Here is the next chapter. I think the next chapter of this won't be posted until Sunday due to the fact that the biggest number of readers get on Sunday Night. So... Yea, thank you to Sarra Salmalin. I love you girl. In a friendly way of course. But, you have to be my most dedicated reader at this point. And, if I ever make it big! I'll tell you my real name so you can read my book. Just thought I'd let you know.

"You lied to me

But I'm older now

And I'm not buying baby"

I remember the day that I thought it had all fallen apart. It was the day that I thought my life was truly over. I had fallen asleep like any other night. I fell asleep in my personal tent with the lamp on low so that it was dimly lit. That's how I always fell asleep, so I expected to wake up the same. How wrong I was…

I awoke to a bitter smell. It filled the air around me like, well like, a dirty smell. The smell I recognized to be the smell of monster. It had the smell of blood mixed in it. That iron taste to the air lingered on my tongue.

As I came further into consciousness I could feel the soft texture of sheets. They covered the top of my legs but not my arms. They were under me in wrinkles that caught between my legs. I could hear the steady hum of an air conditioner though there was sweat on my palms. There was also the sound of someone quietly breathing off to the side. I could hear even that due to the fact that my senses had gone into overdrive with my waking.

I opened my eyes slowly slightly scared of what might be waiting for me in the real world. No one was there. There was a dresser that had a few candles on it and then mostly nothing except for a few books. Also, I noticed that the rest of the room was mostly empty besides the bed that I was resting upon.

I was still in my huntresses' clothes as I sat up. The comforter and sheets fell down so that they pooled around the bottom of my waist. I heard the relaxed breathing pick up in the slightest and I dared myself not to look at the person.

"Thalia…" My breath caught at the voice. It was husky and rough and it was the voice that lingered in certain dreams. Luke…

There was a dragging silence as I didn't want to curse my chances of forgetting him. I knew it wasn't possible to completely forget him, but I could forget certain things. I had already forced myself to forget how the scar exactly sat on his face. But, that was all I was able to achieve so far. So, if I looked at him now it would be like forcing my self to remember for the rest of my existence.

"Thalia, please just look at me." He whispered his voice getting closer as he crossed the room.

"No…" I replied quietly. The heights of the bed changed as someone else's weight came down on the mattress. Two arms lightly came around my shoulder and his hands took hold of mine in a feeble attempt for sweetness. His hands were rough and callused, that of a true swordsman. "You're not real; you're not here." I whispered to myself.

"I am. I am here." His lips brushed my ear lightly as he whispered to me. "I'm right here." He breathed before kissed my neck.

Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes and I bit back a gasp. "Stop…" I tried to say, but it came out weak making it sound more like a suggestion then an order. His lips met my skin at the base of my neck and pleasure started to over rule my sense of what was right and what I wanted. I heard the sound of the sheets ruffling and then felt as his hand touched my leg. His callused fingertips were gentle as he brushed up my leg slowly.

"Thalia, I've missed you." He claimed softly his hand still lingering on my upper thigh.

"Let me go." I forced some sort of authority into my voice.

He picked my up by the back of legs and turned me around so that I faced him. I kept my gaze averted as he moved the hair from my face. He pressed his forehead to mine and I could feel the warmth that radiated off him.

"Please look at me Thalia." He whispered his breath caressing my face. "Please," He begged.

"No, let me go. I can't be here." I pulled away from him as much as possible still not daring a glance to look at his face. He let go and I fell backward so that I was lying on the bed. Somehow he took this to his advantage and settled his weight completely on top of me. I struggled to breathe as his lips met mine. "Luke…" I had meant to try and insult him, but as soon as our lips met I forgot. I forgot that I wasn't supposed to look at him. I forgot that I was supposed to hate him. I forgot how to fight back.

"Thalia, now you know how it feels to be with me." He whispered harshly as he pulled away from me. "Please, stay with me."

"I can't…" My voice cracked at the thought of me being the one to have to leave him. I didn't want to leave him. I knew I had to.

"Why?" He demanded grabbing my wrists roughly. I winced slightly at the sudden pressure.

"Because, I can't Luke – ouch, gods dammit Luke." I struggled to get out of his hold with no triumph. His hands constricted further around my wrist and I bit back a scream. "Luke, you're hurting me!" My voice was suddenly small. My voice dropped down so many levels it was almost a whisper.

"Stay with me, finish this war Thalia. We can be together once they're out of the way." They, they, that's my family. That's my father, Artemis, Hermes. His dad, he wanted to harm his own father.

"No…" I didn't even make a sound now. I was barely able to form the words with my lips.

"Why not?" Luke ground his teeth together and pressed my wrist up above my head hurting me further.

"Because I'd have to give up my life Luke! I'd have to leave the huntresses and the gods behind! You know I can't do that. You know I can't!" A second jolt of confidence had surged through my body giving me the voice I needed to make a good argument.

"You should choose better." He turned his head away from me. My wrists were released and he sat back further on the bed. I scrambled to my feet and retrieved my things off of a side table. I pulled on my cloak and strapped on my bow and quiver of arrows. I took one more moment to look at Luke before I threw open the door.

I sprinted down the hall making it out of one corridor and into the next one. A Cyclops began his way toward me down one hall so I back tracked and ended up in front of the stairs to the boiler room. As more monsters came down both ends of the hallway I headed down the stairs. It was hot and there was a high whistle of steam coming from a busted pipe. A beastly man though I'm not sure the name of the monster spotted me while I was on the stairs and I cursed myself under my breath.

I jumped the railing to the stairs and ended up down in a small cavity between two giant machines. There was a shout for a search in area 3G and I guessed that's where I was. I notched an arrow on my bow and then drew back waiting with a steady hand for some monster to try and grab me.

"Intrusion alert code 537. Son of Poseidon spotted on board." An intercom crackled with the words and then it was cut silent. Everyone in the boiler room disappeared and soon after Beckendorf and Percy appeared down in the boiler room. My bow was still held strong as I didn't let my guard down for a second. Percy left with Riptide drawn and I stood silent still. Beckendorf came to where I was hiding with a jar of Greek fire and froze when he saw me.

"Thalia Grace?" He wondered curiosity clear in his tone.

"What are you doing here Beckendorf?" I demanded stepping out from my hiding spot keeping a trained bow pointed at him.

"We're going to blow the ship. I need you to get out of here before we do." He responded calmly as if I wasn't ready to send an arrow through his chest.

"Fine, I'm leaving. Don't follow." I spat the last sentence and he held up his hands in defense.

"Wouldn't dream of it." He promised. He held out his hands in surrender as I made my way up the stairs and disappeared back into the maze of hallways. I made it to the side of the boat in the matter of seconds. It had been easier to find my way out considering all the monsters were surrounding Percy who was fighting for his life on the main deck. I wanted to help him, but I had to get back to the Huntresses. I would not die in battle. Not for this fight I wouldn't. Not when I could get Luke back for the lies in another battle.

I dove into the cold water and braced myself for the swim back. I was ready to tell Lady Artemis what we were going to do for this war. We were going to be apart of it as much as possible. Little did I know Lady Artemis had already gone to war before I got back…