In Which Zachary Returns to Camp and Heads to Sleep<br/><hr/><br/>"Fine.  Here, happy?"<br/><br/>Zachary nodded to Libby, forcing a bit of a smile to his face. His tone, however, was still considerably sarcastic and weary. She was a spirited woman and one he admired but the melancholy tugging at his heart was proving to be too much this evening.  His summoning of the earthquake had been just another reminder that his father, or most of the gods for that matter, barely ever listened to the demi-gods they were responsible for birthing.  It left a bitter taste in his mouth and he was having a hard time swallowing it.  The promise of an empty cabin only added to the brooding attitude amassing around the child of Poseidon.  He waved to Terry and Libby as he started to head down the path, stopping hesitantly to call over his shoulder.<br/><br/>"We did good.  We... should do that again some time."<br/><br/>With that, he headed down the well-worn path and into the lonely, dark confines of the Poseidon cabin.  Shucking off his weapons' belt and his boots, Zachary paused only to wash his face before jumping into bed and trying to get some sleep.  But, his sleep did not come easy and when it did, nightmares surfaced like he had never experienced before...<br/>