"I love you too, but watching you kill yourself slowly was killing me too and I won't go through that again okay?" He tells him before leaning down and kissing him softly. "If anything like that happens you loosing a sibling or something like that you have to talk to me you can't just shut me out and do your best to let yourself die okay? I just I can't watch that again I can't think that I'll loose you again because it would destroy me, and I'm needed here and I would keep living but I would be dead inside because you are my heart and if I lost you I would be hollow okay so you can't do that to me again." He says chocking up a bit as a couple of tears slid down his face.

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Tears slipped from Jonathan's eyes too and he melted slightly at the kiss and sight of then on Elliot's face. He had never really seen Elliot cry before. He whipped away Elliot's tears as he spoke. "I really am sorry El. At the time I wasn't even aware of what I was doing. I promise that I won't do it again. I love you El and I have missed you more then you know." Part of him had felt dead since Elliot had walked from their apartment. "Does this mean I get decent training again? Looks like I need it." It was a lame attempt at a joke but he hoped it would bring a smile to Elliot's face.

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Eliot couldn't help but snicker at his joke. "I'll say, you seem to have undone all the training I gave you." He says with a fond shake of his head, unable to reach out and run a hand through Jonathan's hair. "Come on, we will start right now." He tells him taking hold of his hand and pulling him towards one of the dummies, picking up his sword and handing it over to Jonathan moving so that he was flush behind him holding holding the sword through Jonathan's hand. "Like this." He says moving the sword so that it hit the dummy with a considerable amount of force.

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"What use do I have for sword fighting on a runway?", Jonathan replied. It was more of a statement then a question. He followed Elliot over to the Dummy and tried to concentrate on the movements rather then the fact that Elliot was so close to him. "So what's with Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum over there?", he asked as a attempted to put his mind somewhere else. "They are dressed even more finely then I was when I first came here." They where dressed more like his siblings which was a thought he didn't want to think. His brother was dead and he had a feeling his sister was two having not heard a word from her in well over a year. He shoved the thought aside that was not something he would allow himself to dwell on.

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Eliot was unable to help but crack up laughing, resting his head on Jonathan's shoulder he tried to get his breath back still snickering occasionally. "They are half of the royal pains, or Louis, Francis, Catherine and Victoria, Apollo rescued them years ago, they were meant to be the Kings and Queens of France and England but decided that they didn't want to marry the sibling they weren't in love with they ran away and Apollo brought them into being part of the Knights." He tells him, before helping him to attack the dummy again. Eliot was determined that he would relearn how to fight he would not survive being unable to fight and if there was one thing that Eliot couldn't stand was the thought of loosing him again.

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Jonathan was about to just nod along until it actually registered what Eliot had he pulled away from him to look at him, "King's and Queens of France? That would have to be a least a few hundred years ago. I though the only immortals apart from gods where the hunters of Hunters of Artemis", he was thankfully he had pulled away from Elliot as he could now think at least a little more. "And who are Knights? I haven't even heard of them before." For the first time he started to realize that Elliot had been keeping this from him even when they had been together. If he had gone to these when he had left them then he had obviously at least known of them.

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"Ohh." Eliot said with a guilty look on his face before he looked down at his feet before rocking back on his heals. "I always meant to tell you I just never got around to it, there is another lot of immortals, they are called the Knights of the Burning Sun, they were, I mean uhh." He started fumbling he really didn't want Jonathan getting mad at him, he hoped that he wouldn't be too mad at him for keeping it a secret. "Apollo formed them, well cause of me actually, we were lovers, a long, long time ago and he didn't want me to die so he formed the Knights so that he could give me immortality."

"I mean urgh this is so hard, I was born on the 12/12 like I told you but well it was a lot longer than you originally thought I was born in 823, I'm 1,192, I was terrified of telling you because I didn't want you to leave me, I mean I'm..I just I couldn't loose you, all the people I tried to date before you were put off when I told them my age so I didn't with you and the further into the relationship we got the more scared I got of you leaving me so I kept it a secret. I'm so sorry please forgive me." He tells him, looking up at him with a scare look something that he had never had on his face before but he was terrified of Jonathan leaving him.

