10 Annabeth
Reyna stood up indignantly and narrowed her gaze on Annabeth. Annabeth half smiled raised her brow like: Whatchya gonna do?
"Should have known a daughter of Bellona would have wanted to act so irrationally," she commented dryly. Reyna's hands tightened into fists at her side, and she stated, "You are under my camp, under my rules. I have full power over you here. Maybe you should consider your actions a little more closely."
Suddenly Percy was on his feet too.
"That's enough. Both of you. Here we are, practically leading the Greeks and Romans to a battle where we expect them to be allies. But their own leaders can't even keep their cool. This is not happening again. It will not leave our mouths." He paused and looked at them both. Annabeth was staring at Reyna and Reyna back, but the intensity had gone. "Make up. Shake hands, apologize, and settle out your problems."
"WHAT?" Reyna and Annabeth said simultaneously. Percy was treating them both like a bunch of lousy kindergarteners. But he had already left the room.
An uneasy silence fell over them both. Then Annabeth sat down, or to be more exact, threw herself down.
"Not fun is it? Being ignored by your boyfriend?" Reyna asked menacingly.
Annabeth sighed, not bothering to comment. Then she looked up. "You and Jason…you weren't really…like me and Perce. Were you?"
"Could have been. Given just some time." Reyna said sullenly, and then she too sat down, this time right next to Annabeth. Annabeth remembered how she had felt when the gods had offered Percy immortal life. If he had said yes…she would have lost Percy and Luke in one fell swoop.
"I'm sorry, Reyna… You know…I had another boy with me when I was in Camp Half-Blood. Luke. He…he killed himself. Kronos had captured his body. Percy gave him the knife…it was a big risk…Kronos could have captured Luke back at anytime. It was all dependant on Luke's willpower. And he succeeded. For better or for worse." She paused, pushing back the tears that were starting to overwhelm her. "Percy was offered immortality afterwards. And I…I thought he…" She stopped, sucked in her cheeks, grit her teeth and straightened herself. She looked vacantly at the wall before Reyna awkwardly put her hand on Annabeth's.
"You're really going to be good girl and listen to him?" Reyna asked.
"Who? What?" Annabeth asked, befuddled, because she was rarely confused.
" 'Make up. Shake hands, apologize, and settle out you problems.' Really? Daughter of logical Athena, maybe. But you don't look to me like the quiet type."
Annabeth smiled. "Oh believe me. We're not going to let him enjoy his authority for long."
"My sister's going to love this." Reyna said happily. Annabeth realized this was the first time she had seen Reyna smiling. Otherwise, she always talked and walked in a stiff, formal manner. Her face never welcomed any expression to sit on it. Her eyes were always searching, and gave an impression of superiority. Her mouth was set in a tight line that never faltered.
"We're going to have some fun, you know, Reyna? You, me, your sister, Thalia and Clarisse. You know her?" Annabeth doubted Reyna would give her the satisfaction of hearing a 'no', but who knows?
"Sure. The blondish one. Real big. Ares?"
"Yes! How'd you guess?" They both laughed. Then they both looked at each other like: Did…we just become…friends?