<div align="center"><em>The Next Morning</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>Abigale didn't wake up when Vincent slipped in through her window or when he climbed into bed next to her. But when she felt his arm wrap around her and his body nestled up to him, Abby smiled in her sleep and cuddled back up to him. Last summer this was a common occurrence. At first it had been a little difficult to get used to having someone else in her bed, but she got used to it quickly. Over the past nine or ten months while she was away from camp, it had been even harder to get used to not sleeping next to someone. School had been great, but going back to the small room her father had paid for her to stay in alone was hard. Even during the off season at camp there was always people here. Abigale hadn't been that alone in six years. There were times she'd enjoyed it and times that she hadn't. For now, she just cuddled up against Vincent and slept. He smelled like oil and metal. It wasn't a dirty smell or a bad smell. Just one that she associated with him.<br/><br/>The night passed and after ordering the satyr to block off the Sound, the morning horn was blown. Abigale yawned and stretched out as she heard people groaning and complaining s they got up. For a moment, she didn't realize that it was Vincent in her bed and she popped up quickly, ready to kick who ever was in her bed out till she realize who it was. A smile crossed her lips as she laid back down and snuggled back up to him. It felt nice to be like this again. At the same time she felt a little bad that she hadn't got to talk to him yesterday and they hadn't wrote or anything while she had been away. It wasn't like writing would do them much good. Most demi-gods couldn't read English very well anyway and she hadn't though that Vincent had taken enough Ancient Greek lessons for them to trade letters. Cell phones were forbidden on camp grounds and not recommended outside of camp either, "Shouldn't you be at the Big House by now?" she asked with a smile as she nuzzled into his neck, "Wouldn't want to be late to meet your father, now would you?"<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Chiron had the body of the dead Naiad delivered back to her sisters before he headed into the cabin area. Most of the campers were awake and heading to the pavilion for breakfast. A few were lingering. He'd been heading to Cabin 9 to gather Vanessa and Vincent and whoever they had decided on taking with them, but stopped when he saw a shirt hanging out of Cabin 11's window. He sighed as he realized it was the window into Abby's Cabin Leader room. The old centaur did encourage the campers to try and live as normal as possible lives. This involved relationships and it was generally easier for them to date other demi-gods rather than try to explain it to a mortal. Last night Vincent had seemed upset that Abigale might not be back at camp after this summer and the boy was already in her bedroom.<br/><br/>Walking over to the window, he gave it a small tap, "Abigale...Vincent...Vincent, I think you should be heading up to the Big House. The gods don't like to be left waiting," he said calmly before walking off. Normally he didn't mind catching campers curled up together, but he was a little down today due to the Naiad.<br/><br/>Once that was done, he went back to his path of going to Cabin 9. Once there, he knocked on the window for Vanessa. It was nearly impossible for him to get into the cabins in his true form, but it was impossible for him to get the wheelchair through the grass and over the hills, "Vanessa? Are you ready? Please head up to the Big House when you are. Mr. D is going to take care of getting you and your brother to the forge," he was sure their siblings were jealous, but that was normal. Some children were simply shown more favor. It was impossible for the gods to show equal affection to all of their children.<br/><br/>With that done, he decided to head back to the Big House himself, only to see Zachary Williams heading towards it as well. It wasn't often that campers chose to go to the Big House, so he decided to head the son of Poseidon off. Vanessa and Vincent could handle Mr. D on their own for now.