I had a vision earlier. Yes another Tratie fic. I'm hooked on them.

If You Die…

Promises. Mostly broken, but sometimes they can be kept. The kept one are very touching, but this promise happens to be my favorite.

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"FOR OLYMPUS!" Percy yelled, and we all replied heroically.

I looked at my cabin, "Alright, guys, here's the plan! Grab some foliage and head to the tunnel!"

Everyone grabbed a flower, a piece of soil, and one bucket of water, and we headed in direction of the tunnel. Jacob, my second in command lead the way.

I was about to follow suit when the Stolls boys called my name, "Gardner!"

My cabin stopped, but I ushered them on.

"I'll catch up. Jacob, do plan B," I said. They all left, but I could tell they didn't want to leave me alone.

I turned to them. They had half of their idiotic cabin split up. One headed toward the Brooklyn Bridge the others left for Manhattan Bridge. They walked up to me.

"So, I see we're neighbors, Katie," Connor said. I shook my head.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked curiously. Travis smiled.

"If you ever need help," he said, "just yell our names."

"Yeah, right," I scoffed. "The only reason you'd be callin' name, is when I'm dangling you upside down from a vine, and it's for mercy."

"Whatever," Connor said, and he jogged after his cabin. Travis just stayed.

"Aren't you going to go to your station?" I asked annoyed.

"In a second," he said. Before I could ask why, he pressed his lips to mine.

It only last a second, but it sparked up my body and left me stunned.

"Luck, Gardner!" he called as he jogged off.

I stood there stunned, not being able to move. I touched the spot where his lips had touched mine. Only did I return was when the battle cries in the distance rise. I ran to support my cabin. Things were about to get nasty.

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"Katie, we need more!" Jacob cried.

I looked around. We had made do of what we had, but we were now out.

"Um, Claire, Miranda, come with me!" I ran off toward Central Park with them close on my heels.

We sprinted all the way toward Broadway when I heard my name called, "Gardner!"

"Yes?" Miranda and I said in union. Miranda was my distant cousin. Somewhere along the line, her last name was confused.

We all turned. It was Connor, and he had a wounded camper's arm around his shoulder. They were stumbling toward us. I jogged toward them. Connor laid the wounded camper on the ground, and we knelt next to him.

The guy was covered in blood from a wound on his shoulder. What shocked me the most, though, was the identity of the camper. It was Travis, the idiot who had kissed me earlier. I felt my eyes water, but I stayed strong.

"What happened?" I said, but I came out awkward as I choked on tears.

"It doesn't matter," Connor said. "He's unconscious, and we need to get him to the Plaza!"

"Uh, Miranda, Claire!" I said urgently as I put one of Travis's arms around my shoulder. "Get more plants and get back fast! You'll have to hold you own for a while."

They took off quickly as Connor and I took off with Travis to the Plaza.

"I thought you hated us Gardner," Connor asked surprised at my help.

"I may hate ya'll's guts, but I can't let you die," I said.

"I'm touched," he joked through the pain. I stopped.

"We're going to slow," I said. I looked around. There was nothing we could use. Everything was jammed or well, not available.

I was about to lose hope when my eyes landed on a moped.

"Perfect," I exhaled with relief. "C'mon!"

I sat in the driver's seat since I was the better driver. Travis was propped between me and Connor. I could feel the blood seeping onto my shirt, so I revved up the engine and took off.

I zipped and swerved between car after car trying to avoid hitting one and getting us into a wreck.

Finally, I managed to get to the Plaza in one piece. We quickly threw the scooter down and ran inside.

I ran into Jake Mason, "Are any Apollo campers here?"

He shook his head, "No, they're all stuck at a huge fight at Williamsburg. What happened with Travis?"

"Later," Connor said. "We just need him to get treatment fast."

"Katie, aren't you skilled with herbs," Jake asked.

"Yes, but…" I tried, but he cut me off.

"Okay, you fix him, I'll get ambrosia and nectar," he went into the kitchen. I was left there confused and scared. Of course I knew herbs, but I never actually used them to heal.

We laid Travis on a couch. I felt his pulse. Oh my gods, it was low.

