PJO & HoO Drabbles

by prehistoric-huntress

She loved him. He hated her. The world collapsed. The day was saved. She died for the one she loved. He fought for the one he lost. They sang, they lived, they fought, and they died. Words can't capture the entirety of a moment, the emotions and reality that floods our every waking moment, but we'll be damned if we don't try.

8. You're Going With Me

You're Going With Me

"No hero ever makes it back," she whispered, lightly touching him to make sure he was real and not a mirage. He cracked a smile and caught her hand, placing it over his heart.

"Well, I'm not really a hero," he said. Then he ignited a small flame that danced on his fingertips. "Plus, I, uh, convinced them. Happy to see me?"

"Of course not," she said, though she knew it was false the same way she knew the stars come out at night.

"You're going to stay?" she said, trying to prepare herself for rejection yet again.

"No, I'm not," he said. Her heart immediately sank and she tried not to cry. She knew it was too good to be true. He was just trying to prove he could find Ogygia twice. He entwined his fingers with her.

"You're going with me."