My Immortal! at long last :) so I don't own any of the lyrics! nope nope nope not mine.. :P

I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

Luke dropped his sword. He had been practicing on the dummies and pretty much anyone who came into the arena but it didn't really matter. It wasn't even like fighting monsters, which was all they were supposedly training for here at Camp Half-Blood. He was still being like a dad to Annabeth, and playing fearless and brave, a battle hardened son of Hermes who could take it. He was so used to running; moving from place to place everyday. There was still an emptiness inside him that Thalia had left; he felt like someone had thrust a spear throughout his heart and he was living with the hole.

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

Luke stood by Thalia's tree, his hand pressed against the rough bark.

"Why?" His voice was hoarse. "Why did you have to go? Being all heroic. We could have made it. WE could have made it."

He slid down, until he was sitting with his back against the tree. "The rain didn't make it look like you weren't crying, but you looked like a hero standing up there with lightning flickering around you. But you had to go. To die. It was your own choice wasn't it?"

Luke felt like he was hanging over a chasm grasping a rope with one hand.

He could hold on to his fearless mentality or he could let go, and fall into his fears, wishes and memories. And the words that he never got to say.

Annabeth was running across the grounds toward him and he summoned enough strength to wrap his other hand around the rope.

Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone

It was the third night in a row he had woken up breathing hard from a horrible dream with her name on his lips. But it was the first he had woke up screaming for her.

Only a few people stirred, so he crept out of cabin 11. He swore that he could see her standing on the hill, her screams still ringing in his ears.

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

"Thalia!" He yelled, running toward her.

She turned and smiled that beautiful smile. She was there, she had come back. And she was waiting for him. They could run away again, they could be alone.

Then she vanished, just as he made it to the hilltop.

His chest ached, his breathing was torn. The emotions were slowly consuming him until there would be nothing left but a shell. The true Luke just as locked away as Thalia in that tree.

Theres just too much that time cannot erase

Time. Time. Time. Time heals all wounds.

"No it doesn't!" Luke wanted to scream.

Time had slowly been gnawing away at him and glazing the pain over with its horrid assurance that it would continue whether Thalia was alive or dead.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

Thalia squeezed her eyes shut, forcing the tears out. "I'm fine," she insisted. Though she clearly was not fine.

Luke shook his head and brushed the tears from her cheek.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"I've never seen you cry before."

Thalia just shook her head.

"But that's–" he started.

"Oh, shut up,"

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

The sphinx was dangerously close now. Aegis only seemed to slightly affect the monster, whose mind was occupied with the prospect of devouring some heroes. Its next bound turned into a leap and it came down on Thalia, pinning her to the ground. She screamed and tried to fight it off, but her spear clattered out of her hand and rolled just out of her reach.

The sphinx cried with glee. "At last," it murmured, inches from her face.

Luke picked up her spear and ran forward.

The sphinx lunged, and Luke drove the spear between its shoulders. It dissolved with a wail, covering Thalia in dust.

"I thought that was it," she muttered, as he helped her up.

Luke laughed. "You aren't getting out that easy."

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have all of me

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