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You have changed Char. That stuck a cord in Charlotte that she didn't know was fully there. How could she have not changed though? Everything in her life had changed. It was all ten shades darker in her mind, and with everyone that has gone, she needed to reinvent herself. She laughed at Harper's words though. "And no matter the case they aren't worth the water." she said with a light smile. John, Xenos, Cody, William. They were never worth the tears and never would they be shed again.

It was time for the real questions though. The ones that she wouldn't and couldn't hold in. "So, what made you come back?" she asked simply but there was a lot of questions under that. What was going on with them? The last she heard, they were getting married somewhere on the west coast. Whatever it was it was strange for her to suddenly be back. "Is...he with you?"

Charlotte just let the hug happen. She wasn't sure what Harper was doing anymore if they were even friends but she knew that it was going to be hard. Very hard. It had been quiet but everyone knew the threat that was still very hanging on the horizon to the west. So for now a hug was needed, cause even if they wouldn't be the same, Charlotte was always going to be there for her. No matter her choices. The hug didn't last long before she pulled away but kept a hand on her shoulder.

She was sorry? Charlotte normally the forgiving type, but she wasn't ready to forgive completely yet. She was still angry but she knew Harper, knew what her being back meant. She ran away once and came back before she met her, and her doing it a second time wasn't something she would get by with so easily. "I know you are, and we will work on the forgiving part" She said and whipped her tears for a moment. "you are home. And for now thats all that really matters"

At least his confidence was consistence. He seemed pleased that Charlotte was a former cabin leader, like he thought he could beat her but most cabins didn't understand that basketball was how they settled debates in their cabin. Needless to say she had plenty of practice. He was way to cocky and now she had a challenge on her plate. He was going down.

Then he got in front of her and she rolled her eyes at his proposal. Figures. "A date?" Gross. She probably looked physically disgusted at the idea but she had her pride fighting her. She knew she would win, she couldn't loose, and it wasn't just her it was her cabin as well. She took challenges like this very seriously when she was cabin leader and that didn't stop now. Not if she was going to get her respect back. "Fine. This just means I won't go easy on you then." she said, taking the ball from his hands and going to the half court, looking back him "You are gonna regret lady's first" she said smirking before starting to dribble and running in, ready to go straight in and make sure she won.

In those moments when everything freezes and its likes you and someone else are standing in a long white room with no end, Charlotte didn't expect for it to feel so crappy. Like all the last months had punched her in the face. She had been cut, punched, bruised and battered, but nothing ever prepared her for the feeling of seeing her best friend again. She came home. Gods, everything in her wanted to run up and deck her in the face. Home?! After all this time she was suddenly 'Oh hey im home'. Was she even going to tell her? Was chiron?

All the angry and something else inside her just broke though. All the angry she had been keeping inside, it shattered when she actually saw her. Ever so calmly she walked towards her. She couldn't form any words, nor could she keep her emotions in anymore. When she got to her all she did was hug her. She didn't care anymore, she was home yes, it didn't feel like she was home though. This didn't seem real. Dream? Maybe but she didn't care, she didn't have the energy to be angry. Just to welcome her.

That's the thing about quiet nights like this night, you get lose in yourself, which is exactly what Charlotte did. She didn't hear anything beyond the waves. It would clear her mind, keep her bad thoughts at bay as they faded into the ocean sound. Maybe thats why she did this, or just to get away. Either way she enjoyed it none the less. Thats why the sudden breakage of the silence threw her off so badly.

That or the voice. There were few voices in the world that haunted her thoughts. Her mom's laugh, John's sweet voice he did whenever she hurt herself or did something stupid and that voice. She recognized it most when it was a soft whisper like that, usually when the voice was in a bush along side her. Paint in their hands, giggles under their breaths. She never truly knew what it felt like to have a hole rip through your heart until that moment. Her head shot over at the same time words subconsciously left her mouth. "Harper?"

It wasn't a dream though, from the reflecting moonlight she saw stood her friend. The one that ran away leaving her here. Chose a guy that was responsible for death and destruction over her friends and family. The last time she saw her she was sneaking into camp for something, they fought and their both went their ways. Instinctively she got to her feet and faced the girl. She was ready to be defensive, ready to be cold, but she couldn't. She didn't have it in her. "What are you doing here." she spoke softly though she wanted to scream it. Let all the mix emotions she had explode onto her best friend. Or once best friend. The only voice she could find was soft and broken though.

No matter how long thing she had been at camp, Charlotte never quite got over the feeling of the air cooling down. It always seemed to relax her at lately it was something that she could use. Things were going all sorts of bad at camp, most of her family and friends were gone. Before she knew it, she was out wondering about camp, doing whatever needed to be done. Teaching archery classes, helping new campers, just stuff that was a routine anymore. It was all trivial and boring to her.

Last month had been the worst when the nightmare started back up again. John leaving camp probably started them but she didn't blame him, he had a life outside of here. She stopped sleeping about a week ago, she would just leave her cabin and walk around, usually down at the beach like tonight. She liked the waves and the ocean put her in some sort of a tranquil state. Sometimes, even though she knew she didnt pull the moon, she laughed at the idea of Artemis looking down at the girl on nights like this were she was all alone. Eventually close to the boarder of camp she settled down in the sand and dug her feet into the cool night sand. The moon was just rising as she settled into the temperature, letting all the stress of her day wash away in the cooling air.