision and brought the dove back down, and Travis's face appeared in my vision when he recollected the bundle of feathers into his clutch.

The pavilion was quiet, and I peeked over Travis's shoulder at everyone while Travis turned his head. Only sound that was heard throughout the dining hall was the dove's cries of enrage.

"Um, carry on to your busy lives, nothing to see here," Travis said. His hands fumbled to hold the dove down, and I took the bird from him, biting the inside of my cheek when it nipped at my already scarred fingers.

Suspicious looks still examined at Travis and I, but other than that chatter filled the place again and everyone turned away from us. Travis looked back at me and grinned.

"Not much luck handling the dove?" Travis asked, trying to pull her away from me.

I frowned, refusing to let Travis take her. "Yes, but you had to deal with her all night. You probably need a break." I grabbed my plate again, which luckily didn't break when I dropped it. I felt the softness of the feathers leave my hand again, and my eyebrows creased as I turned back to Travis, who had the dove in his hands again.

Before I could start arguing, Travis stated "I already ate, you still need to have breakfast so I'll take care of the dove."

I frowned once again. "Why do guys have to be such quick eaters?"

"Because we can," Travis replied with a grin. "You're so cute when you pout,"

I rolled my eyes at the random cheesy comment, but could already feel some blood rushing to my cheeks.

Blushing, Travis mouthed, peering up at me as he adjusted the dove in his hands.

My hand covered my cheek, and a stray smile escaped onto my face. "Stop it!" I said, pushing Travis playfully as he continued to tease me.

How someone could make you feel in such a special way, I may never know how.

Not much progression in this chapter, but I just kind of wanted to get back into the story and give all of you some Tratie since it has been 6 freaking months since you guys GOT SOME. Sorry, I'm just still really upset of myself for not updating for 6 freaking months-

Okay, I'll stop. Also, I'm not going to reply to the reviews just for this chapter just because I'm sure most of you probably don't even remember what you said to me last chapter, but I'll carry on with that next chapter. I didn't really mention anything about the potion just yet in this chapter, but I will in the next.

Also… 100 reviews?! I know we got more than that, but still, 100 reviews?! Thank you guys so much, you don't even know how happy I am for that (blue cookies for all of you!)