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Full Summary: Things in both camps start going to the mysterious. Annabeth has a secret that might just hurt her boyfriend, Percy, or even kill him. While the camps get unexpected new arrivals in packages and they wonder who sent them, Annabeth fights to keep herself sane in front of Percy and the others. Will she follow orders, or will she follow her heart?

Annabeth

Annabeth woke in her bedroom, the San Francisco wind flowing through the open window. She looked around at her alarm clock and checked the time. 10:48 am. She looked outside at the morning sky, the sunlight only visible from underneath the curtains. She got up and got dressed, thinking about the day's schedule. First she would have to stay for a few hours before she left to the airport, when she would be flying to New York to see all of her old friends at Camp Half-Blood. The thought of seeing her friends made her rush out of her room to get breakfast, sitting next to one of her step brothers at the dinner table. She thought of how much time of the summer she would be able to train, have the usual fun in capture-the-flag, hanging out with her friends in her free-time, seeing Percy again after so long...

The thought of Percy caused adrenaline to course through her veins. She hadn't thought about Percy for a long time, since the beginning of the school year. She had left Percy in the middle of studying for an exam he had missed during the war with Gaea, and he had been sad of her leaving him. She had promised she would write to him, but she had forgotten entirely about New York. She had done her best to live a normal life here in San Francisco with her father, having new friends that studied with her in their free time. She missed being with him, enjoying the time they had together as if it were the last. Now they had gone through so much, even walked through Tartarus, to prove that they loved each other to no end.

She broke out of her thoughts as her father asked her, "So, honey, what are you going to do for the summer at camp?" She had been waiting for him to ask the question since she had gone through spring break and into her exams. Now he spoke the words casually, trying to not make a scene of her leaving at noon.

"I think I might go to the Jackson's house to see how Percy and his mom are doing." There was a glint in his eye as he nodded to her answer, thoughtful not to be overprotective of her. "I haven't seen anyone but Jason, Frank, Reyna, and Hazel here sometimes, but otherwise I haven't heard from the others."

"We hope you enjoy it, before your next school year." After that, they ate in silence.


After lunch Annabeth and her father drove to the airport to get her on the plane to New York. She hugged her dad and said her goodbye as she got on the plane and found her seat. She placed her belongings in the cubby above her and rested against the seat before buckling the seat belt as the flight attendant came over to her row and told the passengers to get ready for take off. Annabeth again thought of Percy, who hated riding on planes in fear of Zeus striking him out of the sky. After all, it was his domain and not Poseidon's, Percy's dad. She remembered how he always tensed up whenever he had to get on a plane. His entire body straightened and stayed that way until the plane landed. Annabeth always thought that Percy had been right about air travel: it was very dangerous.

She relaxed in her seat as a flight attendant passed her row to get to a man who was arguing about the seating. Annabeth sighed, this is going to be a long ride, she thought as she drifted into sleep.


As soon as the passengers got off of the plane and Annabeth could breath in the New York air, she breathed in a sigh of relief. She didn't always take a plane to New York, but when she did she got really claustrophobic inside, waiting for the spiders to come crawling out of the air vents.

She got in a taxi and drove to Percy's street. She paid the taxi driver and looked around. It had been a long time since she had been here, standing on these very steps, enjoying the last few weeks she would be there before she left to San Francisco with her father for the last time. She wondered how Percy had done on his exams, and if his mom had published her book yet.

She took a deep breath before she entered and stood before Percy Jackson's front door, her hand poised to knock on the door. What if she wasn't allowed to come back after what happened last summer? Was it possible that Sally Jackson would blame her for what Hera had done to her son? Annabeth shook the thoughts out of her mind as she knocked on the door. It opened slowly by itself as her hand hit the door, the door swinging on its hinges as she pulled her hand back quickly. The door creaked a little as it opened all the way, Annabeth looking inside.

The apartment looked the same as last time she had been in here, but it was dark, with all of the light covered by curtains and towels. She heard her bag drop as she looked at the furniture. She hadn't noticed before that the couch was overturned, the pillows scattered across the floor. The photographs of her and Percy at Camp Half-Blood stared back at her on the ground, her eyes looking a darker grey than they usually are. She looked at Percy's face, his smile looking at her evilly. His sea green eyes looked clouded, as if in a storm far out to sea. He stared up at her, as if expecting her and waiting for her to enter. She sees a flicker of movement in the picture, as if it were moving by itself. As she looked at it more closely, she could see right behind Percy was a dark figure, its red eyes glaring. She scrambled back against the wall, something wet sticking to her back.

She turned to see writing on the wall, letters glinting with a red liquid that smelled suspiciously of blood. She backed away from the wall as she read the words painted against the wallpaper that Sally had approved of to keep in the apartment. She reread the words carefully, making sure that she was not dreaming of what it said.

Annabeth felt herself fall to her knees before laying against the cold and hard floor, the room fading except for the words on the wall, the words more vivid with her eyes closed as she drifted away from consciousness. She says the only word she can think of, the only person she wanted. As she loses consciousness, she says, "Percy." and the world goes dark.