When Annabeth first discovered Percy was missing, she didn't panic. Right away, that is. She figured that Seaweed Brain went out for a midnight 10 mile swim, or something. It's happened before, but that's another story. But, as the hours slowly began to pass, she became more and more worried. She eventually called Sally, but to no avail, she hadn't heard from him either.
As more and more hours passed, Camp-Half Blood started searching for their missing member. As hours drifted to days, and days drifted to weeks and so on…. And the dream Annabeth received was their only lead. She thought that maybe, just maybe, she'd get her Seaweed Brain back. But that would've been too easy.
She didn't mind Jason; he even seemed like a good kid. But she would rather have Percy than Jason. Then again, she had to put aside her personal problems to help with the warship. But it was so hard. Everything reminded her of him, and she caught herself slowly slipping in the memories, only to snap back to reality; the cold, harsh, reality.
Now, as the hammers go bang bang bang on nails, assembling the ship, she sits down at the Poseidon dinner table, putting her head down, trying to connect with whatever and whenever Percy is.
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