- An Olympian Battlefield - Book 2 - A private RP for Ben and Lilly Only- PLEASE CLOSE UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!

Chiron shook his head and then said sadly, "I'll work on her. Go back to Sara, James, and Emma."

Lilliana shook her head, "Wait... Ben?"

(Pieces are coming back)

(Halleujah!)

Ben glared and smiled. "Yes? What is it?" He asked.

"I sorta remeber you... You're my friend right?" Lilliana asked puzzled.

"Boyfriend." Ben corrected leaning up against the door frame.

"No, I distinctly remeber you as just a friend... Wait Ben Ravenwood, Son of... Of... Someone... Why do I want to say that? Son of... Come here." Lilliana trailed off and then commanded.

Ben went up to her slowly.

Lilliana jerked him down on the couch beside her and studied his face, "I know you! But from where?!" She asked desperatly staring into his eyes with her golden ones.

"Umm everywhere..." Ben said glaring at her.

"What do you mean anywhere?" Lilliana asked.

Chiron rolled over and whispered into Ben's ear, "Be gentle, you might want to do something that would trigger a memory... From last year, anything really."

Ben hesitated the reached into her backpack that was on the ground. He pulled out the red dress that he had bought for her in Venice. "Do you remember this?" He asked holding it out.

Lilliana shook her head, "Nope!"

Chiron sighed and then looked at Violet hopingly.

Violet walked calmly over and whispered into Ben's ear, "You might not want to, but I suspect bringing up the night you watched the fireworks in Venice will be enough." She chuckled and walked away.

"How do you know about that?!" Ben asked alertly at her. "Do you remember us watching the fireworks in Venice?"

Violet just smiled and mouthed, 'Spying'.

Lilliana shook her head and then her brow furrowed... "I remeber something about me and a guy on a pier and I think we kissed but that was just a dream."

"That wasn't a dream and that guys was me." Ben blushed.

Lilliana shook her head, "No, 'Cause I've never kissed a boy. I've never even dated. I refuse to follow those bubble-headed football players and cheerleaders. Wait, what am I saying? I'm a cheerleader."

Ben rolled his eye's "It's no use." He muttered and got up and started walking towards the door.

Lilliana got up, "Wait! I'm not a cheerleader, this is a camp I go to, Camp- Camp. Camp something Blood! We went to Wenice together last year!"

"And she still doesn't remember me." Ben mumbled and then nodded at her "Half-blood."

Lilliana shook her head, "No, your Ben Ravenwood, my boyfriend." She smiled.

Ben grinned and went over and hugged her tight. "You remember." He gasped.

Lilliana hugged him back and then said, "Those are the only things I remember though... I want to say more but I feel like I can't!"

Ben hesitated. "Do you know those Greek Myth's you learned in school?" He asked slowly.

Lilliana nodded, "Yeah those things were sorta weird... Me and the other cheerleaders never liked them."

Ben groaned. "Well those myth's are real."

"No they aren't silly!" Lilliana giggled and hit Ben lightly on the shoulder, it was like she was phasing through bubbly-headedness and her regular self.