I sat on the Argo 2, steering over a murky lagoon. Being Supreme Commander was kinda quiet these days. With Percy and Annabeth missing, the rest of the 7 have barely been talking to eachother. Piper and Jason and Frank and Hazel always stay together in their rooms. And I remain what I've always been... a seventh... or should I say fifth?...wheel.
Jason came in and crashed on the couch.
"Leo, do we have any Pepsi left?"
"Yeah, in the mini fridge." I say without looking at him
"Can you get me one?"
"Well.. I have to sort of... steer the ship..."
"Fine I'll get it" he groaned as her got up and pulled a can of soda from the fridge. "So," he continued "Leo, how would you feel about letting one of my friends come visit the Argo?"
I nearly let go of the controls. "Who do you think we can trust to come up on a flying airship of wanted demigods?"
"Sam. Sam Evans. He was my friend before I found out about the whole 'Jupiter's Son' thing. He's got the sight. He'll be fine."
Maybe I thought this Sam guy can lighten the mood
"Sure, Jason." I agreed "But... where do we get him?"
"He lives a few miles out from where we are. He lives in Lima."
I punched in the coordinates. "Alright, we should be there in a few minutes. I'll go wake up Frank." I set the Argo on autopilot and slid out of the Captain's chair.