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The arrow fell to the ground. The comically sized boxing glove on the tip would have made anyone laugh if it weren't for the extremely serious expression of its shooter.

Artemis was perched on top of cabin seven; eyes narrowed glaring at the poor son of Ares who couldn't take a hint to save his life. Despite what was fixing to be a gruesome black eye, he simply grinned. "Oh, sorry, somebody got jealous." He smiled up at her. "I'm sorry cutie, should I call you instead?"

Before she could hop down and school him, Poseidon's hand slammed around his throat. "That's it," he growled, "you don't talk to Gwen or Olivia that way, especially not Liv, you got it?"

"What are you going to do," he choked, "choke me to death with your plants?"

"No, I'm doing that well enough with my fists."

Athena put her hand on Poseidon's shoulder. "Dylan, let him go. He's not worth getting those clothes dirty."

He sighed and let him go. "When I go back home, I'm adding him to my no going near an ocean list," he muttered to himself. He turned to Athena. "You good?"

"Yeah," she said. He started to walk next door, but she stopped him. "Dylan!" He turned around and she kissed his cheek, much to his surprise. "Thanks."

He smiled. "No problem Liv, if you ever need help just ask." Poseidon whispered something in her ear. "I know you hate asking for help, but instead of you pride you need to think of the baby, okay?"

"Of course."

He bid his goodbyes and collapsed through the doorway of the Demeter cabin. Demeter herself was sitting on the edge of her bed waiting for him.

"Hey," she offered lightly to her brother. "So…"

"So what? She's pregnant, I'm a screw up, and her father will kill me?"

Demeter sighed. "So that's what you meant when you were muttering."

Poseidon plopped down on his bunk. "Yeah." He put his head in his hands. "This was never supposed to happen."

"When?"

He blushed a little bit. "Remember that day when the air con broke?"

"Is that where you disappeared to?"

"Um, yeah. But I had no clue what she was doing."

Demeter chuckled a little. "That definitely sounds like you."

The other guy in Cabin Four walked over. "So I heard…" Poseidon looked at him. "Yeah, it's just that…didn't you say you weren't dating?"

"We lied. Her brother Gale doesn't like me. We were trying to avoid a major argument by keeping it a secret."

"He's very protective of her," Demeter tried to explain.

"Overprotective of her," the sea god growled.

His 'brother' dragged his foot along the cabin's wood floor awkwardly. "Well, maybe he did have a reason to; I mean she did wind up pregnant. That's kind of dumb on her part."

"Don't you dare call her stupid again." Poseidon glowered at the teen. "She's smarter than you multiplied by fifteen million. We made a stupid decision. Two of us did. And calling someone stupid over one decision is idiotic in and of itself."

The other boy walked away quietly.

Demeter snorted. "And you say you don't love her."

Elle slammed her hands against the wall. "I want to strangle that idiot!" She turned to her mother. "You should have let Dylan kill him."

Athena sighed. "It's not that bad dear."

"Not that bad? That idiot dared to call you a slut." The demigod snorted. "As if he has any room to speak, he's probably got fifteen thousand STDs." Then she blinked. "Strike that, I don't think a girl has ever even gone near him willingly."

"I wouldn't blame them," a voice called.

Elle looked to see Artemis standing in the doorway. Some of the other cabin members stared. "Can I borrow Olivia for a bit?"

The cabin leader began to protest. "But…"

"Curfew's in an hour. They have time," Elle said with a dangerous tone in her voice.

Zeus also tried to protest. "Olivia shouldn't be going anywhere."

Athena's eyes narrowed at her father. "It will be fine." He opened his mouth to speak again. "Gale," she warned in a low voice. "Drop it."

She followed her sister out the door without another word.

Artemis's silvery-blue eyes stared Athena down. As she stood there without a word, Athena squirmed under her sister's scrutinizing gaze. Then she was surprised to find herself tearing up a bit when trying to explain herself to the auburn.

Eventually she couldn't even speak, because she was so thick with tears.

Artemis looked at her sister in surprise. She was going to yell at her, but her big sister had dissolved into tears. "Olivia, what happened?" she asked.

"I'm not like you," she eventually replied fighting back the tears.

"What?"

Athena shook her head. "I've never wanted to take that oath."

"You didn't?"

"No, I never did." She sighed. "I took it, because my heart was broken."

Artemis blinked. "Isn't that a reason to cast away men?"

"No," the young pregnant woman shook her head. "Because the person to break my heart healed it twice as much for every injury he caused."

She sighed. "You love him."

"What?"

Artemis sighed. "You love him, admit it." She looked up at the sky. "I thought you just got carried away. But no, you actually love him."

She looked affronted. "I don't. I really don't."

"You would never have done what you did otherwise."

Athena tried to deny it, but her eyes betrayed herself.

"I still don't get it though. Why?" Artemis asked quietly.

"I think I needed this. I needed to actually follow my heart for once."

"Was it your heart or your hormones though?"

Athena sighed quietly. "I don't think they're mutually exclusive."

Artemis let out a breath. "I really don't like this."

"Please, I need you."

"I know you do. But you have to give me time to understand this." Her silver eyes glowed in the moonlight, and Athena could see tears in them. That made her feel worse than anything, her sister was crying because she let into those stupid hormones.

She nodded. "I'll give you time. But Gwen?"

"Hmm?"

"Boys aren't that bad you know."

She smiled a little. "I wouldn't quite go that far."

"Good night," Athena said. Her sister said her own before dashing off to her cabin.

When Athena got back inside, her father had already turned in. She didn't want to talk to him right away anyway. She just shook her head to Elle's silent question and began to turn in herself. With how chaotic her day had been all she needed was a nice night's sleep.

And she had one up until about two AM when she woke up to what sounded like a girl screaming.

A/N:

So who is screaming? I know, but do you?

Also, some of you might have heard me talk about my crush at school that looks just like Logan Lerman. Well not only does he that, he loves PJO, his favorite god is Poseidon, and now I've learned that he is on the swim team and wins a lot at their meets.

He's just being mean now.