So, by popular request, here is Annabeth's Side! Umm, if you haven't read Reyna's Side, you don't have to, but I'd recommend it… Thank you SO much Harry Artemis Jackson for being my first reviewer and still continuing to read through now! It's so nice to see a review from you; they make my day! So, this chapter is dedicated to Harry Artemis Jackson! *applause* ;)

December 13

"I'll see you later," Percy whispered into my ear, giving me another quick kiss. I could still feel the pressure of his lips on mine long after he pulled away. "I love you Wise Girl."

"I love you too, Seaweed Brain." He got up off my bed, disappearing into the shadows.

These past 4 months had been the best of my life. Sure, there was yet another great prophecy, but this one shouldn't take place in our lifetimes. Some other poor demigods would have to deal with it. Percy and I had had our fair share of prophecies.

Unfortunately, Percy was only visiting. Even after Chiron's constant begging, Percy was forgoing the safety of camp for his mom and stepdad. Percy had decided to stay with me for winter break, and that had turned into him visiting for all of December. That was perfectly fine with me though; more quality time with my boyfriend. I sighed and slowly drifted off to sleep. Everything was perfect, and hopefully it would stay that way for a long while.

That had been yesterday. The next morning, Percy Jackson had vanished without a trace. The next morning, I fell apart inside.

December 14

Annabeth stood in the Big House with the other cabin councilors, wringing her hands. Everyone gathered around the ping pong table looked haggard and worn; the results of a sleepless night.

"No leads at all? He can't have just disappeared off the face of the Earth!" Annabeth cried. The others looked at her sympathetically. They had all lost someone at some point and knew what she was going through.

"Annabeth, we're doing all we can. All of the campers are searching. We even have the Hunters out looking for him. This is all we can do. Hopefully we can find him sometime soon. He can't have gone too far in what, a day?" Clarisse reasoned.

"One day, 5 hours, 27 minutes," said Annabeth.

"What?"

"One day, 5 hours, 27 minutes," Annabeth said again. "28 minutes now. It's the time he's been missing." The campers looked at one another worriedly. This was not a good sign. "Look," said Annabeth, breaking the silence, "he's the hero of Olympus. The gods would help, right?"

"Annabeth," Clarisse said patiently, much unlike herself, "The gods haven't been talking to us for a month now. They aren't going to magically start now."

"Why do we care so much anyway?" A voice asked from the back. Drew. "I mean, he's just one camper. Savior of Olympus or not…" Drew was cut off sharply as Annabeth held a dagger to her throat.

"That's why we're looking for him Drew," she said menacingly. "That's why."

"I still don't…" Drew started but she stopped as Annabeth growled and pressed her blade closer to Drew's neck, a small rivulet of blood dribbling down and onto her top. "Ok, ok!" she said, and Annabeth pulled away reluctantly.

"Geez! I was just asking a question!" Drew exclaimed. "And you ruined my shirt! It was expensive!" she said, looking down at her bloodstained collar.

Clarisse leaned forward. "Drew, you best get out while I can still control my temper. Percy is worth more than 10 of you, let alone your shirt." Drew paled visibly and scrambled out of the meeting room as fast as she could.

Some people never changed.

December 15

She was in a dark room lit only by scattered torches. Intricate tapestries adorned the walls, and statues of heroes sat on pedestals situated about the room.

Annabeth got up cautiously, taking in every detail of her surroundings. She was sure she had never been here before; she would have remembered a place so desolate. She was no daughter of Aphrodite, but she was sure the décor was 'downright moody'.
"It's not to my liking either," a disembodied voice said, echoing throughout the chamber. Annabeth's fists clenched. She knew that voice, and she didn't like it.

"What have you done with him?" she demanded. The voice chuckled.

"Straight to the point, hmm?" A slender figure separated itself from the mass of shadows in the corners of the chamber. Hera. "Do not worry; I have not harmed your precious boyfriend. He is too important to me, for now." Annabeth didn't like the way she said 'for now'.

