AN: Quite a few things to address here: first, I'd like to thank Witty Lady for giving me my first review and for following the story. Second, the last chapter was an Onesimus only chapter so this one is Eris only. Third, I understand that Artemis doesn't have any children; the Hunters of Artemis are the ones who are on Onesimus' capture the flag team. Fourth, the poll is still open and it is on my profile. To everyone who reads the story, you probably want to make a choice, or we will choose for you (and you won't like our choice)

Eris didn't really feel like going straight back to her cabin; there were too many thoughts in her head to sleep, anyway. She decided to take a walk around the camp. She walked without direction and ended up less than a hundred feet away from the victory party that the Ares cabin was having. Looking at the faces of those in the victory party, she noticed that, like always, the Hunters of Artemis had chosen not to join in the fun.

Eris rolled her eyes. She admired the Hunters' skills but thought their character was a bit . . . lacking.

Then Eris realized that there was little to no sound coming from the victory party. An Ares victory party was notorious for its obscene amount of noise. She noticed that everyone was gathered around the fire; intrigued, she looked closer at the fire and saw herself and Onesimus. She heard the crowd cheer when Onesimus' knee connected with her face and she heard boos when she hit Onesimus' shoulder with her hilt. It was then that she noticed for the first time that Onesimus' arm was in a sling. A smirk found its way onto her face. At least she'd done some damage.

Her smirk disappeared as she was forced to relive her embarrassing defeat. She wanted to leave, but she was frozen in place. Her face began to burn and she could only imagine how red it was. Whether it was embarrassment, decimated pride, or the fact that she wanted to be the one in Onesimus' position, telling the story, her eyes began to water.

Tears are for the weak, Eris, and you've been plenty of that tonight. She mentally chided herself. Before the retelling of Onesimus' victory was complete, Eris managed to unfreeze her limbs and make her way towards her cabin. She kept her head down throughout the rest of the walk, not wanting to see anyone.

Eris walked quickly up the stairs to her cabin, and had her hand on the doorknob when she heard someone say "And where have you been miss doom and gloom?" Clif said with a chuckle.

Eris' heart leaped into her chest as she turned to see Clif sitting on the railing and whittling something white. She'd had no idea that Clif was the type of person to . . . well . . . whittle, but she added it to her mental list of observed information about him.

"Ummm" Eris said intelligently. Her mind was a blur.

Clif laughed again and stood to walk towards Eris. "You thought I was mad at you." He didn't phrase it as a question. He already knew. "Well, let's settle that matter now." Clif gave Eris a gentle smile. "Honestly, I'm not mad, nor am I disappointed. I know that you tried your hardest and did your best. I noticed the death-stare you gave Onesimus after he crossed the line. I also saw the way he was holding his arm. You did your share of damage, but sometimes it's just not enough." He paused and the silence began to grow.

Eris hand was still resting on the doorknob and her mouth had dried up. Clif moved closer and took one of Eris' hands. He wrapped his hand around hers and leaned his forehead on hers. Eris forgot how to breathe as she looked in Clif's eyes longingly.

Clif closed his eyes and in a quiet voice, said "I also know one other thing about you" He pressed something into her hand. "You're beautiful when you dance." He drew away and Eris felt her tiny dream ending. His warmth left her and his blue-grey eyes turned away from her.

"Goodnight, Eris." Clif said as he walked away.

As his figure receded from view, Eris finally managed to speak. "I think I love you Clif" she said in a barely audible whisper. She stood frozen for a minute, reliving the moment over and over in her head.

She finally opened her hand and saw the leafless totem and she smiled. Eris finally went inside her cabin and crashed on her bed, but she couldn't sleep; her heart was in the stars that she was staring at. She laid in her bed, clutching the little totem over her chest and couldn't help but bite her lip a little to curb her excitement.

AN: As always, hope you guys enjoyed. Leave a review to let me know how you like it or if you hate it. Send me a private message if you have any questions about the story or the authors.