Felicity

It had rained for the entirety of the 3 days following her encounter with the wolf. Since then, she had no contact with camp and no other wolf sightings. And, with the rain she was unable to try to track the prints, which no doubt would be destroyed by all this rain.

It was depressing.

Really depressing.

This was meant to be summer for gods sake and here she was, sitting inside, watching tv with Paul. He was good company, she'd decided. And apparently he seemed to think that she was also good company, given that he was almost constantly keeping her company since they'd met. It was probably good as well, he kept her mind off other things. It was only when he was gone that she remembered the images that tormented her, the people that haunted her thoughts and filled her entire being with guilt.

Sometimes, when he was gone, she even felt guilt that he was able to take her mind off of those things. Her fingers absently fidgeted with the beaded necklace around her neck, rather than actually watching the tv in front of her.

It was some kind of sappy romantic film. A chick-flick. Probably the first one that she had ever watched, and it was failing to catch her attention. She finally got pulled out of her thoughts when Paul let out a loud laugh, turning she saw he was looking at her rather than the film.

"You have got to be the first girl I know that isn't completely fascinated by these things," he commented as he saw the confused look on Felicity's face. The girl in question shrugged slightly.

"It's probably the most unrealistic thing that I've ever seen," the demigod commented, turning her eyes to the screen for a moment. "I mean seriously, by now the guy would've given up, or the girl would've gotten a restraining order."

Paul laughed harder at his imprints comment on the film, noticing that she was completely serious about it. Felicity on the other hand turned to the screen sadly, wondering what it would be like if romance was like it was portrayed in the films. Lee wouldn't have died if that was the case. And he would've done a better job at asking her to date him.

A small laugh escaped her lips at the memory.

"So you're not waiting for Prince Charming to sweep you off your feet?" she heard Paul tease, and her grey eyes focussed on his brown ones.

"I'd like to think that's a possibility, but real life doesn't mean that everyone has a happily ever after…" the blonde said seriously, not really thinking as she pulled her blonde hair into a messy bun. Without thinking she quietly murmured, "I know I won't have one."

Felicity kept her eyes to the stupid chick flick that was on, trying to make it look like she was paying attention.

She wasn't sure when she had fallen asleep, but it was definitely while she and Paul were still watching a random movie that he'd put in.

The moment her dream had started, Felicity knew how it would end.

It always ended the same way.

It always followed what happened.

The sound of swords clanging, cries of giants, monsters and demigods alike. Looking around camp frantically whenever she could, Felicity tried her hardest not to get caught up on the little details. It was disorientating though, this battle. It was the first actual battle any of them, aside from Chiron, had ever been in. Everyone was dressed in full armour, prepared for this moment… and at the same time they weren't. No one had ever expected the camp to be breached. No one had ever expected to be caught in the middle of a war.

Perhaps they should have expected it. Perhaps the warning signs were clear much, much earlier. But until now they had to be optimistic.

There was a fire, though that would have to wait until later. The demigods were all a bit preoccupied, though some of the children of Demeter were helping the nymphs try to put out the fire that was threatening to burn their trees.

Felicity's eyes caught on to Travis, who had just been knocked to the ground by another demigod. Within a second she had launched herself in that direction, she was just in time to feel the strength of the blow as the sword hit her shield. She staggered slightly, before slamming her shield in the direction of the other demigod. Of one of the traitors.

The blond swung her sword, which was blocked by the older demigod. She recognised him as an unclaimed demigod. A boy that she had trained with a few years prior. Out of all the times they sparred, she had only won a few times. But in this moment, her life was on the line. This time losing was not an option.

She used her her sword to block the next blow, trying to force both of their swords to the side. It was a risk, leaving herself partially open. But it was a move that she knew would catch her opponent off guard. That was her advantage.

She hoped.

Ducking, the blonde managed to dodge the next violent swing of the sword. Bringing her shield up to the side that his sword was one she launched herself forward, thrusting the sword at his torso. It was her first kill. The first time that she had killed another demigod. Her body was shaking as she looked at him, lying on the ground.

Travis, who had recovered, placed a reassuring had on her shoulder. A moment of calm in the midst of the chaos of the battle that continued around them.

"We have to keep fighting," Travis said, it seemed quiet, but Felicity wasn't actually sure if it was.

"I know," she whispered. 'I'm sorry,' she thought, the memory of the boy in her mind.

