A/N: Hey everybody who is reading this story! This is my first fanfic, sooooo... please excuse my lameness! :) Please enjoy, and constructive criticism is welcomed! :)

Annabeths POV:

I sat on a stool and was leaning against the pole of the mast. It had been eight months, twenty-two days, and about sixteen hours since I had last seen my boyfriend, Percy Jackson. He had gone missing, and I had been torn apart. We had just started dating, and the stupid queen of the Gods, Hera, took him away from me. Without even telling me she had done it, or where he is! I had been worried sick. I searched for him everywhere without a clue.

Then along comes Jason Grace, Piper McLean, and Leo Valdez. Jason had no memory whatsoever, but we soon figured out he was a son of Zeus, or so we thought.

Piper was devastated when she figured out her mother was Aphrodite. Honestly, I was shocked. Sure, she was naturally gorgeous, but she tried to hied it, and didn't like any attention. She told almost no one that her father was the famous mortal actor Tristan McLean. She did have amazing charmspeak, though.

Leo turned out to be a son of Hephaestus. I was also shocked, because although he was amazing at tinkering and mechanical things, he was so skinny and small, while the rest of the Hephaestus kids were big and burly and super muscular. But it seemed Leo had his own hidden powers. He was a fire user. The first one since a long time. (A/N: I forget when the last one was... and I'm too lazy to look it up! :)

They had gone on a quest to save Hera (I thought it would be better for the whole world to let her get destroyed. Just saying.) By the time they had succeeded, Jason had gotten some of his memory back. We figured out he was Roman, but the Greeks aren't that picky about whom they give homes to, so we didn't kick him out or anything. Even though the Greeks and Romans have a big rivalry, he seemed to be nice, and he had saved our camp and the Queen of the Gods. We weren't just gonna kick him out.

Anyway, we figured that Percy must be at this Roman camp, Camp Jupiter. So now we are traveling to go get him, and then we have a quest afterwards.

The problem in my life wasn't the almost impossible quest of defeating Gaea that we have, or finding the Roman camp, cause Jason still isn't exactly sure where it is, other than in San Francisco, it isn't even finding a way to live, cause the Romans will most likely kill us on the spot. No, it wasn't any of these. It was about Percy's memory.

Gaea had exchanged these two heroes cause they had the biggest influences in the two different camps (Percy was a hero to Camp Half-Blood, and Jason was a Praetor at Camp Jupiter) and she wanted to group these two rivaling camps together, cause we will have a better chance of defeating Gaea working together. The difficult part of the plan is getting the two camps to work together. But so far, we were doing pretty good.

Anyways, because Jason lost his memory, we figured that Percy had too... So he might not remember me... No. I can't let those thoughts get to my head. Of course he will remember me! And if he doesn't... well. I don't know. I don't know, I don't know, I DON'T KNOW! I hate not knowing. URGH! I just wanted to scream in frustration.

Calm down, Annabeth. Take a deep breath. I sighed and got up, and started walking towards the railing. With each step, horrible questions came into my head.

What if he doesn't remember? Step.

What if he has another girlfriend? Step.

What if he doesn't love me anymore? Step.

What if... What if he's dead? I froze. No. I'd rather him not remember anything than be dead.

I leaned against the railing and let the wind whip through my unbrushed hair. I rarely brush it anymore. Come to think of it, I barely do anything anymore. I really don't eat that much, which Piper is telling to stop that and eat, it will help a lot with my tiredness. What she doesn't know is that I barely sleep. I barely talk to people, and when I do, I get angry really fast. I don't remember the last time that I laughed. I have smiled in forever. Sure, I smile, but they are always forced and fake. This is what I am without Percy. I'm falling apart.

I breathed in the fresh air. We were flying, and usually I don't like flying. But right now, I can't stand to be at the sea. Percy always smelled like the ocean air, and whenever I go to the sea, I can never leave without tear stained eyes. I know that sounds cheesy, but it's true.

I miss Percy so much.

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