Hello friends! Today, I want to give props to all of the people who have followed/ favorited my story. You guys are wonderful! Beware of cursing! I'm also incorporating other Rick Riordan book series into this. BTW, i've been forgetting to do this, but I don't own and of the series in this story. Thank you!

Annabeth POV

When I wake up, someone's arms are wrapped around me. Someone's steady breath tickles my ear. Someone's hand is in my hair, and the rising and falling of their chest moves me with them. Then I remember. I remember the night before, the pain, the tears. And the kisses.

So I just lay there, with arms around me and breath on me and a hand in my hair. I lay until he wakes up and kisses my cheek.

"Hello beautiful."

"Hi."

After more kisses, he gets up. More kisses. And the two of us try to walk out. But as soon as I try to stand up, I fall. My..um you know what is aching, and my legs and stomach cramp up as soon as they have to carry my weight. I cry out in pain and Percy puts his strong arms around me. He does the most embarrassing thing ever, he literally carries me bridal style out of the tent and onto the beach. He carries me to the softly smoking firepit and sets me down on a log. Piper comes over to sit beside me. She feels like my sister, and we sit there for the longest time.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

We don't say anything for a long time. The two of us just sit until Percy brings me water and some mango. Someone found a case of knives, and since then we can enjoy sliced fruit. We also have a way to defend ourselves and fight off attackers. I eat in silence, and after some more awkward silence, I say one thing. "I'm tired."

So Percy picks me up again and brings me to the tent. He wraps me in blankets, and he's about to leave when I say, "Can you stay with me?"

"I'll always stay with you." He kisses my cheek.

So we lay down in the same position as earlier, but instead of in my hair, his hand is tucked over my arm. I don't even sleep, just lay there until it's lunchtime and he props me up. Piper brings me water and food and supports me while I cry into her shoulder. And after she leaves I sleep, until Will and Nico come in to check on me and I eat again and Percy takes me back onto the beach to watch the sunset. But as we lay there, looking out at the orange and red and yellow and pink and purple, someone taps my shoulder.

"Hey Bethie," says a voice that I know too well.

"Luke?"

Oh look, the perfect place to end a chappie!

Just kidding!

"Luke?" I turn around to see cold blue eyes, tan skin, blonde hair, and that scar. That scar that tells me who is standing in front of me. How? Percy looks at him with an "I'll kill you" expression. And I bet he will. So before they can do anything, I ask another question.

"How are you here?"

"I think the better question," says Percy with a dangerous expression on his face. "Is why are you here?"

"And who are you supposed to be?"

"I'm her…. Boyfr- friend. Her friend."

"Oh really? Is that it? Because if I find out that you've been sleeping with my girlfriend, I'll-"

"I'm not your girlfriend! Luke, you told me that yourself! And you already shattered my heart once."

"Oh really? Because 5 months ago, you were lying in my bedr-"

"Luke, please stop it! That was then, and this is now, after you left me, pregnant and alo-"

But then I realize that he didn't know about that. Crap.

"You're pregnant?"

"I was. But now, you see.."

"Did you kill my baby, you bitch?"

"Hey! Don't ever call Annabeth that, you hear me? You don't deserve her!"

"And what, you do?"

"Why, you-"

"STOP! Both of you! This isn't helping anything! Stop arguing! Please, cut it out!"

They both stare at me. And then, Luke drags me up by the arm and hair, and tosses me over his shoulder and carries me off. Luke's tall, at least 6 feet tall and very strong.

"Put me down, you son of a bitch! Put me down!"

"You want down? Okay, I can arrange that!"

He drops me down onto the sand. I land on my back, the wind knocked out of me. I can hear Percy running over to me.

"Annabeth? Annabeth, talk to me. Annabeth!"

He shakes me awake. I'm in my tent. I must've fallen asleep after lunchtime. Percy is standing over me, an urgent expression on his face.

Was it a dream?

"What's wrong?"

"They found someone. In a tree. Let's go check it out!"

"Um..ok."

So he carries me into the woods, and, just as I suspected, there's a huge mob of people standing around. I ask Piper "what's happening?"

She doesn't say anything, just points at one of the trees. There's a person. No joke. A boy, 18, maybe. He's suspended up in the tree, about 20 feet up. He has green and black hair and a pink plaid shirt with a green checkered tie. Tiny black skinny jeans, and polished black shoes. But he also has a backpack-looking thing that connects to a parachute that holds him up. I can see a trail of blood coming from his hairline, but his chest rises and falls slowly.

"How?" Percy asks, frozen in shock.

"The bigger question," Piper speaks up, "is where is the airplane?"

"Airplane?"

"If there was a parachute, there had to be a plane, right?"

She's right. And a second after the words leave her mouth, I hear the sound. We all do. The sound of a plane. A jet. Coming towards us.

Until next time, lovelies!