When the Flowers We'd Grown Together Died of Thirst [ p i n k ]

Logan eyes blinked as he came back into consciousness. His vision was fuzzy and he had no idea what was going on. He remembered something being attacked and that was it. He blinked as he sat up, "Azalea?"

As his vision cleared, he looked at where they were. "Oh my gods," he said, "We're outside of camp. We have to get back inside the borders. Now." He stood up quickly, his vision blurring again for a couple seconds and started running, not waiting to see if Azalea would follow him. He was not too happy with her right now.

Logan took his sword from Azalea. He continued running. He could hear them behind him and Azalea. He hoped they were going to be able to make it. Though he was angry with her, he grabbed Azalea's wrist and dragged her on. He was not going to let her sacrifice herself for him, or anything.

He could see the camp border. With one final push he made it over the camp border, tumbling down onto he ground. His breathing became rugged, trying to recover from the running and the fall.

Logan sat up. He was relieved that they made it there in time. He didn't know what made his drag Azalea with him. He should have just left her there if she was just going to go back there with them. He managed to say a bitter toned, "Yes I'm fine."

Logan stood up and started walking back towards where he left his backpack. She had a choice to make; she could either come with him or she could leave him. It was up to her whether she wanted to throw her life away. Logan certainly was not going to be following her to Kronos's camp.

Logan could not believe how unbelievingly unlucky his life was. Just when something good happened, the gods decided to turn everything around and ruin his life again. As much as he loved Azalea, it was going to take a lot for him to be able to trust her again. What if he had completely lost his trust of her?

When Logan reached his backpack, he sunk to his knees. He tried to stop the tears falling from his face as he muttered to himself, "I couldn't save her, couldn't save her, couldn't save her." He started stuffing things into his backpack. He didn't want to stick around waiting for her if she never came.

Logan paused, his back pack only half strewn over his shoulders Deep breaths, Logan. Deep breaths, Logan thought as he said, "Answer me this, Azalea, if I can even call you that anymore. Ever since you ran into me earlier today, have you have any intentions of staying here? Or was it all just stringing me along, like all of you do?"

All daughters of Aphrodite are the same, he wanted so badly to tell her, No matter how much you deny it, you're just the same as they are, right now. Logan had never been so cruel to anyone before, especially not someone at Camp. He didn't know what was coming over him right now. Logan was losing his self-control.

Logan froze.  He was going to break down again.  Just when we was about to give up on her, a voice sounded inside his head: Mnemosyne.  Logan turned around immediately wondering if Azalea had said that to him, but she was walking away from him.

"Wait, Azalea!  I didn't mean it—I'm just—" with a gasp Logan remembered, Oh, of course.  Why didn't I think of this before?  Mnemosyne.  Logan caught up to her and grabbed her wrist.  She probably didn't want to see him, much less talk to him.  He announced, "I have an idea, but I have no idea it it'll work, or not."

Logan took a couple deep breaths. Azalea was either going to agree or call him an idiot for thinking such a thing. He prayed to the gods that this would turn our right, though he doubt they were listening. How his life had been going for the past few days was proof of that.

"Mnemosyne," started Logan, cautiously. She was the Titan of memories, so if anyone could help Azalea, it would be her. Logan knew he was being stupid for even thinking about asking a Titan for help. She was on Kronos' side, after all, but Logan was desperate to get his Azalea back. He continued, "We might be able to get her to give you your memories back."

Logan gave an exasperated gesture. He said, "Come on, Azalea. Kronos could have already groped through your mind. He probably knows everything about you, if he was so insistent on taking you..." from me, Logan left off the end.

He said, "Why, Azalea, what are you hiding that you don't want them to see?" Logan didn't possibly know what was so important to her that she refused to get her memories back the easy way. Or at least the easier way. Logan was fairlyy certain there was no easier way to do this.

Logan was about to turn around and leave again. He did not want to deal with her. His heart was too broken up about everything. When she told him that she remembered some time at Kronos' Camp, he asked her, "And? What did you remember, Azalea?"

Logan wanted nothing more than for things to go back to normal. He didn't care if they stayed broken up, though he would have preferred if they stayed together. He just wanted her to stop treating him this way. He had to fight the urge to run to her when he saw the tears in her eyes. He told himself, she doesn't want you. Tentatively, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Logan could not have been more relieved about this. He could not help but feel like Logan was pushing her into something she didn't want to do, but he felt like it was important. It was the only way he could get her back, if he could get her back. He sighed, letting all of his previous worries go away.

Until she asked how he was going to execute this plan of his. He had not thought of that. "Umm..." he started, trying to buy himself time, but his mind had gone blank. He continued, "I'm not exactly sure. I was hoping you would have some ideas." He shrugged at her.

Logan did not like that she was going to be gone for a few days. He knew it was going to be for the best. He said, slowly, "You should probably go by yourself and then stay there. I don't think it will sit with the titans too well if you bring one of the good guys. Plus, it might seem weird if you just disappear for a few days." Logan had already planned to go search for her if she did not come back in a few days.

Logan looked at the ground, saying, [color:57ff=purple"Please, come back. I can't stand the thought of not knowing if you're okay. Not knowing if you're alive." Logan knew that he loved her, still, even after everything that had gone wrong that day, but he was not so sure that his Tree Girl felt the same way about him still. He thought, Of course she doesn't. She broke up with you a few minutes ago, remember?

Logan's heart skipped a beat as she kissed him. He was too shocked to cup her face. He realized that he did not want her to leave, but he knew that the only way for her to gain her memories back was to leave him. He was heartbroken when she broke the kiss and stepped back. It had been the first happy moment all day.

He said, "I love you too, Azalea, but you're coming back. It's not an option. And if you don't, I'm going to have to spill some blood." Logan probably sounded like he was trying to tell a joke, but it truth, he was being serious. He watched her as she walked away, following her about twenty paces behind her. While he wanted to walk with her, he was not sure if he would physically be able to, knowing that it would be their last time together for quite a while.