When the storm hit, I felt like a thousand buildings had fallen on me and knocked me out, and there was no escape. I leaned against the wall with Artemis as the building shook. The pain only got worse and worse. I sat down and leaned against Artemis. I didn't care at this point how close I got to him I had already crossed the boarder of my comfort zone the first day I met him. Soon sleep took over me releasing me of my pain.
I dreamt of how things used to be, and what things could be. But to me now that wasn't a dream but a nightmare. The life I had here at the island was better then I had ever had before. So my dreams morphed and became made up fantasy's at the island.
When I awoke I knew the storm was over. It was still dark down here and I could make out a couple people that were still in here, near the door, but for the most part everyone had left. I was still leaning against Artemis and I felt, for the first time, that this was the place to be no matter what happened. I had friends here who liked me for me and that was that.