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"Where are you going?" Tyler asked, as Reid hurriedly grabbed his jacket. "Out," was his curt reply as he opened the door and slammed it behind him, hurrying down the hall. He pushed through the front door and was hit with a blast of cold air. "Tell Ames I said hi," Tyler yelled from the window, but Reid didn't answer. He wasn't going to see Amelia. His relationship with Amelia had begun to fall apart. He couldn't bring himself to end it because he still loved her and he knew he wouldn't be able to handle life with out her. He knew what he had to do to save them, what he should do, but it was proving difficult. None of the girls on campus were half as beautiful as Amelia, but he couldn't keep himself away from them. If Amelia knew what he was doing, she didn't let on. It was possible she refused to see what the others had been telling her for months-Reid had been cheating on her. He was surprised Nemesis hadn't put him in his grave already-Zeus either. Of course Nemesis loved Reid and that was probably what kept him alive. Reid had never hated himself before. It was not a feeling he enjoyed.

His cell phone rang, and he answered it quickly. "Reid," she said quietly, "I think we just need to admit this is over instead of dragging it out."

He stopped in his tracks, oblivious to the snow falling around him. When he didn't immediately answer she went on. "Some people change, Reid, and others don't."

"And I'm one of them," he said just as softly. She didn't deny it. "I just-it doesn't feel right anymore and I have things I want to do that don't involve being here." Without waiting for an answer, Amelia hung up. Reid stood in stunned silence for a long time. Instead of heading to meet up with a co-ed he had met earlier in the day, he got in his truck and drove. He didn't stop until daybreak.

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"You did the right thing," Callie yelled from the bathroom, causing Amelia, to stop playing and set her guitar down. "What?" she called. Callie poked her head into the room. "I said you did the right thing."

Amelia hit the symbol of the drum set sitting next to her. "Well, it doesn't feel like it."

Callie nodded sympathetically. "You guys were perfect for each other. Were. Things change."

"Not all things," Amelia grumbled before sighing heavily, "I can't be mad at him, Cal. No matter how hard I try. It's just impossible."

Callie nodded. "Reid does seem like the type. It really must have been hard to say no while looking into those baby blues."

Callie began to fiddles with the keys on the keyboard. "Guess this means you'll have more time for the band." Her face fell suddenly. "I will miss seeing those Ipswich boys. Mmm, such cute asses."

Amelia slid a finger across the edge of the symbol. "You know I had hoped it was just him needing more space, but…." When she trailed off Callie hugged her. "I know you guys went through a lot with the whole being summoned by the forces of evil-all of us did and we didn't fall in love with a mortal."

"Damn it, Callie!" she erupted suddenly. "We're not just the Gods within us. Don't you get that? We're human now and we can't go back."

"Yes, we can," Callie said finally. Amelia glared at her. "I'm sorry, but I'm not killing myself just to get back to some place I don't remember. If you and the others want to that's fine, but leave me out of it."

Callie shrugged. "You're life."

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"So I heard about you and Ames," Pogue said, throwing a grease covered rag at Reid's head. Reid shrugged him off. Pogue frowned at him. "You know, you were doing to her what Kate was doing to me, so don't expect any sympathy from me. Hell, I wouldn't expect it from anyone in the group."

Reid leaned on the BMW parked in the garage as Pogue slid under it with a wrench. "So I have a date tonight."

Pogue reappeared with a less than enthusiastic look on his face. "You guys just broke up."

Reid glared. "She broke up with me, Pogue, not the other way around."

"She had a right to break up with you, you moron," Pogue snapped, glaring at him, "just because she loves you doesn't mean she has to put up with your bullshit."

"Well, it's been a month," Reid said trying to make himself as well as Pogue believe it, "and I think it's time I moved on."

Pogue shoved past him. "Yeah, well you moved on a month into that relationship."

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"You know, I gotta face him some time," Amelia said, staring up at the ceiling in her room. Callie stopped playing her keyboard and looked up and their bassist, James looked up. "What do you mean?" Callie asked. Amelia sat up halfway on the couch and looked around the garage. "I mean, I'm sick of sitting in here practicing here in my garage, saying we're going to find a drummer, when we don't actually find one. And we need another guitarist too."

"But I play-"

"Yeah, well what about when you're on boards, Cal?" Amelia stood up. "I say we go to Boston."

"But Harvard is in Cambridge," Callie pointed out. Amelia rolled her eyes. "I know that. I went there. I say we go to Boston, no one knows us-"

"You mean you," James interrupted and she frowned at him, but continued. "Look, we'll find a drummer and a guitarist there for sure. Build up a following, take over Massachusetts." She added quickly, "Figuratively, I meant take over figuratively."

Callie frowned. "You know, Nem, you were a lot more fun back when it was you, me, and Ares. Back then, you were down for anything."

"Well, in case you haven't noticed, its AE now and not BC." She picked at her guitar strings. "I've kind of changed."

Callie shrugged. "You know," James said after a moment, "not that I don't love talking about this, but I really couldn't care less about old times." Callie ignored him. "I just wonder when we'll meet the other two." She finally turned to him. "And the only reason you don't care is because you get to play all the music you want."

"If," Amelia replied, looking into her friends equally gray eyes. Callie rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "Of course, we'll meet them. We do have a tendency to flock to our own. We're all three from Massachusetts."

"Yeah, mom and I should have stayed in Maryland though," Amelia muttered.

Callie punched her in the arm and Amelia glared at her, but Callie was too busy grinning at her. "So, when do we go to Boston?"