"You'd better not have. He's the only thing keeping me form attacking you right now," Annabeth replied.

"A quite important thing though, is he not? A fine specimen, if I could say so myself. But, child, you must remember that, boyfriend or no, I am a goddess."

"What do you mean, 'a fine specimen'?" Annabeth asked threateningly.

Hera laughed. "I am not hitting on your boyfriend," she told her. "I am the goddess of marriage and commitment, after all."

"I really don't think you get just how much I don't like you," Annabeth told her.

"I can see we aren't going to get along, so I'll get to the point."

"Finally," Annabeth muttered.

"Tomorrow, go to the Grand Canyon. There you will find a boy with one shoe. He will be the answer to your problem."

Annabeth sucked in a breath. Could it really be? Could Percy be just a few hundred miles away? She tried to suppress her excitement. After all, why would Hera kidnap her boyfriend only to tell her where he was just days later?

Either way, Annabeth was going to the Grand Canyon. This guy with one shoe sounded like a demigod, and even if Percy wasn't there, she could help save at least one half-blood.

"Wake child," Hera said solemnly and snapped her fingers.

Annabeth sat bolt upright in bed. She had found a lead.

December 16

Percy,

I heard from Hera that you are alright. You'd better be; if you die on me, I'm going to kick your but! Thalia and the Hunters are looking for you, but none of them have gotten any results, or I wouldn't be writing you this letter.

Look, Percy, just come home. You saved Olympus; what could be holding you up? There's no monster you can't defeat. Heck, you beat Ares in battle when you were 12 with almost no training! So why aren't you here? You didn't run away, did you?

Many people think that you did. After all, there were no signs of distress in your cabin, and your sword is missing. They think that you grabbed some of your stuff and left. But I know you didn't. The night before you said you loved me. If you truly loved me, you wouldn't have disappeared. And I think you really did mean it.

Percy, I will find you. I promise. I won't rest until your back home again. So, make this easy on me okay? Don't hide from us. I know you could if you wanted to so don't. Please.

Annabeth

December 17

Diary,

Jason and the other quest members left this morning, and I did too. I want to check up on all of the groups that are searching for Percy and see if any of them need any help. Chiron also seems to want me out of camp, which is okay with me. There are too many memories there. It makes me depressed.

Tonight I am traveling with a group of Artemis' Hunters, which is led by Thalia. The Hunters split up into 3 groups to cover more ground, which none of them liked, but all agreed was necessary. They are glad to have this mission anyway; Artemis is stuck in Olympus and they have had nothing to do in months. Anyway, Thalia would have forced them to, bored or not. She won't admit it, but she really loves Percy. In a sisterly way, of course.

Anyway, I am camping with them tonight. It really is a good thing they have protecting wolves; 15 or so demigods really do smell, and we are being attacked constantly. It really is annoying. Every time that happens, I wake up. I go help the wolves; I'm awake anyway, I might as well let some energy out through my sword.

Annabeth

December 18

I have sent Annabeth off. Her tension is not helping the camp. Everyone is already on edge about the winter solstice. It is in two days, after all, and we have not gotten any contact from Piper, Leo and Jason. I am very worried about her. Right now, she is on a 'quest rush'. She has a purpose; finding Percy. But, once she starts to realize it is futile, as it soon will probably become, she will crumple. I have seen it many times before. And, after seeing exactly what that kind or realization does to a person, I am hoping she will be out of camp when it happens. I feel very bad for her, and I am worried about Percy.

I don't believe he would have run away, which, in the demigod world, means one other thing. And that is something I really don't want to think about, but, it is most likely that Percy Jackson is dead.

With Regret,

Chiron

Eh, not my best chapter ever. I was hoping that since I know more about Annabeth this would be easier, but as I am trying to stick to the timeline, it's really hard. I have all of these ideas for scenes, but I can't use some of them. Annabeth finds out where Percy is too fast, and her emotions wouldn't be right for the scenes I want. Oh well. Hey, check out ShortieP's stuff! She's a really good writer, so go take a look! Until next time!