I breathed heavily. I looked at one of the Aphrodite girls standing around at the scene.

"Get me some vegetables, water, and some jams quick!" I turned to an Athena guys. "I need you grab me any plants you can find! There should be a good patch of healthy ones near fifth!"

Connor had already taken Travis's shirt off and I would've been every distracted by his muscles, but I was more concerned with the blood.

There was a huge gash in his right shoulder. It couldn't have been a slash. I think it was a stab.

"It's deep," I said. I looked up.

The Aphrodite girl gave me all I needed. I think she saw more because she ran back.

I took the water and cloth and started to clean the area around the wound. Then, I used the nectar Jake brought and cleaned the actual thing. I could tell it pained him, because he flinched. I didn't know you could do that unconscious. Connor compressed the cloth while I mixed the vegetables and jams together to make a healing paste.

While I was still at work, I saw Silena rush in with two of her brothers. I caught a glimpse of blonde hair and I knew that it was Annabeth.

"Jake, check on her!" I said. He followed even without my directions.

I poured the paste onto Travis's wound right as the Athena guy came back. I quickly added the juice from the plant. I said a prayer to my Mom and Apollo for help.

Finally, when all I could do was done, I tore a piece of cloth off of my shirt and tied it tightly around his shoulder. Hopefully, it was enough.

I sat down tired and exhausted from the work I put in. All we could do was wait now.

I was all out of hope, but the Athena guy said to me, "I saw people walking toward the Plaza. I think the worst is over for know. I believe they have retreated."

His theory was answered when I heard Percy and Will Solace run onto the scene. Percy didn't acknowledge us, but Will saw us.

Percy stared to talk to Jake, when Will asked, what happened?

We were practically best friends since forever, and we knew each other so well, we could basically tell what each other was saying without even saying it.

Travis Stoll has a deep stab wound. You go help Annabeth. He'll be okay for a minute or two.

He nodded and followed Percy up to the elevators.

I felt Travis's pulse again. It was still low. As much as I he was annoying, I had deep feelings for again. I always thought they were hatred, but maybe they might not be.

I was jarred out of my thoughts when Layla Solace, Will's sister, arrived.

"What happened?" she asked as she untied the cloth. Connor had left the scene because it was too much to bear so I held Travis's head in my lap as I told what I thought.

"I was going to get more plants for the wall when I saw Connor carrying Travis. I tagged along and brought them here. I think he was stabbed. The wound was way too deep to be a slash."

She gasped, "He seems to be not as bad as you said."

"I improvised with something Chiron taught me. It wasn't enough to fully heal," I said.

"Whew! Well, lucky you arrived at the scene! I'd say if you didn't act as fast as you did, he probably would've been dead," she said. She took out her godly doodads and got to work.

The kept smothering and drizzling all different antidotes on the wound to help. Finally, she covered it with a silver paste and muttered a blessing.

She covered it with my shirt cloth again and stood up shakily and pale.

"All better. He should wake up in about…" she started.

Travis groaned. She smiled.

"Now," she finished.

I sighed, "Thanks, Layla."

"I didn't think you would be so worked up over him," she replied curiously. My mouth dropped open. Before I could make a smart comeback she said, "See ya', Katie." She shooed everyone away.

I breathed heavily. Mental note: Get back at Layla.

I looked down at Travis. His eyes fluttered open.

"Gardner?" he rasped. "Where… Where am I? And why does my arm feel like it's been used as a chew toy?"

"Later," I said propping him up so he was sitting. "How do you feel?"

I sat Indian style next to him. A bag of ambrosia caught my eye, and I picked it up.

"Here," I said. He broke it in half and chewed it. He ate the second half. "Not too much, Stoll."

"How do I feel?" he thought for a second. "Better than I did."

"What happened?" I asked. I picked up and apple from the food pile and chewed on it.

"I was battling some dracaena. You know, nothing big, but the guy who was backing me u was a minor god camper. He wanted more pride so he shook off my cover and I was stabbed in the shoulder. Adidas was able to get me out of there fast and to Connor. I blacked out there. How did you get mixed in with it?"

