Wow, I haven't updated in a long time! I'm sorry!
"So this is the hotel?"
"Looks like it. He's staying in room 203. Follow me." I led the way into the hotel. It was small, and fairly old. But I could see that a long time ago that it was an amazing building. The lobby had a tiled floor, and was cold. Just as we were about to walk up the flight of stairs, we were stopped.
"Excuse me? I haven't seen you around here. You'll need to check in to get your room." The lady sat in reception called to us.
"Wait here." I muttered to Percy, and he nodded. I walked over to the desk and smiled at the lady.
"Have you booked a room?" She asked.
"No no, my boyfriend and I are visiting a friend. We haven't seen him in so long! It feels like years, though I'm sure it was just six months since he started his research trip here. We know him from San Francisco. He told us his room number; can we make our way up there now?" I smiled widely again.
"Hmm. Okay." The lady said, raising an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes and went back to typing; obviously presuming we weren't worth any bother. I walked back over to Percy.
"Everything okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. I handled it." I said, and made my way up the stairs. Percy followed me, taking my hand.
When we reached the door, I turned to Percy.
"When I say 'jump' don't question me, okay?"
"Jump? We're on the second floor Annabeth…It'll hurt."
"Just do it, okay?"
"Okay. I'll come in with you then. I trust you have a plan Wisegirl?"
"Always, Seaweed brain. Always." I smiled slightly before picking the lock on the door and entering the room, gun raised. Percy closed the door behind us. The journalist had dark brown hair and grey eyes, similar but the same as mine. He couldn't have been older than twenty five. He froze in his chair when he saw me.
"I knew it. I knew I shouldn't have started writing about that Government place! They sent you, didn't they? You're here to kill me!" He panicked.
"Don't worry." I said. "Yes, we were sent here to kill you. But we won't. We're being forced to do this. But you got lucky that they sent us for you, and nobody else. You have to stop writing this article. Okay?"
"Sure, anything! Just don't kill me! I have a wife…" He breathed deeply, not taking his eyes off of us. My ear piece started to crackle.
"Annabeth Chase! I knew I shouldn't have trusted you with this!" I heard Miss Doe's voice in my ear. I knew that she could hear every word I said, which is why I hoped my plan worked. The door was kicked down from the outside, and three men with guns charged in.
"JUMP!" I yelled. I charged towards the window. Percy grabbed the journalist by the elbow, and we leapt from the window to meet the gravel below.
The pain was blinding. It made my head spin, my bones ache, and my vision go funny. But I was up like a shot. Percy was up just as fast, pulling the journalist along with him as we ran for the cover of the nearby forest. I loaded my gun with more bullets as I ran. Dodging shots and firing back our own, we made it to the trees.
Time for phase two.
I actually started writing this chapter a few weeks ago, I don't know why it took me so long to write it. :L Sorry.