Dear Seaweed Brain,

We lifted off from camp about… and hour ago. We should be at Camp Jupiter in four hours. And I'll finally get to see you. Unless you're dead… I really hope you're not dead. I really, really, really hope you aren't dead. Don't be dead.

Anyway, Leo will send a holographic scroll your way an hour before we get there. We argued over who should be the one who is explaining everything, but Leo finally said that I looked too tired, stressed, and scary to properly convince people not to shoot people out of the sky. This is the only time I can think of where it is a disadvantage to look scary.

I hope we don't get blown out of the sky. If anybody could convice a large amount of potentially hostile demigods not to shoot us down, it's you. And… Please don't be stupid. I really miss you, Percy.

I love you,

Annabeth


Author's Note!

All rights of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series and the Heroes of Olympus series belong to Rick Riordan. As much as I wish I had the rights, I don't.

One more chapter left. :'( Now I have to write it. Sorry for not updating sooner, doing so completely slipped my mind.

Answer to last letter's question: Caucus.

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The last Question of the Letter: What monsters did Percy face at the Arch? (The Lightning Thief)