Annabeth's POV

I knew I couldn't leave the apartment without the twins or I'd be murdered the second they told my employers. And, of course, they didn't feel like going anywhere today, so I was stuck in this apartment.

So close, yet so far from his. I wanted to see if Percy was even home anymore, or if he somehow figured out he was my next target and—

Oh my God, he's my next target, what am I gonna do I can't kill him I love him but if I don't kill him God knows what Luke would do to me or the twins or their parents or my family or anyone I know and oh my God Annabeth what are you gonna do oh my God oh my God OH MY GOD

—took off. I honestly wouldn't be surprised at all if he had. I'd be surprised if he stuck around more than anything if I was totally honest.

So, that, is how I ended up in between Bobby and Matthew, watching SpongeBob with a growling stomach that I couldn't fill, and hands that I couldn't stop from shaking. I tried to lose myself in this absolutely idiotic kid show, but I couldn't manage to for it for some reason. Every time I began to lose myself, he popped back into my head and the worry and the anxiety flooded my whole being again.

Then I got another call. I leaped off the couch and reached the bed room in a few huge steps, apologizing to the two shocked boys left on the sofa. I checked the caller ID and saw it was Luke again.

I released a terse sigh before picking up and saying, "Look, Luke, what do you want?"

"He knows you're his target now too. I just got intel from one of his neighbors that he stormed past them in a rush and on the phone, suitcase rollin and duffel bag over his shoulder. He's leaving, and you're gonna track him."

"Wait, you have?—look, Luke, I can't leave in the middle of a shift, you know that. Just have that neighbor tail him or something and I'll get to him once my employers get home, okay?"

"Anna, I am your employer! And I am telling you to tail this guy yourself, understand me? I am not using that plant to track your target Anna, whether you like it or not."

When, suddenly: "Silenaaaaa! Bobby hit me again!"

"No I didn't! Matthew is lying!"

"I'm not lying, I'm truthing!"

"Truthing isn't a word, dumb butt!"

"Silenaaaaa, Bobby called me a dumb butt!"

"Boys, behave, or I swear to whatever high being exists, I will tell your mother you two were misbehaving today!"

"Annabeth, who the hell is that?"

"Shut up for a second asshole," I hissed into the phone, muting my end of the conversation. "Understand me?!"

I heard some worried mumblings and heard two "Yes Silena!"'s and then I unmuted my end of the call.

"Those are my charges Luke. Now, can you get the plant to tail Jackson, or not?!"

I heard a long sigh, and I could picture him rubbing his temples to relieve a headache.

"Fine. The plant will do it today. But then you are catching up to him and then you will tail him from there, kill him, and then tell me to confirm it. Got it?"

"Fine Luke, whatever. I'll do it, just get off my back and on your wife's stomach. I got this, alright?"

"No need to be so arrogant you little bitch." Beep.

"Well fuck you too, asswipe." I walked back into the living room and again nestled in between the toddlers, who didn't talk to me this time since I guess they could sense I was a bit pissy,

And what was I gonna do about Percy? I can't kill him…I just can't do it. I can't kill the man I love, even if he doesn't love me back. He deserves a life, even if it's without me. And I don't think he'd want a life with me in the first place, so that's out. What can I do?

"Silena? Silllleeeenaaaaaaa? Are you there?"

I shook my head, and said, "Oh, yeah, sorry. I was just zoning out a little bit. What's up?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"Yeah, we heard you say the neighbors name."

"Oh, um…yeah, I just, um…I miss him. A lot."

"I miss him too."

"Yeah, why did he leave anyway?"

"I…I…um…."

"Silena…?"

"H—he, um, he—"

"Kids! We're hoooooome!"

The two toddlers flew off the couch screaming "DADDY! MOMMY!" at the top of their lungs and took off towards their parents, and I flew to the counter where my purse was waiting for me.

I snatched it off and threw it over my shoulder, bolting through my employers and running to the elevator. I heard Mrs. Levesque yell after me, but I slammed my fist into the lobby button. I collapsed on the floor, sobbing and hugging myself, reducing into a blubbering mess in the elevator.

I had to kill him….

A/N: Yes, TFIOS reference in here. Slight Drake and Josh one too. If you go back and read it if you didn't catch them, and then catch them, I love you. If you caught them while reading them, I love you even more.
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