"Oh, I was just running to get more plants from the park when Connor called for me. He was down the road. I told my sisters to go on and I got you here."

Connor walked up to us. I actually liked just having a talk, and Connor was going to ruin it, but he just said, "She also saved your life, bro."

"Wow, a compliment," I said. "I think he got hit on the head."

Connor rolled his eyes. I stood up, "You two should probably talk alone. I'm gonna leave before I get pranked. Annabeth is hurt so I'll just be up there."

"I'll come with," Travis said. I rolled my eyes and headed toward the elevator, but Connor decided to raid a theater snack bar.

I walked into the elevator with Travis. Why did Stoll have a sudden interest in me? He never has. All he's done is annoy and prank me. Did he do that because he liked me? If so, do I like him back?

No, that was obvious. After the prank on me, I never liked him.

"So," Travis said. He seemed uncomfortable.

"What?" I asked annoyed. He sighed exasperated.

"Why are you always so mad at me?" he practically yelled.

"Someone's feeling better," I muttered.

"No, that's not what I asked. Why are you always so mad at me? Tell me."

"The prank!" I retorted angrily.

"Ha, don't be so melodramatic. It was a prank!"

"Yeah, I kinda' got that."

"Humph," he said. The elevators dinged open. We walked out to see the Athena and Hermes cabins, Percy, and Silena. Annabeth was being treated at by Will.

He handed a not to one of the Athena guys who claimed he never stole.

"I will," Travis piped. Yep, definitely better.

"Leave cash or drachmes to pay. I have a feeling we'll be needing a lot more," Will said.

Everyone started to pile out. Annabeth seemed fine. After all, she was with Percy. I smiled and left.

I went to the kitchen and whipped up some grub and walked outside for some air. I found myself wandering to Central Park.

I sat down on a huge rock and looked at the sky. I kept thinking about my friends, family, what would happen to the camp… It was all happening too fast.

I was so deep in thought I didn't realize when person sat next to me. It was Travis Stoll.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I replied. "Beautiful isn't it?"

"Yeah," he said looking at me. "Oh you mean the sky! Yeah, it's alright!"

"Can I ask you something?" I asked looking at him. I took a deep breath. He looked expectant.

"Well… It's about… the raid! How'd it go?" I asked pathetically. It was also a lie. I was going to ask him about the kiss, but I chickened out.

"Uh, it was okay… We didn't get caught!" I gave a forced laugh.

I breathed again, "Okay, I…"

"Nope, it's my turn," he said. I sighed.

"I need your advice. It's about a girl," he said.

"And you're asking the girl who hates your guts?" I asked incredulously.

He rolled his eyes, "I really like her, but I'm not sure she likes me. I've been giving her huge hints about it."

"What kind of hints?" I asked.

"Pranks and stolen kisses… Things like that."

"Hmm, well, I'd say she is as thick as the earth," I said. He started to laugh. "What?"

"Katie, you are so thick!" he laughed.

"Wait, kisses, pranks… Stoll you like me?" I asked incredulously. He stopped laughing and got serious.

"I always had a crush, but when you did what you did today, I knew it was real…" he said bashfully. "I-I really like you, Katie."

I didn't know what to say. Stoll liked me? I mean… Wow! I had always had feelings for him too, I just… Wow!

"You know," I said. "There is this guy that I have had strong feelings for. At first he was funny, but then the feeling of comedy turned to anger, but now… I think those feelings are turning into love."

"Lucky guy," Travis muttered. I smiled and my heart took over. Was I really going to do this?

'You are pretty lucky," I said and I kissed him passionately.

He seemed surprised at first, but then he started to kiss me back.

I pulled apart, "Since there is a war going on, and if we are going to date, you are going to promise me one thing."

"What that?" he asked cautiously.

I stood up and offered him my hand. He took it and stood up.

"You have to promise to stay alive. Otherwise, I will hunt your dead soul down and kill it some more!"

He smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek, "I promise."

I took his hand and we walked back to the hotel hand in hand.

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Since then, he kept his promise through thick and thin. We have both managed to stay alive. That's the best part of our relationship.

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