A/N: sniffle sniffle

I feel so loved.

Thank you guys so much for all of the support you have given me. Do you feel that? That's me giving you a hug through this computer.

So I decided to post early.

Here you go.

Malcolm

"...going to have to launch a quest…"

At the word 'quest' I immediately sat up straight.

Chiron had called us all in to discuss the events of last night, and I hadn't been listening the whole time.

I was busy visualizing the dream I had last night, and comparing it to the Vivienne I had seen drinking Greek Fire.

It blew my mind.

"...think we should only send three people, Chiron," Percy was saying. "And I don't think we should consult the Oracle. This is something concerning the fate of our camp, and our camp alone. We should be able to resolve it ourselves. Now, who should we pick to go on this quest?"

"Hmm…" Chiron said. "How about...one of the Stoll brothers…"

"I'll go," Travis and Connor said at the same time. They both wore pained expressions.

"I'll go," Travis said, more firmly this time.

"Okay," Chiron said. "Then I think we should send Derek."

We all turned to look at a boy with dark brown hair, amber eyes, a bulky frame and a smirk.

I clenched my fists under the table. He was one of the people who used to bully Vivienne.

"And one more…" Chiron said. "How about-"

"Malcolm!" Annabeth blurted out.

We all turned to stare at her.

"I mean," she said, turning red, "He knew her pretty well, maybe he can convince her to come back."

"Wait, wait, wait," Derek said, sitting up. "Are we trying to convince her to come back, or trying to convince her to leave us alone? Because-"

"We're trying to convince her to come back," Percy said sternly.

Derek smirked. "But she's just a-" he used some swear words.

"Shut up," I said.

"Oh, come on Malcolm, we all know you favor her."

"I said, shut up!"

"Okay, everyone settle down," Chiron said. "Then it's settled. Travis, Malcolm, Derek, how do you feel about leaving at dusk?"

"Perfect." Travis said.

At dusk, with our bags packed, we were sent out of the camp's borders.

We decided to look near the forest and strawberry fields first, mostly because that seemed like the kind of place Vivienne would take refuge.

"You know," Derek said, breaking the silence as they trudged through the grass and dirt, "I think the whole camp is just overreacting. Vivienne isn't that big of a deal."

"Of course she is," Travis snapped at him. "You're just the son of a war god, you wouldn't understand."

"I think it's the camp that needs to understand," he said, turning to face them and walking backwards. "All they need to do is keep a stakeout and wait until she comes."

I snorted. "She'd be smart enough not to come when half the camp is waiting."

"Nah, she'd try to set them all on fire, that's what she'd do. But we'd be ready."

"What would we do if she did come?" Travis said, kicking at some rocks.

"Um, duh. Isn't it obvious? Slit her throat."

I lunged at him, but Travis held me back.

"Don't get into a fight," he said through gritted teeth. "It wouldn't be good for the quest."

"I don't care about the quest," I hissed back.

"She wouldn't want you to get into a fight." Travis said quietly.

That made me go limp.

"Yes, she would," I said hoarsely.

"No, she wouldn't. She wouldn't want you to get into a fight. She would punch him herself."

That made me laugh a little. It was pretty awesome to have Travis around, seeing as Vivienne used to spend a lot of time with him and his twin. The Stolls new as much about her as I did. They were pretty awesome. In fact, they even gave me the 'big brother talk' when they found out I was Vivienne's boyfriend.

I still remembered it…

"So," Connor had said mysteriously when I entered the Hermes cabin. "You're here."

"Yeah," I said, "You told me to meet you here after capture the flag."

"Well then," Travis said, stepping out of the shadows. "Do you know why you're here?"

"Um, no…?"

"I hear you're getting along with Vivienne," Connor said, starting to walk around me.

"Okay, seriously guys? Why is it so dark in here and why are you talking in that weird voice?"

"What voice?"

"THAT ONE!"

"Because it makes us sound dark and mysterious. Now be quiet."

I had frowned.

"So, where was I? Oh, yes. Vivienne. You are becoming friends with her, are you not?" Travis said, also beginning to walk around me.

"Um...yes? I mean, she's my girlfriend, if that's what you mean."

"Yes...that is exactly what we mean. Are you sure you can handle Vivienne?"

"Um...I don't know….yes?"

"Can take care of her?"

"Yes?"

"You don't sound sure."

"Yes, yes, I'm definitely sure."

"Well, then, if she ends up heartbroken, you know who we're going to place the blame on."

"Yeah, don't worry, I got it."

"Okay then…" I watched as Connor slowly started moving towards the wall and turned the lights on.

"Wanna eat dinner with us?" Travis had said, plopping down on his bed and throwing away the mysterious facade.

"Are you kidding?! No!" Dinner with the Stoll's usually meant mayonnaise instead of cheese on the pizza.

"Well, too bad. Vivienne's sitting with us today, and so are you."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine."

I was shaken from the past by Derek's voice. "Hey! Look! It's that *****'s things!"

I looked to where he was pointing to see an empty bottle of Greek Fire laying by a tree.

Inside was a note.

A/N: Again, thanks so much for all of the support for this story. I actually feel more enthusiastic about writing it now.

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