"Please don't take my sunshine away."

I woke up in a dark room, with my head spinning and my limbs in static, like my nerves were shaking. I panicked, but then I remembered I was on a quest with Malcolm Pace and my boyfriend Connor. Again.

I balled up my fists and relaxed them over and over again just to regain feeling. The room was cold from the wind blowing outside. The mattress was hard but at least we had a place to sleep.

Someone took my hand. "Y/N, come back."

"Connor?"

"You think Malcolm would do this?"

Well, he wasn't wrong. But dreams can be too realistic sometimes.

I squeezed his hand, just like I had done in my dream earlier. "No." I lay back down and rubbed my eyes. "I thought you and Malcolm would sleep in the same bed."

"Yeah, but you were shaking so I came here and joined you."

I didn't answer, but instead turned to him so we were facing each other in the dark. He kissed my knuckles. "What's wrong, princess?"

I sighed, folded my arms and scooted closer to him. "Just a bad dream."

"Do you want to talk about it or no?"

I hesitated. "I was a child of Apollo and not Nemesis, which was...weird. And uh, remember the battle of the Labyrinth? Like, right before the battle."

He hummed in response, running his fingers through my hair. "Yep. You were still in the Hermes cabin with us."

"This would be awkward if I was your half-sister." I chuckled and he asked me what came next. "Then...Then you died."

His breath tickled the top of my hair. I was scared of what he might have said for no reason. "I'm here now, Y/N. Okay? So don't worry about that. It's just a dream."

Demigods don't just have dreams, though. But then again, we had already survived the labyrinth. "I don't think I can go back to sleep." I was pretty sure my voice was muffled against his chest.

Connor adjusted himself and moved down, so his face was in front of mine. "Will kisses help?"

"Maybe."

"I'm right here, okay? We're safe," He said softly between kissing my cheeks.

"What if all the window seats are taken on the next train?"

He stopped, holding my hand. "We're not safe."

I laughed. "You're such a child."

"Because you make me feel like I have a crush on someone in kindergarten again, Y/N," He pouted.

I ran a hand through his hair. "Well, I'm your girlfriend now. You're so cute."

"No, you're cute."

"You're cuter."

"You two can have the crowded bed," Malcolm said groggily from the other side of the room.

"Thank you," Connor and I jokingly said at the same time.

He stared at me as I smiled. "Are you okay now, princess?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Good. We only get like, 4 hours of sleep so...goodnight."

"Night."