Running. That's all they've doing since the gods brought them back and honestly, it was beginning to take its toll. Andi looked over her shoulder at Nichole. She was dozing off in the passenger seat of the ford focus they had just recently stolen. Andi, for split second, thought about how upset that man was going to be when he found that executive parking space was now empty. Andi shook away her guilt; he could always buy another car, what she was doing was for the greater good...supposedly.

Her name is Andi Walters. She lives in Ohio, in a boring, dull suburb with her mom. She is sixteen and is from the year 2314. The gods sent her and Nichole to this time to help the Seven. When she asked why, Zeus said something about it being too much for her mortal mind to handle. And that sounded like bullshit to Andi. Then she asked the question that she had thought all her life.

"Why me?"

Her Father, Poseidon starred down at her from the seat of his throne, "You know why, Percy."

Andi pressed her nails into her palms and she saw red. She was Percy Jackson. She was married to Annabeth Jackson, the absolute love of her life. She was a father. And then she did what all mortals do. She died. Percy Jackson died and that should have been the end of it. Percy Jackson should have been able to live with his wife in Elysium and have a perfect afterlife. Percy thought he deserved that. He has saved Olympus countless times, he had saved the lives of dozens of people, mortal and non.
But now Percy was Andi. Just thinking about all this gives Andi a headache.

The way that her Father had said her former name...it made her skin crawl. He said it with such resentment and disappointment. Only a few people dare call her by her former name, but no one, no one, said it like Poseidon did. Andi wanted to scream and rip her hair out, she never did anything less than her best for her father. But Andi knew why Poseidon treated her this way. Andi adjusted her sleeves on her wrists.

"Uhg, how much further?" Nichole moaned, bringing Andi out of her thoughts.

"What? Oh uh-"

Nichole cut her off, "You weren't having a flashback, were you? You should have woken me up! You're driving for crying out loud!"

Andi shuddered, she was glad she didn't have a flashback. She surely would have lashed out and swerved off the road.

"Calm down. I didn't have a flashback." Flashbacks were awful. Any random thing could set Andi off and suddenly she thinks she is Percy Jackson again. It usually doesn't end very well. Andi continues,"I was just thinking."

"Oh? About what?"

"Like, how exactly are we going to get you to come with us back to the Argo II?" Andi questioned. Their plans had so many flaws. Andi didn't even know how they were going to sneak into Camp Half-Blood. Heck, nether of them actually know why they were doing this. They just know their main objective. Get Nico back with the Seven and protect all of them. Andi had never been so stressed and worried in her whole life. Lives? Whatever.

"I've been thinking about that too. I think what we're going to have to do is lie."

"Well, no shit."

"What I'm trying to say is that well have to trick me, I mean Nico. Whatever." Nichole rubbed her temples, like it hurt to think about her past life as well.

"What do you suggest?" Andi asked, praying that she had some genius plan.

Nichole sighed and pulled her knees to her chest, "We have to push me, Nico, away from the camp and we have to make it fast. We don't have a lot of time to get him to the Argo II."

"So..." Andi pressed, urging her to finish.

"So...it looks Nico is going to have to come out of the closet sooner then he thought."

Andi almost swerved into the next lane,"What?"

"You heard me. It's the only way to get him out fast enough. We'll just have to catch him before he runs too far away." Nichole explained.

"But wait won't you just shadow travel away?"

Nichole shook her head, "Don't you remember? I shadow traveled Coach, Reyna and that freaking statue all the way back to camp. Do you really think I will have enough energy to shadow travel away in a panic?"

"You mean, 'do you think Nico will have enough-"

"Percy, shut the hell up."

After a brief moment of silence Nichole blurted, "So are we gonna tell them or what?"

Andi looked at her incredulously, "What are you talking about?"

"Our other selves. Our past selves. What are going to tell them?"

Andi's face turned stoney, "Nothing. We tell them nothing about what is to come. To them we are just two random demigods who are ready to help them. They cannot know that we are really reincarnations of themselves."

"And the rest of the crew?" Nichole asked.

"They will know nothing as well."

"Even Annabeth?"

Andi's heart ached. How would she react when she saw Annabeth? She missed her so much. Would their meeting bring on a flashback? Gods, Andi hoped not. Andi would freak out Annabeth for sure if she went into flashback mode. She would have to really control herself. Her flashbacks were bad but if she really tried hard she could control them. She would just have to keep her emotions in check. She was just glad her flashbacks weren't as bad as Anthony's...

Andi gripped the steering wheel. She wanted Anthony to be here. She felt a sharp pain run through her wrist, she looked down but nothing appeared to wrong with her. Anthony...why did you have to go?

"Andi?" Nichole prompted.

Andi could feel a lump in her throat forming and tears pricking up in her eyes. Gods, you are such a stupid girl. This is why you can't tell the seven you were reincarnated into this. If they find out, you'll seem weak and Percy Jackson is not weak.

"Yeah," Andi croaked,"Not even Annabeth."