I crept down the tree, branch by branch, being cautious about where I step.

unfortunately, I slipped on a branch, falling back first.

"Ouch!" I whimpered. Obviously, I was having a bad day. Why did I have to betray my friends? Why have I gone against the people that trust me so much? I couldn't think about that now, I had to save my mother if it was the last thing i do.

I wandered deeper into the forest, finding a nice, comfy spot then quickly drifted off to sleep.

As expected, I entered a dream.

"Bailey, quite a show you put on there," Hera said.

"Well, I wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't asked for the pennant," I grumbled.

"Well, this wouldn't happen if your mother hadn't married my husband," She retorted.

"You think that's my fault!?" I exclaimed.

Dumbfounded, the woman stood there in silence.

"Whatever, just tell me where you are," I muttered.

"Your going to hand over the pennant!?" the goddess's reaction changed.

"I didn't say that!" I jumped up. "I just want to know your intentions with the pennant."

"If that's the case... I'm in Las Vegas," she said.

"New york!?" I hollered out in shock. "How the Hades am I suppose to get there!? I'm in San Diego!"

"Well, travel like ever mortal does, by cab," she suggested.

"Cab!?" I yelled out. "I don't even have a penny to spare!"

She rolled her eyes, "Does ever solution have a problem?" she grumbled. "Fine. I've got that taken care of. Just find your way back to the main road and call a taxi."

"Las Vegas," I flop down on the nearest rock. "Fine. I'll go, but how am I suppose to get to you?"

"You'll see when you get there."

My eyes flung wide open. It had been broad daylight, and the sun outside was scorching.

"How long was I out?" I slipped my hand into my pocket, hoping the pennant was still in there. Luckily it was, but I had discovered something else in there... an envelope. I opened the letter, and read the paper that had been neatly folded inside.

Dear Bailey,

Here is three drachma for a cab.

Anyways, I can't wait to see you face to face.

-Hera

I stuffed the letter into the pocket, in a state of exasperation.

"Well... i guess i have no choice," I sighed and got up. After a few minutes, I found my way back to the main road, honestly, it wasn't a thick forest.

I called on the first cab I saw. The yellow taxi soon came to a halt.

"Do ya have the money kid?" he asked in a southern accent.

I pulled out the three drachmas. "I don't know if this will do but..."

"Of course! I'm Peter, the darn demigod!" he exclaimed.

"So you're a demigod as well?" I asked a bit in surprise.

"What'ya think!? All demigods are locked up in that kiddie camp of yours!?" he spatted.

"Uh... yeah... but is it enough to get me to Las Vegas!?"

The man stared at the clouds for a few seconds. "Las Vegas, eh?... Business is slow today... Why not!?"

I got into the car but the ride wasn't so fun.
Mr. Taxi driver sang to reggae music on the radio, and trust me, it sounded like a cat being chocked... Probably worst.

I already miss the flying ship and the comfortable rooms. I missed all my caring friends and the fun times. Honestly, I would take Annabeth's harsh scolding and Leo's corny jokes any day over this.

I sighed and started out the window. The breeze brushed my hair unto my face. What choice do I have anyway?

I've been in the car for almost ten hours-yet I wonder how I still survived.

The car soon came to a halt.

"Why did we stop?" I asked looking out the window.

"Do you have a weapon kid?" the man asked.

"Y...yes sir," I replied,

"I sense a blood of a monster," he sniffed the air.

"I think we should leave it alone, if anything," I really didn't want to get involve with another monster.

"What kind of demigod are you!? What did that camp teach you!?"

"Um... didn't you just say that-"

"Quit your blabbering, kid and let's go!" He exclaimed.

I decided to follow the cranky man, who- know that I think about it- reminds me much of Coach Hedge. (Sorry haven't introduced him yet in the story)

Two dog-looking creatures appeared before us and started to attack.

"Whoa!" I exclaimed dodging on the first one's attack.

"Gaea," Peter scowled.

"She's here, where?!" I exclaimed.

"No, idiot!" He scolded. "She's sending out traps.

"Traps?"

"Stay back, you vile demons! I'm the son of Ares, no one shall near me!" He wagged a stick in front of it's face.

obediently, the dogs sat down, wagging their tails, and panting heavily... as if they want to play fetch.

"I've got an idea," I smiled wickedly, and climbed up the nearest tree. I broke off the weakest branch and held it out.

"Want it?"

The creatures wagged their as if they were saying "yes."

"Then go get it!" I threw the stick forwards as they chased after the branch, disappearing into the woods.

I stepped down from the tree, sighing.

"How did you know that would work?" Peter asked.

"In the end, dogs are dogs. Even if they were Gaea's army. Eventually they would give into their 'canine temptations," I smirked.

"This is not the end, demigod. There will be much more ferocious creatures after you," he continued. "This will be my stop for now."

"W...What do you mean?" I asked in confusion and anger. "So... so you're not going to be my taxi man anymore!?"

He sighed heavily. "Here," he handed me a bag of coins. "Take this on your journey. You will need this. Make the right decision, young demigod."

He was so different from the Peter I knew. He was not like Coach Hedge anymore, he was more like Chiron now. What was he, bipolar?

I sighed and did what I was told to do and set off. Besides, I had a two hour ride left.

"Bailey?" a voice called behind me.

I whirled around.

"Hazel!"