Annabeth P.O.V.
We had finally arrived at the airport, and were walking towards the back to board the private jet.
"We're flying in a private jet? Why can't we just fly in a normal plane?" Percy asked me.
I rolled my eyes. This guy could not get any dumber. "So no one can see you and maybe tell the killer." I answered back.
"Why would a killers accomplice be boarding a plane to Oklahoma?" he asked again. Damn, this guy would not stop talking.
"I don't know. Besides I don't make the rules. If I did, then you would probably be hand-cuffed and your mouth would be duct taped shut right now." I replied. Luckily, he didn't say anything else after that.
We were finally aboard the jet, and Percy was looking over, and touching everything.
"Sit down." I demanded. He whipped his head around to look at me and smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry, it's my ADHD." He replied, taking a seat across from me.
"You have ADHD?" I asked him.
"That's kinda what I just said…" he answered. I glared at him, and he turned his head to look the other way.
"I have ADHD too." I blurted out. Why did I tell him? He didn't need to know! I was getting way to personal with this guy, and I did not like it one bit.
"You do? Wow, you don't even show it." he said.
"Yeah, um, I take the pill." I informed him.
He smiled. "I used to take the pill, but don't anymore. I just don't like pills."
I just nodded and turned my head to look out the window. It was dark and damp outside, and a light drizzle had just started.
"Can I call my mom?" He asked. I turned my head to look towards him. "You know, so she won't get worried."
"Yeah, you can call her. But you can't tell her that you're in the witness protection program. Just tell her… that you're visiting a sick friend." he nodded and picked up the phone that was next to the seat. He dialed the number and waited.
"Hi mom. Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to visit a sick friend in Oklahoma." He said. It was evident on his face that he hated lying to his mother. "Yeah, met him in college, he has, um, cancer. Don't worry mom. Love you too." He hung up the phone and put his head in his hands.
"Don't worry. You'll see her again." I assured him.
"How do you know? I mean, how long am I gonna be in this witness protection thing? What if I die?" his voice cracked and I almost felt… bad for him.
"You won't die."
"Yeah, let's hope so." he muttered and looked away.
After three hours of sitting on the jet, we finally arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma. We got off the jet and got a car to drive to the house.
Percy was still looking glum, and I really did not want to deal with a sad crybaby all the way to the house, so I decided to start a conversation.
"Two agents are going to meet us at the house." I said. He looked up at me, as if surprised that I talked to him. "Their names are Agent Stoll and Agent Stoll. Their brothers."
"Wait a minute… Travis and Connor Stoll?" He asked.
"Yes. Do you know them?"
He smiled and looked out the window, as if remembering a good memory. "We used to go to camp together. Everybody knew the infamous Stoll brothers and their pranks." he said.
"They used to prank you?" I asked. Travis and Connor were the jokesters of the whole agency, but when it came to work, they were very serious. We were friends… well acquaintances.
"Yeah, almost everyday. There was this one prank they did including a mango… man I'll never forget that one." he chuckled. "Did they ever prank you?"
"Uh, yeah… they put spiders in my drawer." I shuddered at the memory.
He laughed. "You're afraid of spiders?"
I crossed my arms and I felt my ears get red. Why was I blushing? "It's perfectly normal to be afraid of spiders." I said.
He just smirked. I rolled my eyes and turned away again. I could almost never have a full conversation with this idiot. He was so annoying! Maybe I'll just lock him in the closet when we got home. Yeah. That will work.
After driving for 40 minutes, we arrived at the house. Travis and Connor were… actually I don't know exactly what they were doing. But I was pretty sure it was inappropriate.
When they heard the car they turned around and smiled. I parked it in the driveway, and stepped out.
"Nice to see you again, Annie!" Travis yelled, spreading his arms for a hug that he will never get.
"My name is Annabeth. Not Annie." I growled.
"Ok, ok. Where's the guy?" Travis asked, looking at the car. Before I could answer, Percy stepped out and I heard Connor yell,
"Well if it isn't the great Percy Jackson!" Percy smiled and I saw Travis leaving my side to walk over to him.
"Dude, long time, no see! How's life been treating you?" Travis said, engulfing Percy in one of those weird guy hugs.
"Great, up until I got shot in the head." he answered back.
"Wow, shot in the head? By who?" Connor questioned.
"I don't know. Apparently, 'I don't have any clearance' so I'm not allowed to know." He said. I crossed my arms.
"Well you don't." I said grimly.
"Annabeth, be nice." Travis said, patting my head.
"You pat my head again, and I will bite your head off." I said. Travis quickly returned his hand to himself. "If we're done with this heartfelt reunion now, I'd like to see the house." Connor nodded and took the keys out of his pocket. I reached out my hand to take the keys, but Connor held them up out of my reach.
"No, no, no Honey. We're gonna come in too." he said. That was the last straw. I was already stressed out, and this did not help. So I kicked him where it really hurts. He fell down groaning, and I bent down to get the keys.
"Be sure to get that checked out ok?" I said sweetly as I picked the keys up.
Hope you liked it! This chapter was kinda crappy in my opinion... It will get better though. But anyway, please review! You people are awesome!