I Annabeth
Annabeth stared blankly out over the deck of the ArgoII, thinking. Jason had said they'd be at Camp Jupiter in an hour...she'd see Percy again in an hour...
"Good news!" Leo said, loudly, jerking Annabeth into reality. "Mellie sent the...uh...video/scroll ahead to the Romans. So maybe they won't kill us!"
"Yeah, that's great news," snorted Piper.
"Well, they'd definitely kill us if we hadn'tsent the scroll." Jason reminded her.
Annabeth nodded but didn't say anything. Jason, Piper and Leo...she still wasn't sure how she felt about those three.
Jason, Annabeth could tell, was a natural leader. She was positive he'd been on several quests before, at Camp Jupiter. What troubled her was how he was alive. After they'd been on their quest to save Hera last winter, Jason had told everyone how he'd seen Hera's true form- and lived. That shouldn't have been possible. Even if he'd swam in the River Styx, like Percy, a god in their most powerful form should have killed him. She didn't want to put a damper on anyone's fun thinking like that, but the thought still made her extremely uneasy.
Piper was pretty much the toughest child of Aphrodite Annabeth had ever met. And after some training at Camp Half-Blood, she was turning out to be almost as good s knife fighter as Annabeth. But at the moment, she wasn't looking so tough. She'd been staring out into the distance the whole trip, like Annabeth, stopping occasionally to yell at Leo. Annabeth knew what was troubling her: Reyna, Jason's possible past girlfriend. Annabeth could relate- she'd spent plenty of sleepless nights wondering if Percy had woken up on a bus holding some other girl's had like Jason had.
Leo...Well, Leo was Leo. He was your classic ADHD demigod-annoying, and even more hyperactive than Percy. The whole fire thing seriously scared Annabeth, not because a demigod could summon fire, but because Leo was that demigod. He'd done a good job with the ship, though, even if he'd been completely unappreciative of Annabeth's extremely helpful tips on the design...there should have been twenty five oars, Annabeth didn't care how many had been on the blueprints...But still, the ArgoII looked exactly like Leo's crayon drawing of it. That was weird, too; Annabeth had never heard of anyone's destiny in the form of a kindergarten painting before...
"There it is," said Jason, his voice cracking. A cluster of Roman-style buildings was just becoming visible on the horizon.
"That's it?" asked Annabeth.
"That's it. Jason said. "Camp Jupiter."