The Journey 7

Over the next month the three mended their bodies and their broken hearts. They met their brothers and sisters as Grover retrained and hung over them.

"You okay?" Luke asked one day as Annabeth stood in front of Thalia's pine tree.

"Yeah," she said, "Thalia saved us."

"She really did care about us," Luke said, "and I miss her, too."

Annabeth hugged the tree and set a rose on the trunk.

"She said we would meet again," Annabeth said. Suddenly, she gasped.

"What?" Luke asked.

"I just heard her voice!" she said, "listen!"

The two listened in amazement as Thalia's voice said in their minds, I miss you. But we shall meet. Wait. Your future is coming. Annabeth, you shall meet your true love. Luke, you shall be a hero. I'm a tree now, so I'm alive. I shall guard camp. And I am proud. And I'm watching.

The two half bloods looked at each other in joy and sorrow.

"Come on," Annabeth said, "she's alive. We have to make her proud!"

"We have to train!" Luke exclaimed, "meet you there!"

Before she dashed after him, Annabeth looked at her friend's tree.

"You're still like our sister," she said, "even if you are a tree."

And just before she had dashed off, she heard Thalia's voice say, Ditto.

Author Note: Aw...how sweet! Okay, I hope you liked it! Bye! :)