Both demigods had thrown themselves back into the battle, praying to all gods to take pity, to minimise the casualties. They had already seen some of their friends die, and they knew that the deaths would continue as long as this battle continued.

Felicity breathed a sigh of relief as she spotted Lee, using his bow to shoot another on of the monsters. They locked eyes and she smiled at him. A offered a big smile, and she could help but give one back, despite the fact that both of them were covered in sweat, monster dust, dirt and blood.

Suddenly he turned to her, she vaguely realised that he shot an arrow in her direction, and it was only a few seconds later that she realised a monster had been behind her. She mouthed a thank you to him with a sheepish smile, before returning her focus on staying alive once again. Having lost track of time, her body heavy and tired, she wasn't sure whether it had been minutes or hours since that moment.

There were a number of times where she had either realised something another demigod hadn't and jumped in to prevent them from being hurt, and she'd also noticed a number of times when she was grateful that others had done the same for her.

It was around them she once again caught sight of Lee, horrified when she realised the demigod he had been fighting had injured him. It looked to her as though her boyfriend had been stabbed, though he had managed to continue fighting. She tried to rush through the fighting to get to him, though it was a long process in which she herself had to try not to die.

"Lee!" she screamed, noticing as a giant approached him. He was already injured. Weakly trying to aim his bow at the giant. 'Please Apollo, please don't let him die, he's your son please,' her thoughts and prayers were frantic, not only to Lee's father, but also her own mother. The giants club smashed against his body. The daughter of Athena felt as though she couldn't breathe, her grey eyes wide. Her body had stopped for a moment, but after that she renewed her efforts to get to the boy.

Her thoughts were muddled as she moved between the giant and Lee, she threw herself at it in anger. Her attacks weren't ordered, weren't thought out. They were angry, just as muddled as she was.

She killed it. No doubt it was with the help of one of the other children of Apollo and a child of Hephaestus. But still the satisfaction she got from its death was immense. It was only at that point that her thoughts calmed slightly. Finally she scrambled to the son of Apollo that was lying on the ground.

His blue eyes were open, and moved as she approached, making her aware that he was still alive.

"Lee?" she said, a soft sob escaping her as a soft smile spread on his face. She dropped to the ground, carefully shifting the boy so his head was in her lap, playing with the soft blonde curls that she had always loved. "You're going to be alright, one of your siblings will come and we'll both get through this," she said, voice filled with determination, though her voice cracked a few times. She wasn't convinced by her own words. His eyes were sad as her looked at her. He reached for his hand slowly, revealing the pain that he felt.

"We both know that that isn't true…" he managed to say softly, a cough suddenly wracking his body as he struggled to breathe. Tears blurred her eyes as she just tried to make him as comfortable as possible. As soon as the cough resided, he looked straight at her again. "I love you, Felicity Uley," he said seriously. A soft smile managed to push its way onto her face as she cried.

"I love you too, Lee Fletcher." The answer was short, but all of the emotions she felt for him were in those words. Without thinking she pressed a soft kiss to his lips, knowing it would be the last time she would ever do that.

"Live a good life Fliss," another cough wracked through his body as he spoke. Her fingers kept running through his hair. She could only nod in response. She was trying desperately to hold back sobs, though she couldn't stop herself from crying. "Sing?" he asked, and Felicity bit her lip. She couldn't refuse him his dying wish.

"I stared up at the sun," she began softly, trying to stop her voice from cracking as she sang. "Thought of all other people, places and things I've loved," she managed to continue throughout the song, ignoring whatever was going on around her. It didn't matter what was happening. It didn't matter she'd left herself vulnerable, what mattered was what she was caught up in. In making his death as comfortable as she could.

"Thank you for being in my life," he whispered as he died, the song having stopped she burst into tears again, sobbing as she held the boy in her arms.

"Lee?" she tried softly, but his blue eyes didn't move, instead staying wide open. "Lee!" she called again more frantic. She kept screaming for her boyfriend even as her brother grabbed her and carried her away.

Suddenly her eyes snapped open as her body jumped up, breathing heavily, a layer of sweat on her as she cried out his name once again. She flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder, barely registering the concerned looks as scrambled away. It was only when Paul kneeled in front of her that her mind managed to overcome her physical response.

