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Apollo's Cabin
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Stephanie
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Mar 10, 2014 04:58PM
"I think I have an idea." She stopped walking towards to cabins and turned towards the creek.
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"I thought so too," he replied softly, following behind her.
Once she got close to the clearing, she could already hear young Tyler grunting.
((What should he be doing?))"Uh, this is awkward, right?" He asked, glancing over at her anxiously.
Once she stepped out of the forest, she could see young Tyler practicing fencing... with his shirt off.((There's your answer :P Sorry for the late replies. I'm going to be on and off.))
((No problem, and okay.))He sighed, squeezing her hand as the younger Tyler viciously attack thin air.
Stevie smirked and kissed his cheek. "Awwww, your so cute!"
He shrugged sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Cute?"
She laughed and nodded. "Absolutely."
He sighed, glancing at himself nervously.
"What's wrong?" she asked, pulling him closer.
"Well, I was kinda... out of it for a long time after coming here," he explained, wincing slightly.
She placed a hand on his shoulder. "At least everything's better now."
"Yeah," he agreed, smiling weakly at her. "Everything's much better now."
He hugged her back tightly, kissing her forehead.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear.
She kissed his cheek before pulling away.
He sighed, looking down. The younger Tyler, dropped his sword and dropped to the floor, curling in on himself and breathing heavily.
She sighed, "Do you want to head back?"
He nodded, turning away and walking off.
She waited a bit before following him, letting him sort out his thoughts.
He stopped for a minute, looking back at her. "You coming?" He asked softly, slightly overeager to leave.
She nodded and caught up with him.
He took her hand, distancing himself from the clearing quickly.
Once they got out of the forest, she quickened her pace.
He hurried after her, heading towards the Apollo cabin.
She quickly headed up the ladder to the attic.
He followed her, pushing the boxes aside urgently.
She started to look through each box.
He opened each box, looking into each one carefully.
After she was half way through the boxes, she started to get nervous.
"It was at the bottom," he assured her, squeezing her hand gently.
Looking worryingly at him, she continued through the boxes.
He pushed his way towards the bottom of the pile of boxes, trying to remember anything about the box he'd found it in.
"Did you find it yet?" she asked weakly.
He shook his head. "No, but it's here."
She tried to believe him but it was hard.
He pushed through more boxes, sighing loudly.
He glanced her for a second, but continued looking.
She sat down, pulled her knees into her chest and sighed.
He stopped again, moving over to her. "What's wrong?"
"What if we don't find it?" she asked sadly.
"We'll find another way out," he insisted, taking her hand.
She squeezed his hand, looking down.
"Or we can wait here two years, until time catches up," he offered, smirking. "Time travel is confusing."
She smiled weakly and looked up at him. "Or maybe the closer we get to the present, the more we disappear."
He shrugged. "Maybe we're not actually here at all. Just reliving in a memory. Maybe the mirror wants us to find something else before it let's us out."
