The Oracle and the Augur

by Luna Guerrero

After the 7 defeated Gaea, the 2 camps signed a peace treaty. To celebrate, camp Jupiter is staying at camp half-blood for a month. Reactions to this? Octavian is sulking because he'll have to be with Greek demigods. Rachel is jumping from excitement. What happens when these 2 oh so very different seers of the future meet? But are they really that different? Rachtavian/ Octachel

14. Chapter 14

So here is the next chapter! Yes, I realize it's short but I'm having slight writers block. I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Also I want to say that you to all of you. It feels really nice to know that a lot of people care about this story. Also please check out my other story, The Factions in Panem.

I am not Rick Riordan and I so not own the Percy Jackson or the Heroes of Olympus series.

She starts to walk away. I quickly ask "Will you think about what I told you the other day?"

She smiles and keeps walking but I faintly hear her whisper "of course"

Rachel POV

I decide to skip dinner and just stay in my cave that night to think.

His words from the other day race through my mind as I lay on the couch.

"The moment I saw you, I couldn't look away." Now thinking back I inwardly smile. I'll admit when I had first seem him I too had stared. There was something about him that just... Intrigued me.

"Even when I had pledged to hate a Greeks, I still let myself fall for you." My heart slightly melts at the memory of him saying that.

"And that hour I spent by the lake with you? It was the best hour I've had in long time." I'll admit that hour we spent together had been fun. I had turned out we had a lot in common.

"And when I found out you've sworn maidenhood, my heart broke in two. But I still kept having feelings for you!" I'm not sure if I should feel mad or touched by this. Both, I guess.

"So I admit it. I'm in love with Rachel Elizabeth Dare! And you know what? I'm proud of it." At the memory of this I smile fully. The truth in his voice still echoes in my mind. His eyes–a swirl of blue, green, and brown– had shown so much passion. It had made him look... Well handsome really.

I rub my hand to my face as I take a deep breath. What do all these emotions mean? Surely it doesn't mean... that I... like... Octavian?

No that must be wrong! I can't possibly like him! He fights with nine year olds for Hades sake! But at the same time... once you get to know him he can be kind and sweet and funny.

Ugh! What's wrong with me? I can't think about him like that! Or can I?

I slowly drift off to sleep with my last though being his swirling eyes.