Come on, baby,
Let's get out of this town.
"Nico, let's leave."
The Italian looks up at Leo from the book he's reading. "What?"
"Let's leave," repeats the boy.
Nico doesn't understand. "Leave where?"
Leo gets a look on his face like it's obvious. "Leave camp, dummy."
Now Nico is really confused. "But...you love it here! All your friends are here! And Bunker 9!"
Leo grins at the younger boy, but there's something in his face that Nico can't quite read. "But you're not happy," he says. "How can I be happy when you're not?"
I've got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down;
"Come on," urges the Latino. "We could go. I've finished rebuilding Festus. I just filled his gas tank this morning."
Nico blinks in surprise. "Festus runs on gas?"
Leo laughs. "What did you think he ran on? Magic and rainbows?"
There's a chill in my bones,
I don't wanna be left alone...
Nico frowns. "What's causing this?"
Leo's grin fades. A pang flashes through his eyes for a moment. "Lately," he begins quietly, "you've been talking in your sleep. And," he takes a deep, steadying breath. "And you keep talking about leaving. About leaving Camp Half-Blood. About...about leaving alone."
Sadness. That's the expression on Leo's face. And worry. Nico's heart nearly breaks at Leo's next words:
"I don't wanna be left alone..."
So baby,
You can sleep while I drive.
Nico rubs his tired eyes, not needing a mirror to know about the dark circles around them, caused by lack of sleep.
Leo grins a little. "Come on," he urges again, softer this time. "You can sleep while I drive."
I'll pack my bag,
And load up my guitar.
In my pocket I'll carry my heart;
"I'll pack our bags," he continues, oblivious to the fact that Nico already has a bag packed, hidden in the attic of the Big House so Leo won't find it. "I can bring my guitar—I started playing again; I don't know if you knew. I've been giving Piper lessons..."
I've got some money I saved -
Enough to get underway...
"I've been saving up some money. I've got, like, 300 dollars. It's not a lot, out there, but it's enough for a few motels."
And baby,
You can sleep while I drive.
"And I can sleep while you drive?" Nico confirms.
Leo grins a little. "Of course."
We'll go through Houston,
Up to Santa Fey,
