A/N: First story on ! (yay) So, I've been thinking about this kind of a series of one-shots, going through the depression and emptiness that Annabeth feels while Percy is missing. Every Chapter will be 2~4 days after the previous one (with some exceptions, of course), and every 5 chapters or so I'll write from Percy's POV. So, read, review, don't flame, and see if you enjoy it!

8 months. It would be 8 months, 8 days, 14 hours, and 20 minutes before Annabeth Kate Chase, otherwise known as Wise Girl, got to be reunited with her Seaweed Brain. But until then, every day was a torture to her.

Day 1.

Bad Feelings

3rd POV

This morning had just a bad day for Annabeth. She had a horrible dream, nothing close to a demigod dream, just a nightmare that involved spiders. And, of course, a feeling of worry that kept on poking in the back of her brain. She woke up in a pool of sweat, and decided that it would be a good idea to take a shower and rid herself of this bad feeling.

Of course, the Fates hated her (as always). She slipped and fell (twice), remembered that she forgot her shampoo (and had to use soap), and had an heated argument with Drew, over Percy. Her Percy.

'Speaking of Percy, where is he?' she wondered, as she made her way back to her cabin. It was already 10:00 in the morning, Annabeth sleeping so late the previous night from working on Daedalus' laptop. And Percy was usually up before 9, sparring or eating or coming into her cabin and trying to steal kisses. The bad feeling was back again, nagging in her subconsciousness.

That could be put off for later, though, and she would see Percy at noon, there would be a council meeting.

Annabeth knew that she needed to get in some training, it had already been a couple months since their feat at Olympus, and Gods forbid that she stays out of shape. She started walking in the direction of the sparring room. Besides, Percy would probably be there to help get that bad feeling out of her head.

That was one of the things she loved about Percy. With his famous smirk or a dorky grin, he could have anyone feeling calm and friendly in a minute. Heck, he was friends with a hellhound, an emo kid, and even a sea monster that was supposed to destroy Olympus! Percy could see the good in anyone, and, more importantly, bring it out, something Annabeth was jealous of.

Annabeth still had her mind on Percy when she bumped into a tree, effectively stubbing her toe. Yup, not the best day ever, thats for sure…

2 hours later...

Annabeth was seated in her seat in the ping pong table, talking to Katie and Clarisse, waiting for Chiron to come in. Percy's disappearance was really beginning to worry her now, and she couldn't get ahold a single person who had seen Percy this morning, not even Nico.

As Chiron came into the room, everyone quieted and took a seat. 'Of course, Percy, being the Seaweed Brain he is, always late...' Annabeth tried to calm herself with reassuring thoughts.

Of course, the nagging feeling in the back of her mind told otherwise.

5 hours later…

Annabeth was not a person known to shed tears. So you can say that Grover was surprised when he found her sobbing at the edge of the forest.

Nobody had seen Percy, not one person. She even phoned Sally, drawing the attention of probably a hundred monsters nearby, to make sure. He was not in his cabin, not in Olympus, not at the meeting, and not even in the forest. And, of course, there was that feeling, still trying to voice itself, in the back of Annabeth's mind.

"Annabeth, Percy's not gone forever. We'll find him by tomorrow, this is probably his idea of a prank."

"Y-you're s-s-sure, right?"

"Of course I am, I've been his friend for over 5 years now."

Little did they know how wrong they were.

2 hours later…

'To all the gods, I pray, that we find Percy.' Annabeth sighs as she throws in her offering into the campfire.

Where could Percy even be? Not even Rachel couldn't use her Oracle powers - gods, she sounded like Percy with is unintelligent speech - to see him or anything.

Then again, she worried if she was taking this a bit too seriously. Nobody else seemed to be worried about the mysterious disappearance. People told her this was just like Calypso, that he would be back in a couple days, or that he probably was pulling a prank.

At least this wasn't worse than Calypso. She almost stifled a tear when she remembered that she almost let Percy die without telling him how she felt. Perhaps the sadder thing was not that she was afraid of losing him, but rather afraid of losing him without telling how she felt.

She was just rambling on with her thoughts, ranging from 'Maybe he got mad cause I've been spending too much time on Olympus…' to 'What if he died?'

Of course, she was just being silly. Percy had the curse of Achilles for Zeus' sake! In fact, maybe she was just being paranoid because not a day had gone by without her seeing Percy since they'd started dating.

But, as she drifted of to sleep later, she couldn't help but notice that bad feeling popping up again in her mind.

She didn't know how right that feeling was.

A/N: So, how did I do? Should I continue (of course I should, I already have the next chapter written...) But I'll only put it up if I get 5 reviews. :) R&R, don't flame. Don't read if you don't like.