"Hey… do you feel that?"

We were sitting in the woods, watching the sun go down. Everyone else was at the dining pavilion, but Annabeth and I decided to sneak away for some private time. Chiron had probably noticed our absence by now. Hopefully we wouldn't get in too much trouble.

I looked at Annabeth, wondering why her voice had gotten a lot quieter. "Feel what?" I asked.

She shrugged. "I don't know… something's wrong. I've been sensing it all day. It's making me uncomfortable."

"What, like a monster or something?"

"No, not exactly."

I waited for further explanation, but none came. Annabeth played with some grass blades. Her eyebrows knit together while she concentrated. Her frustrated expression reminded me of the one she gets when she tries to read anything that isn't Ancient Greek.

Then, all of a sudden, she asked, "Percy, what would you do if I died?"

I raised my eyebrows. "What?"

She waited, not meeting my eyes.

"Where did that come from?" I asked.

"Nowhere. I just wanted to know."

I tried to think of something to say, but I couldn't. What would I do if she died? I didn't even want to think about it. Why was she bringing this up?

Annabeth nudged me. "Don't get so worked up. Just tell me. Would you just stay here and move on?"

I studied her for a moment. It was strange that she was asking this. Had something happened? Was she in trouble? I suddenly realized that Annabeth had been acting strange all week. She'd been pretty serious; hardly laughing or smiling. She hadn't been herself.

Annabeth was waiting, so I finally just answered honestly. "No… I think the first thing I'd do is go to the Underworld."

Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "What would you expect to get out of that?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. But I couldn't just wait here at camp and do nothing about it."

She frowned. "Going to the Underworld wouldn't help. I wouldn't be there anymore because I'm going to try for the Isles of the Blest."

"Annabeth, why are we talking about this? Hey, look at me." She raised her head slightly and her eyes met mine. "Nothing's gonna happen. The war is over and we're safe."

"Yes, Percy, but we're demigods. We're not known for getting happy endings. Most of us don't even make it past twelve. You and I are lucky to be alive."

It was quiet for a minute. I knew she was right, but I didn't want to accept it.

"Are you trying for the Isles?" she finally asked.

"Yeah… I guess."

"Okay then, it's settled. When we die, we'll live two more lives, and then we'll meet there. And we'll live forever."

I drew Annabeth closer to me. "But that's not something we should worry about now, we… still have years. It doesn't matter if we're demigods. And I hope this is the last time we talk about this."

She smirked. "Sometimes I wonder if you're truly the man in this relationship."

"What does that mean?"

"It means you're quite the wimp."

"Offended."

She got up and brushed herself off. "Good. That's what I was going for."

"You know I cry myself to sleep every night because of you?" We started walking back to camp.

"Yes, and that satisfies me."

"Well, I guess I'll just go drown now."

"You do that, aqua-man."

"You know, I actually met him once."

Annabeth laughed. "Shut up, Seaweed Brain." She turned towards me and put her arms around my neck. Then she kissed me.

It was something I still wasn't used to, even though it happened all the time. My stomach always felt like it was melting. I don't think she was used to it either, because every time she drew back, her cheeks were pink.

"I really feel like something is about to happen," she said quietly.

I sighed. I almost protested, but I didn't know what to say anymore. Especially since I was starting to get that feeling too, ever since we started this conversation. So I waved it aside, a mistake I didn't realize I'd made until later. "Come on. Let's get back before Dionysus assigns us two weeks of kitchen duty."

Everything just happened as a blur after that. Maybe it didn't really, but that's how I remember it. Because something happened.

We arrived just in time for sing-a-longs at the amphitheater. Chiron gave announcements. Dionysus sent us back to our cabins. Annabeth gave me a long, sad look after our goodnight kiss.

Guess who was found dead the next morning?

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