could end in burning flames or paradise [jess]

Logan smiled up at her. He had stayed up, past the time that the Apollo girl had left the infirmary, just to make sure Azalea woke up okay. He had dozed off a couple of times. He said to her, "Er, nine hours, I think? It's probably been nine and a half since the battle ended. Are you okay?"

Logan was relieved to see that Azalea was up. It had taken much longer than it had the last time she went unconscious and Logan had started to worry about her. Despite the Apollo girl's insisting that he needed his rest, he stayed in the infirmary to wait for Azalea to wake. He just wanted to make sure she was going to wake up. Some people never woke up when they went into comas.

"I'm glad you're awake. You had me worried for a second," he told her. Logan leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, silently thanking the gods that nothing serious had happened to her. The daughter of Apollo had told him that as long as she wakes up, every should be fine.

Azalea sighed. Nine hours? That has been way longer than last time. She smiled at him. "Well thanks for staying. I really appreciate it." The thought of them fighting earlier came back to mind, and she knew they had to continue their conversation. Right now wasn't the best time though.

Azalea was happy that Logan had stayed there with her. It showed he cared, and she definitely still cared about him. She didn't know whether they were going to break up it not, but she didn't bring it up. She stood up from the cot she has been sitting on. "We should um probably get back to our cabins." She said softly. She wanted to leave the infirmary as soon as she could. She didn't care if the Apollo camper would get mad at her. This places was way too depressing for her. She already missed her bunk in cabin ten.

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Logan grabbed her hand and helped her stand up. He knew they weren't finished talking, but he felt as though the battle had helped him realize a couple of things. One of them was that Azalea really did care about him. He squeezed her hand reassuringly as he lead her out of the infirmary.

They walked slowly because of Logan's limp. His leg still hadn't recovered fully from the battle. Despite the healer telling him to stay off it for a few days, Logan probably wasn't going to do that. He said to Azalea, "Listen, we never really finished our talk from earlier. I just want you to know that I believe you, but I can understand if—"

Logan could not bring himself to say the last words. I can understand if you want to break things off with me. Logan would be heartbroken if she did that to him, but he knew he deserved it. He had been a jerk with her earlier today, while they were arguing.

As they walked, there was a but of an awkward silence. Azalea couldn't think of anything to say so she just decided to keep quiet. She didn't mind walking slowly to their cabins considering she'd look up at the sky every now and then to see the stars. For some reason she found it comforting. It reminded her of the night when they actually first kissed. They were walking closer to the cabins when Logan started speaking.

Azalea nodded her head and brought them to a stop. Without a moment's hesitation, she leaned in and kisses him. "It's fine book boy. I understand." She said with a smile. When they finally arrived to their cabins, she turned to him. "Well I guess this is where it ends. Goodnight Logan." With that being said she leaned up and kissed his cheek. It reminded her the night she had been taken, and she didn't want a repeat of that. She hadn't been able to handle being clueless if who you were. She was luckily she could even remember her name, but Kronos' Camp seemed to notice that she was gone and she probably wasn't going to come back. They were suspicious and she was starting to get worries about that. Azalea made her way to her cabin before waving to him and walking in.

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Logan told her goodnight as he watched her walk into her cabin. He did not want to repeat what happened the last time they parted like this. He watched the door close behind her and let out a sigh of relief. He turned to walk back to the Hecate Cabin, but he never made it.

Logan let out a howl of pain as someone stabbed him in his leg wound and started dragging him into the forest. He had not fully recovered from the last attack yet, so he could not fin his weapon because of the spots already appearing in front of his eyes. He still had not recovered from the blood he lost in the battle earlier that day. He could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness as they dragged him into the forest.

Azalea had walked into her cabin and took off her jacket when she heard something outside. She immediately rushed outside with her dagger in her hand. No one else seemed to have heard the noise except for her. She looked around to find Logan being dragged into the forest. She knew she should probably wake other campers up, but by the time she did that he could be dead. Just the thought made her want to cry. She took a deep breath before following them into the forest.

Azalea was a yard or two away from them, but every now and then she'd cause a noise and wouldn't be able to move until they turned back around. Eventually they stopped somewhere deep in the forest, she wouldn't know how to find her way back to camp. There were five of them three boys and two girls. They all had weapons of their own an Azalea only had her dagger. She muttered a curse under her breath before starting to climb a tree. She figured she could get a better view from up high until she figured out something. She looked down when she got to one of the branches and they didn't seem to notice her. They were saying something, but she couldn't read lips. She just decided to wait there until she could figure something out to do.

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When Logan gained consciousness, his captors had tied him to a tree, to keep him from escaping, he reasoned. They kept asking him where Azalea was. He refused to talk to them After a while, his interrogator got frustrated and three a knife into his arm, causing him to grunt out in pain.

Logan told them, "I'll never bring her to you." Logan hoped that Azalea did not follow them into the forest. Of course, he knew she would come eventually. He already understood why they took him. A girl's words just confirmed his suspicions. She said, "Fine, if you won't lead us to her, we'll let you lead her to us."

