A/N: Hola! This chapter's title and general idea came from Lucia Diana-Ninja Queen, so three cheers for the chica!

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B is for Busted

The cool night air rushed around Travis and his brother, Connor, as he worked his magic on the lock on the camp store's door.

Click.

"We're in!" He whispered excitedly to his brother. He pushed open the door, not even bothering to hold his breath to wait for the alarms. He trusted his younger sibling's skills for disarming alarms.

The Stoll brothers pushed their way into the store and looked around. Travis immediately ran to the snack foods isle, while Connor ran over to the drinks.

Travis unzipped his backpack and started to shove anything he could grab into it. Poptarts, Candy bars, Chips, Gum, you name it, Travis grabbed it.

He zipped his pack back up. "You ready, bro?" He stage-whispered.

"Yeah." Connor whispered back. Together, they hurried to the door and slipped out the door. Travis re-locked the door and Connor re-armed the alarm system, to make it look as if they were never there.

They brothers turned to each other and high-fived, congratulating each other on yet another clean snatch. They had practically gotten away scot-free.

The two turned and darted over to the bathrooms in the middle of the U. This was almost too easy. They scanned the area for anyone who might see them. They were about to go, when suddenly:

Flush.

The brothers froze where they were and held their breath. Seconds ticked by. A creak sounded as a bathroom door swung open. They waited a few minutes, until they were almost sure the person in the bathroom had gone away. They started to creep to the edge of the building, towards the Hermes cabin.

"Just what do you think you're doing?"

The boys spun around to come face-to-face with a very tired and angry head counselor- of the Demeter cabin.

"K-Katie, I, uh…" Travis began. His eyes flicked to his little brother was standing. He craned his neck to see Connor dashing across the yard to Cabin 11. He began to sprint after him, but something caught him on the ankles, not letting go. He looked down. Strawberry Vines. With a sigh, he turned back to Katie.

She stood with her arms crossed and her foot tapping. "Well? I'm waiting. And I'm not leaving until I get a good answer." She said.

He looked around. "I, uh, was just, um, looking for…my cat! Yeah, my cat!"

Katie sighed. "Wow. That, just, wow." She shook her head. "Your cat, Travis? Really? Now that's just sad. Connor must be rubbing off on you. You don't even have a cat."

Now, for those of you who don't know Travis, he did not like being laughed at. Or made fun of. Least of all by our dear Katie Gardener. Even though, I assure you, he was very used to it.

"No, really, Miss Know-It-All. My cabin, being the dears that we are, found a stray cat and decided to keep it. It was, you know, traveling. And Hermes is the god of Travelers and such." He lied with a smug smile.

"And the god of thieves." Katie glared at him. "Open the backpack."

"Now, Katie, my dear, why would I do that, when I could…" Travis paused for dramatic effect. He slung his arm around her shoulder. "Take you on a date." He finished with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"What?" Katie sputtered, shrugging off his arm. "I will never go on a date with you as long as I live, Travis."

"Ooh, I see what you did there. "As long as you live." But nothing about after you die…" Travis grinned.

Katie groaned and put her head in her hands.

Travis was losing her. He needed to step up his game- time for pickup lines.

"Do you come around here often?" He decided to begin with something simple.

"I live here, you dolt."

"Um, yeah, right. I mean like, around here." He gestured to their surroundings.

"You mean behind the bathrooms?"

Travis sighed. This was going to be harder than he thought. The good thing though, was that he had distracted her from telling on him. And he got to spend more time with Gardener. Not that he cared. Pshht.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Please, Travis, I beg you. Stop trying pickup lines. It's been, like, a half-hour."

He was loosing her. This usually didn't happen. He was always smooth, slick, and a magnet to the ladies. Why was Gardner any different?

A sly smirk formed on his face. "Fine, then. I'll just pick you up." Before she could say or do anything, Travis swept her up in his arms and held her, bridal style.

"What the-? Travis, put me down or I will kill you in painful, colorful, creative ways!" she shrieked.

"Why should I?"

"I will slit your throat with my dagger if you don't, that's why." Katie threatened.