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Jonathan was hurt that he had kept this from him for so long. He wanted to be angry but he could see the guilty and then the scared look on Eliot's face. He let out a sigh and walked away from him and took a seat in the stands. He was angry that Elliot hadn't trusted him but if what he said was true then could he really blame him for it. Especially after Elliot had just forgiven him for pushing him away. "You know telling me your ex gave you immortality really gives me hard shoes to fill", he replied with a half smile. The last time Jonathan had felt this insecure was when he had met Eliot and it wasn't a feeling he really enjoyed. "I just wished you had trusted me. I stayed with you through a war with a Titan and you think the fact that your a grandpa would scare me away."

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Eliot walked over to him, wrapping his arms around him and sitting next to him. "You give me everything that I need to keep living, without you my immortality is meaningless." He tells him gently kissing him, pouting a little at the grandpa comment. "It's not that I didn't trust you I just was terrified of loosing you, it was my fault I trust you completely but I was selfish I guess you were the first person who wanted me for me and I couldn't loose you." He says hoping that he's making sense, he wasn't sure if he was or not. "I'm not a grandpa thank you very much, I've never had kids." He tells him with a wink.

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*RE-BOOT*

Anastasia walked into the fighting arena dressed in her fighting gear her sword hanging on her hip beside throwing daggers. She walked towards a dummy she stood in front of it for a moment motionless before pulling her sword out and slashing the dummy slicing one arm off she continued to destroy the dummy till it was a small pile of parts that quickly rearranged itself back into the dummy form and she began to hack at it again. It felt good to let go and just fight it had been so long since she had let herself get into it. She soon began humming happily as she killed the dummy again and again not stopping till her arms felt like they were going to drop off. She bent over panting before picking up her water bottle and taking a swig.

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Emily had been watching Ana from a distance for a while and a smile crossed her face when the girl finally took a break. She had learned long ago that it wasn't always a safe idea to interrupt a child of Ares, mid practice. "Looking good Ana", she said simply, meaning a few of the different interpretations that could be made. Emily had taken a interest in Ana from when she joined the hunters but she had of course been with someone else. She couldn't honestly understand how anyone could have cheated on the girl in front of her. But their loss could turn out to be her gain.

"Hey Emmy." Anastasia said turning around and grinning at her taking another drink. She found the other girl interesting which was strange she hadn't found anyone interesting in the longest time not since her. "Thank's it's not really that hard to do I'm a kid of Ares." She says, with a light blush she was still unused to compliments and especially not about her fighting skills. She took another swallow trying to fight down her blush because she hated blushing. "What are you doing here?" She said, with another smile taking a seat on the ground near her wondering what Emily was doing here.

Emily smiled back at her, "still not all Ares kids are as graceful", she replied. She had known a few over the years. One of the Pirates that had 'taken her in' had been a son of Ares. He had been the captain and the others had been mortals. it had been in his hands that she had suffered the most. The memories of her past made the ground around her shine with ice until she was able to push the thoughts back away again and regain her control. "Everyone has to practice at some point", she replied with a shrugged. She pulled the sword hilt from her belt. It was simply a hilt because with a lot of practice over the years, she had learnt how to work with a ice blade. The blade would chip against metal and would melt against fire, but so long as she concentrated, she could keep it solid and sharp enough to continue.

"That's true I guess." Anastasia said after thinking about it, some of the other kids of Ares are defiantly not the most graceful. "That's true too I mostly practice because I find it relaxing. Those are so cool." Ana says looking at the swords that was awesome, she wished that she could do that but she wasn't blessed with that which sucked but she didn't mind watching Emily. It was strange, she had thought it would take longer to get over her but she started feeling more and more warm around Emily. "We should go out somewhere to grab something to eat." Anastasia says casually, feeling her heart beating faster as she waited for Emily to answer her.

Emily smiled at her comment on the blades. She was rather proud of them but they could also be useless in long battles. "They are cool but in long battles they can be useless. The power taken to keep them going can burn energy quickly. I find arrows are much easier to handle", she replied, letting the blades fade back to just the hilts, which she placed back into her belt as she felt the energy lose from her little show. It was minimal compared to what she knew she could do but it was noticeable still. "Shall he head out of camp?", Emily responded. She never really felt comfortable in the camp dining hall. To many young man watching them and there w generally the brave one who would say something that would make her skin crawl. "I hope that one day you will let me train with you. I have no doubt that you would beat me but it will be fun to see how long I can hold out." She stated as a thought.