Logan realized that he was being used as hostage. He prayed to the gods that Azalea was safe. He looked at his left arm. Blood dripped from the wound, the knife still lodged into. It hurt like crazy, but Logan could not move to remove it. He was probably going to die. His vision was starting to blur again. He really needed to stop losing so much blood.

Azalea had watched form the branch she was on. She winced as she watched the knife go into Logan's arm. She thought of a plan relatively quickly. She wasn't sure if it was going to work, but there was no harm in trying. She knew that statement was completely wrong especially when Logan's life was on the line. She put her dagger in her boot before starting to climb down to put her plan into action. When she got to the bottom she took a deep breath before taking a step towards the campers. Or at least attempted to.

A camper must had heard her or seen her because now there was a knife at Azalea's throat. She knew the idea she had in her mind was stupid, but she couldn't care less. She head butted him with the back of her head like she had done earlier, but when he recovered he had punched her in the face. She didn't even have enough time to recover before the camper slammed her head against the tree. She slipped into unconsciousness for a few seconds before the camper dragged her by the hair towards the group of Kronos campers. He threw to the ground before kicking her in ribs more then once. "Assholes." She said a bit louder than she had intended to. As soon as they heard what she said, they kicked her again except this time a bit lower. She knew she still had her dagger in her boot but she had to wait until a certain moment came for her to use it.

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Logan groaned when he saw another camper drag Azalea into the middle of the clearing. Of course she would have come for him. It was the Azalea thing to do. He struggled to get out of his holdings, but the dagger went deeper into his arm, causing to let out a cry of pain.

Logan hated feeling useless. He wanted to help Azalea, but there was nothing he could do. He heard the same girl who had spoken before say, "Well, well, well, look who we have here. I knew you would come, but didn't expect you so soon." Logan knew that they needed to find a way to get out of the mess they were in, but he had no idea how they were going to do that.

One of the other girls yelled at him to stop moving. She held a dagger at Logan's throat and said something, but Logan could not make out what she said to Azalea.

She saw Logan tied to the tree and she just wanted to go help him. The only problem was most of them were surrounding her. She attempted to sit up, but the camper who had brought her here had kicked her again. "What the hell do you want?" She added on a curse word which made them kick her again. She had her hand slip down to her boot and grab her dagger. They didn't seem to notice which was great. "We don't want anything. Unless the sight of seeing you die is." One of them said with a smirk. Another one quickly added on, "But first, I wonder what your boyfriend would look like without an arm or two." That was it for Azalea.

The anger that she had been controlling this time seemed to explode. Azalea sweep kicked one and stabbed her in the side. She stopped moving after a few minutes and Azalea moved on to the next person. She stood up to realize what she had done was incredibly stupid. Four against one and they had way better training than she did. One of them advanced and she stabbed him in the leg and then in the chest. There were only three left, but something told her she could win this. Another came running towards her and she stabbed her in the right in the middle of the chest. She did the same exact thing with the next one. There was only one left and it was the one that had brought her here. She smirked. "Scared?" She taunted him. He came at her with his sword in his hand. She sweep kicked him and stabbed him in the side where she had been stabbed. She smirked again before kicking him in the ribs once or twice.

After that, Azalea quickly made her way towards Logan. She cut the ropes with her dagger and took a step back. That's when she had a knife at her throat again. "Take a step forward and I'll kill her."

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Logan had been surprised at Azalea's attack against their captors. He had moved to get up and go to her before her life was threatened by the same girl who had held a knife to his throat. Logan cursed at himself. Why was he so stupid and helpless. He just wanted to get them out of this.

He flashed a look of apology at Azalea before focusing all of his energy on the dagger. It grew warmer he longer he focused on it. He knew Azalea was probably pretty uncomfortable right now, but he could not think of anything else he could possibly do to get them out of this.

He heard the girl's scream of pain as she threw the dagger across the clearing. It had burned her hand. As Logan sunk to the ground, fighting for consciousness, he smiled, knowing he had done exactly what he needed to. They were going to get out of this.

"Aggh," he screamed as another dagger drove itself into his thigh. He was not sure if the same member of Kronos' army had a back-up dagger or if someone else had joined the party, but Logan didn't like it one bit.

Azalea could feel a burning heat coming off from the dagger and it was at her throat. She understood what Logan was trying to, and she took the dagger away from her throat. She kneed the girl before throwing her to the ground. Azalea picked up her dagger and stabbed her. She looked up and saw another camper stab Logan in the leg. Azalea had an idea, and she knew this one might definitely not work and she'd end up killing the wrong person. But by the time she got over there, Logan could be dead. Azalea threw her dagger from where she was standing and it landed right in the middle of the camper's chest.

Azalea couldn't believe it was over. She was just waiting for another camper or monster to come out of nowhere and attack them, but nothing seemed to come. She was so happy she could've cried. She made her way over to Logan. "Are you okay?" She knew it was a dumb question to ask considering they had been through hell, but she didn't know what else to say.

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