The Lost Hero & The Son of Neptune

*Well this is the first story that I had written and completed, so don't judge too harshly. :) I wrote it a long time ago, but I wanted to see what people thought of it. So, here it is.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Rick Riordan's, though I wish I did.*

*Chapter 1*

(Annabeth's POV)

I woke up to the sound of a baby crying. I sat up in my bed in the Athena cabin and looked around. No baby that I could see. I checked my bunk and under it. No baby. Then I recalled my dream, of a little girl with green-grey eyes and black curly hair. That must have been the baby I heard, from my dream, I told myself. But I couldn't stop thinking about her, worried about her if she may or may not exist. For no reason at all, tears rolled down my cheeks.

It felt like a part of me had been ripped away.

Startled by this sudden emotional outburst, I realized that I didn't want to be alone. I checked the time. It was six in the morning. Oh well, I thought. Wiping the tears from my cheeks, I practically ran to the Poseidon cabin, where Percy was. Just thinking his name brought warm tingles to my body. Even last night, after the campfire when he told me goodnight . . .

Last night...(flashback)

Percy and I walked, fingers intwined, to my cabin. Being with him, now that the war with Kronos was over, made me happy. While walking, we were talking about my designs for Olympus.

"So, of course, I'll have to put up at least two statues of Ares, to make him happy," I was telling him. He rolled his eyes. I smiled and continued . "Anyways, so I'm going to put a saltwater fountain, for Poseidon-" I got a smile for that "-and the statue of Ares holding his weapon by the doors of the enterance of Olympus, like he wanted, and Athena's owl on the other side. Aphrodite, of course, wants a statue of herself, and-" but I was rendered breathless when Percy suddenly kissed me, gently but with passion. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, savoring the moment, deepening our kiss. I didn't want to pull away, but I was really tired, so I kissed him one more time, then let go. "Goodnight," he said. "Goodnight," I replied back. He kissed me again, softly, then turned and ran back to his cabin. I smiled, still flushed from Percy's kiss. I fell asleep with the smile still on my face, though when I did fall asleep, I dreamed of Hera.

"Annabeth," she said coolly.

"Queen Hera," I replied back, my voice just as cold.

"Annabeth, you must listen to me. Listen carefully. Gleeson Hedge is going to bring a couple of demigods to camp in three days. You need to go. No, listen girl!" she commanded, seeing that I was about to speak. "Percy is in trouble. He's missing, and in order to find him-" But I cut her off. "No, he's not. He's in his cabin asleep. Your a bad liar, Hera." She gave me a sharp look. "Listen, girl. He. Is. Gone. And I'm trying to tell you how to get to him. When you get to the Grand Canyon, you will find a boy with one shoe. He is the key to helping find me." the image flickered, like it had bad reception. "And one more thing: Percy will be there. He will help you," she said. Then, before she completely vanished, she managed to say, "Remember, Annabeth. Percy, he will be there!" She was gone.

What a liar she is, always trying to cause trouble for me, I thought. But I was uneasy.

Then my dream shifted.

I was in a meadow, Percy beside me. I was so glad to see him I forgot what Hera said and snuggled closer to him. He wrapped his arm around me and held me close. It took a few seconds for me to notice the little girl in his other arm. I looked up at Percy in confusion, but he just smiled at me. "Juliet?" he called. The little girl named Juliet looked up at him. When she then looked at me I gasped. She had curly black hair, with green and gray eyes. In closer inspection I could see the little circle of green around her pupils and gray around the green. Percy's shade of green. And my shade of gray.

I got one more glimpse of her face before I had woke up, a sudden little flash of pain going through me to my head, and when I did, I heard and saw her start crying.

(end of flashback)

"Percy?" I asked aloud when I was standing at Percy's cabin door. I knocked quietly and stepped in. It was quiet exept for a saltwater fountain in the corner. It smelled like the ocean in here, Like Percy. It was nice.

I turned toward his bed, but it was empty. "Percy?" I called out. No answer.

Oh my gods . . .

Hera was telling the truth.

Percy is gone.