Hello! It's me again... obviously.

WARNINGS: A VERY BAD NIGHTMARE AT THE END! IT IS IN ITALICS IF YOU WANT TO SKIP IT.

Disclaimer: I own nada.

"Guys?" He called over his shoulder. "Get over here!"

"What is- what the Hades?" Percy gaped as he stepped inside. "What is this place?"

"Bunker Nine," Leo answered, gesturing to the banner.

"How did you find it?" Annabeth asked, coming up behind them.

"Um, well, Festus breathed fire on the cliff, and a door appeared," Leo lied. "I think this is his home."

"Wait, the dragon can breathe fire?" Silena questioned as she and Beckendorf joined them.

Leo shrugged. "Apparently." He really didn't know how he knew that, but he tried to blame it on when he was fixing the dragon.

"I'm in heaven," Beckendorf said, his jaw on the floor.

The group laughed.

"Hey," Leo suddenly said. "A spray gun. Do any of you have a drachma?"

Annabeth pulled a hand full out of her pocket. "Never leave home without them."

"Why?" Percy asked.

"We can Iris Message camp," Beckendorf said, catching on.

Leo smiled a mischievous smile. "Let's tell Chiron of our findings, my friends."

"What was that? " Percy asked, chuckling.

"I don't know, but if I ever decide to be an evil villian, I've got the voice down," Leo laughed.

He took a drachma from Annabeth and stepped outside, handing Percy the spray gun. After finding a well lit area, he nodded to his friend and threw the gold coin into the sprout of water.

"Oh, Iris, goddess of the rainbow, accept my offering. Show me Chiron at Camp Half Blood."

Chiron appeared... as did the entire camp.

"Leo," he said, relieved. "We've been looking for you. Are Percy, Annabeth, Beckendorf, and Silena there?"

A chorus of greetings rang out.

"What happened?" Nyssa demanded, walking up behind Chiron. "Capture the Flag ended fifteen minutes ago, and none of you showed up. We've been waiting. All of our Iris Messages fell through."

"Well, Nyssa, how about this? Beckendorf explains half of it because it's his fault we got into that situation in the first place!"

"Shut up!"

"You know it's true."

"Fine. Move over." Beckendorf shoved Leo out of the way and proceeded to tell the camp the first part of the story from finding the Ant Hill to him getting taken.

"Who tells the next part?" He asked when he finished.

"Leo!" Silena, Percy, and Annabeth chorused.

"Oh, fine. Budge up, brother."

And then, Leo told them about fixing Festus and finding the Bunker (the edited version, of course. One problem at a time).

Nyssa sighed. "How do you manage to put yourself in that much danger? You haven't even been here for a week!"

Leo shrugged. "Sorry, sis, but trouble tends to find me."

"That's an understatement," Percy snorted.

Annabeth raised an eyebrow at him. "Says the one that defeated a Kindly One, a Minotaur, Ares, and an entire boat load of monsters, and that's only within your first month."

Leo snickered as a Percy's face went red.

"Anyway!" Travis Stoll called. "Could you all come back? Chiron won't let us all eat dinner until you get back here, and I'm starving!"

Many agreements rang out.

"Well, you see, we kind of don't know where-" Festus cut Percy off.

.. -.-. .- -. - .- -.- . -.- - ..-

I can take you.

"Festus can take us," Leo said. "I think he just wanted to show us the Bunker."

"It's settled then!" Connor yelled. "Just hurry up! I may die of starvation!"

"Stop being so dramatic, you two!" Katie Gardener scolded.

"Aw, you know you love me, Katie."

"I wouldn't love you if you were the last person on the planet, you no good, idiotic, stupid-"

Leo swept his hand through the Iris Message.

"Well, we better get back before Connor dies of starvation," he said in a fairly good imitation of Connor's voice.

The five of them hopped onto Festus's back and rode back to camp.

"Leo?" Beckendorf said from behind him. "Thanks."

"For what?"

"For saving me. Duh."

"Yeah, but the others-"

"Helped, I know. But you're the one that really stepped up to the plate with Festus. He seems to really like you. I'm proud of you, little brother."

Leo would be lying if he said that those words didn't make him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

He was standing in front of the entrance to the Bunker, but this time, he was alone. No Festus. No friends. No one.

He placed his hand on the wall and watched as fire spread from his finger tips.

"Fire user," a voice hissed from behind him.

He spun around and fell back against the cliff's new door.

Everyone he'd met in the past few weeks from Nico and Rachel to Beckendorf and Nyssa stood before him, but they weren't themselves. Their eyes were golden and glassy in a way, like a possessed victim.

"Monster," Nyssa hissed. She'd been the one to speak.

"Diablo! Murderer! Monster! You killed my sister, you bastard child!" Aunt Rosa was screeching at him, and he covered his ears, but it did nothing to block out the voices.

"You little freak! You thought you could run away!" He heard Miss Teresa, his first foster mother, screaming. "No one will ever love you. You're better off dead, you little murderer!"

Blood dripped down his chest from a long since healed stab wound. Pain skittled across his skin, coursing through him in waves from the sharp pangs in the wound to a dull ache in his fingertips.

"Why the hell did you even decide to foster him? He's a worthless, useless nutcase!"

"We needed to the money! It was your idea, Johnathon!"

"You little bitch!"

Bangs rang through his mind, memories of that night so many years ago.

"Help me,"

"Let her go!"

"Alice! Brandon!"

"Leo! Leo, Carly! Help!"

Silence.

They were dead.

"Leave," Percy hissed. "No one wants you here."

"Please, please," Leo whimpered.

"Leave, run," Annabeth sneered.

"Monster," they chorused.

Beckendorf came closer, smirking as he raised his sword. "Don't you know that what goes around comes around, murderer?"

"No!"

Fire shot from his hands, lighting the clearing. The last thing he heard before the dream ended were the screams of his friends as they burned alive.

Leo shot up in his bed.

He reached for his backpack before he stopped himself. It was just a dream; why should he run away over something like that?

For the first time since his mom died, Leo didn't want to leave. He had his brothers and sisters, his new friends. Hell, Beckendorf had said he was proud of him. It was almost like having a family again.

Leo retracted his hand and tried to go back to sleep.

He'd ignore the dream and the urge to run.

For now, at least.

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