His brown eyes were full of concern, and seeing them, her entire body relaxed. She didn't know why, but instinctively she moved forward, wrapping her arms about the boys neck. He was hot, as though he had a fever, but she'd grown accustomed to that given all the boys that she was around seemed to have that. After a moment, possibly due to surprise, the boy wrapped his arms around her waist.

Felicity refused to cry again. But she needed the comfort, so silently she held onto him. Paul seemed to have enough sense not to open his mouth.

Paul

Paul would be lying if he was saying that he didn't find it funny that his imprint wasn't at all interested in chick flicks.

"So you're not waiting for Prince Charming to sweep you off your feet?" he commented teasingly, though it was half serious. His own mind was still on the fact that the bonfire was only a few nights away. That meant it was only a few nights until they told her about the Pack. Only a few nights until he told her that he had imprinted on her. And he didn't have a clue as to how she was going to take it.

"I'd like to think that's a possibility, but real life doesn't mean that everyone has a happily ever after…" she commented, and he could tell that she meant what she had said. He watched her tie her hair back, and thanks to his enhanced hearing he heard the words that followed. "I know I won't have one."

He looked at her in confusion, but she had her eyes focussed on the screen. The 16 year old didn't know what to do. The werewolf turned to face the television as well. He'd ask Emily for advice when she returned home.

20 minutes later he turned to Felicity, about to say something when he realised that she was asleep. A small smile appeared on his face as he quietly stood up, heading for the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. Like any of the other werewolves he had a massive appetite. Settling for a bag of chips, he opened them in the kitchen before returning to the living room. Grabbing the remote he changed the channel, turning to the sport channel as he figured his imprint anyway wasn't going to wake up anytime soon. The bags under her eyes were testament to the fact that she hadn't been sleeping well.

A whimper caught the werewolves' attention, instinctually he turned to his imprint. She was still asleep, her body restless. He could see she was sweating, and the look on her face was one of terror. Nightmare. What was he meant to do if she had a nightmare?

Paul had no experience with girls. Or rather not with a girl he actually wanted to keep around.

"Lee," he heard her cry, and his heart sank at the thought that she already had a boyfriend. That she would reject the imprint. He would wait of course, if it was true, if she had a boyfriend that she hadn't yet mentioned.

Seeing her shaking get worse, he quickly moved over, placing a hand on her and trying to speak to her, to wake her up softly.

"Fliss?" finally she shot up, her eyes wide with terror as she scrambled away from him. Again he found himself wondering what his imprint had gone through. The scars, the way that she responded to him as a wolf…

When she threw herself into his arms he didn't know what to do, simply wrapping his arms around her waist. He rubbed her back soothingly, trying to calm his imprint down. Emily had come home at that point, though Felicity didn't seem to notice. His brown eyes turned to Emily, not realising he looked completely out of his comfort zone; even with his concern. Emily seemed to realise the 16 year old didn't know what he was doing.

Emily smiled encouragingly, giving a nod, he relaxed slightly. If she thought he was doing the right thing, then he probably was…

Paul hoped that anyway.

A/N:

So finally Chapter 6, I've been a bit busy with exams and assignments lately, but this is a fairly decent chapter so I hope you like it. The bonfire chapter will definitely be the next chapter. Originally it was meant to be this one but I figured some character building on Felicity might be good, and a growth in the relationship between her and Paul before she figures out about the whole imprinting thing.

X: I don't have any plans on giving this up, I have to say I rather like this story, though I can't promise that the updates will be as regular as with the first couple of chapters.

Dally'sTUFF: Thank you for another lovely review! I'm not too sure, I'm thinking that due to her Quileute heritage she will be going to school on the reserve with the pack. But we'll see what happens.

Guest: I'm glad that you're enjoying the story, and I promise the bonfire chapter will be coming up soon! I'm not too sure how Felicity will react, she has a tendency to surprise me. And as for Jacob/Renesmee as a pairing, I'm not actually too fond of that pairing… hopefully I don't get kicked out of the fandom for that. But anyway I doubt I'm going to pair Jacob with her. And I'm thinking of a pairing for Leah to make things interesting…

HeLlHoUnD555: Yeah, originally Fliss was a daughter of Apollo, but then I figured that I could expand a bit on being a Daughter of Athena; still not one of the big three and I thought it would be interesting seeing someone living under the shadow of someone like Annabeth.