Sam's POV

I sat in front of the mirror, drawing along my eye lids with my black eye liner when a knock sounded on the door. I looked at Ali, looking for confirmation. She nodded and gave me a smile.

"It's so a date" she said as I got up and slipped into my Sambas.

"Is not…we're just going to a movie" I retorted as I picked up my iPod touch and started walking towards the door; normally I would have brought my phone but I can't have one anymore because it's "unsafe". I opened the door and smiled at Travis. He was wearing a navy blue Notre Dame flat bill over his shaggy hair. Parts of his bangs were in his eyes, but you could still see the beautiful blue eye color he had. He changed from his camp shirt to an open red plaid shirt with a black undershirt. He was wearing somewhat baggy jeans, but he didn't look stupid by sagging them.

"I didn't realize that Avril Lavigne went to camp here" he said with his adorable smile growing on his face. I could feel my cheeks turn a slight shade of pink.

"Well you never know, she could be an Apollo kid and not have told anyone" I replied as I closed the cabin door behind me. He laughed a really cute laugh, causing his eyes to sparkle.

"C'mon, we have to hurry before we get caught" he said while resting his hand on my shoulder. He said something in Ancient Greek, which I easily knew was teleport. He took his hand off my sho9ulder and we were standing in the middle of a busy sidewalk, right in front of an AMC theater.

"Woah…how did you do that?" I asked completely astounded. Travis smiled and walked up to the ticket booth, buying two tickets for Contagion. (A/N when I wrote this…Contagion was in theaters…and I don't want to change it…so yeah).

"Hermes kids can teleport since our dad is the god of travelers" he replied as he led me into the theater. We walked into the theater, which was surprisingly empty; maybe the movie was out too long for people to still want to see it. I sat down in the top row, dead center. Travis sat down and pulled the cup holder up; hmm I sure wonder what he had planned. The movie began playing as the lights dimmed. From the corner of my eye, I could see Travis shifting around nervously. Within five minutes of the movie, I nuzzled closer to him and rested my head against his chest, feeling happier than any time I had done this with Mitch. Whenever the movie freaked me out, I could feel Travis hold me closer to him and almost whisper, "It's okay, you're safe". I couldn't help but feel all giddy inside.

When the movie finished, he teleported us back to camp. The starts were bright and shinning with the half-moon giving a bit of light. He took my hand and walked me back to the Apollo cabin; such a gentleman. I looked up at him and smiled once we were at the door.

"I had a great time Trav" I said, breaking the silence.

"So did I. And I really want to do it again" he replied with his smile; gods he was so good to me. Before I could reply, I remembered something…I was still pregnant; there is no way he would still want to date me because of that…I guess my smile faded or something since he then asked, "Something wrong?"

"Well sort of…" I replied nervously.

"Care to explain?" he asked sounding concerned; aww he is concerned for me.

"You might not want to be with me after I tell you…" I whispered in fear that I would become heartbroken again.

"What would that be?"

"I'm pregnant…" I whispered even softer. He paused a few minutes, his mind deep in thought; oh gods…he hates me or something.

"Who is the father?" he asked, breaking the silence.

"Mitch…but he doesn't know" I whispered, feeling the tears wanting to slide down my cheeks like a river.

"Well, the baby will need a father" he said with a small smile growing on his face.

"What do you mean?" I asked, wiping the tear from the corner of my eye; I hope my eye liner isn't getting messed up or something.

"I could say that the baby is mine and be it's father" he replied. Without thinking I cupped my hands on his cheeks and kissed him. Travis was caught off guard but kissed back; I could feel a smile spreading across his and my lips. I slide my hands to his neck, knocking his hat off in the process. His arms hooked around his waist and pulled me deeper into the kiss. We could have kept going but a group of Aphrodite girls all went "aww", causing us to break away.

"Do you really mean that Trav?" I asked very seriously.

"As a heart attack" he replied. I smiled and kissed his cheek.

"I guess that also means we're together" I said as I picked up and put his hat on backwards; Mitch never let m wear his UNC hat ever.

"I guess so" he replied with a smile.

"I guess I'll see you in the morning" I said while opening the door.

"What about my hat?" he asked.

"You'll get it back at some point…maybe" I replied before closing the door, my heart fluttering in my chest; this would work out just perfectly for once.