It was a couple of days since Percy had disappeared from the Camp. Chiron had been trying to get to Anna—apparently someone needed to talk to her, but these past few days, Luke and Diane had been making her do one thing on top of the other just to keep her occupied. Once, when she was on her way to the Mess Hall to eat, Chiron intercepted her and said that he wished to talk to her. Anna, thinking that Mr. Brunner—Chiron (she always forgets), was going to throw her a pity-party, said yes. "But, can I go eat first?" She then went back into the Cabin and hid behind the pillow fort the Stoll brothers had convinced half the cabin to build.

The day after that, Chiron went to Cabin Eleven asking for Anna Jackson, but she was, apparently, doing archery lessons. He went to the Archery Range, only to find out she had left for the Amphitheater, and when he went to the Amphitheater, he realized that the girl was avoiding him, because apparently, she had been in the Cabin all along.

Anna was really busy she didn't even have the time to be sad. Luke, Diane, Connor, and Travis had been pushing her all around the camp, trying to make her do a lot of things at once (especially the Stoll brothers). She was glad she didn't have time to dwell on her sullen thoughts, but the downside to their daily activities (avoiding Chiron included), was that the moment her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light. And her dreams had been getting weird.

Anna would call them weird, of course. She always had weird dreams growing up, but some are too vague. Some she couldn't even remember the moment she was conscious. She didn't tell her friends what she had been dreaming, nor would she bring it up. But, these past few days, she had been dreaming that she was a young girl. Maybe six or seven. She was talking excitedly to two people—a man and a woman—looking up to their faces as they smiled down at her, their smiles radiant and powerful and loving. She thought she might have seen them before. Sometimes, Anna could see herself talking to someone else—that boy. That young boy she met a few days ago, the one who taught her to grip her fingers and rotate her elbow while she was (failing at) doing archery. She didn't see that boy again. What with all the shenanigans she was pushed into every single day, she reckoned she didn't have the time to stop by and look around to chat with people.

Every morning she was tempted to just leave the place and go look for her brother. But where would she go? She didn't have any money. She had been dying to know if her brother was alright, if he was mad at her because she was rude to him that night. She wondered if her snappy attitude fueled her brother's escape.

Dionysus was fuming every time Chiron came back to him without Anna. He had been waiting to talk to her, to look at this Anna Jackson in the eye and see if she had been the lost Goddess Leia. Little Leia was the apple of her parents' eyes. She unknowingly has them in the palm of her hand. And frankly, she had been the apple to her other relatives too, they would've burned the earth for her if she wanted them to. One of them would have carried the sun on his back if she asked him to.

The loss of the little Goddess destroyed all of their hearts, not just that of Zeus' or Hera's. She had been everyone's love. Dionysus thought everyone forgot about her, or that they didn't want to think about her. Leia's sudden disappearance had been the worst day in Olympus, he knew it in his heart. He could still hear the anguished cries of the other Gods, as much as he didn't care for them, he understood their pain. No one knew where she had gone. Leia just vanished in the thick of the night, and fell off the face of the earth.

He didn't want to keep his hopes up. He didn't want to think that maybe this girl IS Leia. It may be too good to be true that twelve years later, the Goddess would find her way to Camp Half-Blood, of all places. But, still, his mind had been gnawing to know, to just get it over with. He just wanted to see that she, in fact, was not the Goddess so that he could go on with his life and say, "I told you so" to himself about three times a day.

Today, Diane was arguing with Connor on where to take Anna to spend (or waste) their time together. Diane, as always, had insisted on going to the Archery Range.

"Connor, stop it!" Diane exclaimed, pulling Anna's hand towards her so forcefully Anna thought her arm would pop out. Connor (who had grown attached to Anna, the Stolls both saw her as a big sister and wanted so much to impress her), was tugging Anna's sleeve, ignoring Diane, chanting "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon…" He and Travis told Anna that they were going to pull a prank on some other campers, but Anna overheard them last night discussing about "climbing the lava wall". It didn't sound too appealing to Anna. She was more than happy to go do Archery lessons.

Diane suddenly stopped yanking Anna, looked behind Connor and yelled, "Luke! Connor's bothering us again!" Connor whipped his head in the other direction looking surprised, almost ready to defend himself when he sawthat Luke wasn't there. He turned back and saw Diane dragging Anna towards the Archery Range.

"Damn it!"

"Hey Anna!" Lee Fletcher beamed when he saw Diane and Anna approaching, "Haven't seen you in a while."

Anna waved back, sending him a sheepish smile, "Yeah…we were busy."

"My aim probably sucks by now," Diane said, grimacing as she picked a bow, feeling it with her fingers, "We barely escaped from Connor and Travis. They were going to the Lava wall."

"The Lava wall sounds dangerous," Anna added, "And if your aim sucks by now, mine would be horrendous." She thanked Lee for handing her a bow.

"You know," Diane started, sending her first arrow flying, missing the bullseye by a foot. "Lee is kinda cute."

Anna sent her arrow whizzing, completely missing the target and hitting the ground a few meters away from it. She scowled. Turning to Diane, she grabbed another arrow, now smiling, "So, is this why you're always here?"

"What? No!" Diane exclaimed, missing the target completely, "I used to go here even before I realized Lee was cute. I just think he's nice, you know."

"Nice and cute?"

"Yeah, I guess." Diane missed the bullseye by a few inches. "Aren't there any nice-looking people here? The Aphrodite Cabin? All the boys and girls?"

"I haven't really looked," Anna shrugged.

"What about Cute Archer Girl over there?" Diane puckered her lips to the direction of an Apollo girl shooting an arrow straight after the other, the arrows finding their place inside the red bullseye.

"She's okay."

"That Cute Archer Boy?" Diane puckered her lips again.

Anna turned to look at the Cute Archer Boy. It was that blond guy she talked to days ago. The very same one she was dreaming about.

"Hmm."

Diane raised an eyebrow, "What's 'hmm' supposed to be?"

"Do you know his name?"

"Not really," Diane shook her head, closing one eye as she let another arrow fly.

"Oh well," Anna shrugged her shoulders, glad that Diane stopped talking about the Archer Boy. She was also disappointed that Diane didn't know his name. She thought it might be too weird if she went there, tapped her hand on his shoulder and—

Diane's voice cut through her thoughts.

"C'mon, let's ask him!"

"Wait, what? No!"

But Diane was already tapping her hand on Archer Boy's shoulder, talked to the guy for a bit, and pointed a finger at Anna.

ALIVE AGAIN! Another chapter later/tomorrow. Let me know your thoughts!