Sometimes it's easier to pretend that you don't care than to admit it's killing you. - Wiz Khalifa
She looked down from the deck of the Argo II. She was almost home. She could almost find peace.
However, none of this was true. Part of her home was with Percy and on this ship with the other five. Also, she could never find peace again. Never, especially after what her and Percy went through.
She could still hear the voices in her mind. She could still hear the misery and pain. She could still hear Bob telling them to say hello to the stars.
Tears were in her eyes at the overwhelming memories. She was frozen as she looked down, seeing Camp Half-Blood.
The ship halted and slowly went down, opening the plank when it hit the ground. Campers quickly flooded the ship with happiness.
Percy got tackled into a hug by Rachel, falling down. Piper and Leo got bombarded by their fellow siblings while Jason got surrounded by his Greek and Roman friends. Meanwhile, Hazel and Frank were having a chat with their Roman friends, meeting some new Greeks.
She just stood there and continued to look at the camp from the deck. She heard footsteps approach her and then slowing down.
A hand reached out to her shoulder, making her flinch. The hand quickly retracted.
"Annabeth, are you okay?" asked the person, her brother.
She chuckled and turned around to answer her brother.
She was a strong girl who kept her stuff in line, even when she has tears going down her face, she always managed to say those two words: "I'm fine."