Travis carried her over to a nearby tree. Fortunately, there was a low-hanging branch, low enough for Travis to dump Katie onto it, but high enough that she couldn't get down with out help. He dumped on the branch.

"Travis, don't be surprised if you wake up one morning and find my dagger in your-"

"Now now, Katie-Bug, that is not how we talk to the God of Awesomeness and Sexy Hair."

"You mean Apollo? What does any of this have to do with him?"

"No, Katie, I'm talking about me." Travis sighed.

"Oh. I thought that you were the God of Jerks, Liars, and Pranks." Katie glared at him as she clung to the tree trunk, trying not to fall off. Behind her, the full moon washed over her, and for the first time Travis saw what she was wearing.

She was wearing a pale blue silky tank top with matching pants. A little bow and a few ruffles were the only decorations. Simple, yet perfect.

Katie caught him staring. "What?"

"N-nothing." He stuttered, looking away. He took a deep breath to recollect his remarkable coolness. His smirk returned, and he turned back to Katie, who was currently trying to burn holes through Travis with her glare.

Why didn't she just get down using her Demeter-y powers, because, well, she is in a tree, you might ask. We don't know, we would answer. Was it possible…that Katie didn't want down? Ha, no, she was just too tired to think straight.

"Well, well, well, Katie Gardener, you are in quite the predicament. There's no one around here to help you don't but me, and I don't think I wanna do that."

Suddenly, Katie remembered how she got up there in the first place. "Well, when I do get down, this will also be mentioned to Chiron when I tell him about you and Connor robbing the Camp Store.

"I was looking for my cat!"

Katie snorted and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. That's impossible, because that would be you caring AND responsible. And that will happen when Hell freezes over."

"Wow, Gardener, that really hurt." He put his hand over his heart in mock shock and hurt.

"When I get down for here, you really will hurt."

"I can't wait for that. I hope that's a promise, not a threat." He smirked, and he waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Katie groaned. "Oh my Gods, you're impossible.."

"Impossibly hot, you mean."

"Yes, I am mean when idiots take me hostage in the middle of the freaking night and they shove me in a freaking tree behind the freaking bathrooms." Katie snarled.

"Idiots? Where?" Travis looked around in mock confusion.

"Just give it up, Travis, I've won- your getting in trouble, your plan failed, and I won't go out with you- face it, you're busted." Katie said smugly.

Travis raised an eyebrow at her. "You don't have to go out with me; I don't really care. As for you ratting me out: You little nark! Why?" He cried dramatically, getting on his knees.

For some reason, Katie felt a wave of disappointment when Travis said he didn't care that she wouldn't go out with him. She brushed it aside and focused on glaring at the boy below her. "Because stealing is wrong, Travis. And so is taking people hostage."

"I'm not holding you hostage," Travis began, getting up and approaching the tree. He looked up at her. "You're free to leave whenever you want. If you can." Travis snickered. He began to scale the tree.

Katie tightened her grip on the trunk and cautiously watched Travis climb. Travis maneuvered around her arms and sat down on the branch next to her. He was glad the branch was thick and sturdy, and didn't even waver the slightest when he got on.

He turned to her. "Are you sure you don't want to go on that date? Are you still gonna tell?" He inched closer.

Poor, sleepy, little Katie was too tired to process what was happening before his lips were on hers. Her eyes widened in surprise as he pinned her against the trunk for a moment. She did in fact, and she will deny this if you ever ask her, kiss him back. Unfortunately, he pulled away from her before she could do much of anything, taking his cinnamon-tasting lips with him.

She stared at him, wide-eyed an breathless. He looked into those pools of emerald that were her eyes. His smirk returned.

"How 'bout now?" He asked.

Katie didn't reply, whether that was because she didn't know anymore, or because she was shocked speechless.

He chuckled. "By the way, I hate cats."

And with that, he jumped down from the branch and slipped away into the night.

Which would have been a brilliant ending, except he had left Katie stranded up in that tree.

A/N: Sorry it was kinda short, and I didn't really like it, but I was pretty pleased with the ending. So, submit your story ideas and tell me what you think when you review. (Hint hint) =) And for the record, yes, Travis really did care that she said no to a date. But maybe now, she'll say yes…;) Love you guys!

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