Piper opens her eyes hours later, but Annabeth is still sleeping soundly on my lap.

"How long was I out?" Piper asks me. I shrug.

"Bout 9 hours." I reply. She stares at me for a moment, her eyes seeming to bore into my brain, reading my secrets, and putting them all back into place in the right order.

"You should've woken me up. Annabeth is gonna be pissed when she hears you let her sleep so long." Piper chides, bumping my shoulder. "Then at least she would be pissed at both of us."

"It's not too late." I say. She nods, smiling lightly. I lean back, closing my eyes and falling into the realm of Hypnos.

But of course I have to dream, right?

I see two people. One is surrounded by shadows, but it seems to be a girl. The other one I can see. He has blazing orange eyes and pitch black hair. He looks very tired and weary.

"Sarah... I've decided what to do." He says. While sounding tired, he still has an atmosphere of power radiating off of him. That I respect. The girl steps out of the shadows. She has yellow eyes and dark, dark brown hair.

"What is it father? What do you want to do?" She seems more gentle. He sighs.

Then the scene shifts.

Sombody's blood is on my pants, and I'm running. I don't know what I'm running from. All I know is I have to get away.

I hear sobs behind me, they sound like Drew. Okay... not normal.

Another voice is saying, "Why? How could you sacrifice yourself? We had a future!" Drew sobs.

"Aphrodite kids break hearts, but not EVER like this!"

Then I realize who the male voice was.

It's Charlie. Lacy's boyfriend.

I wake up in a cold sweat, my eyes wild. Then I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open my eyes again, Annabeth is stirring and Piper is looking at me in concern.

"Bad dream?" She asks. I nod.

"Here. Have some tea." She gives me a steaming cup, and I sense that it's burning hot. I use my water powers to make it cool down enough for me and take a small sip.

It's not very sweet, but the flavor spirals across my mouth and wakes me up. I finish it quickly.

"What kind of tea is this?" I ask Piper. She smiles.

"My dad's favorite recipe. It's a family secret, so I can't tell you." She replies. I nod.

Annabeth suddenly opens her eyes and looks around frightfully. Then she notices that we're safe.

"How long was I sleeping?" She asks. I smile sheepishly.

"16 hours..." her eyes widen and she smacks me in the shoulder. Then she glares at Piper.

"You should have woken me up!" She says in exasperation. "It's not healthy for me to sleep so long." I bend down and kiss her softly.

"Well, not everyone is as smart as you are wise girl." I say. She sighs.

"So you tell me." She wraps her arms around my neck, intwining her her fingers at my nape, and kisses me again.

Piper coughs.

"PDA guys! Thalia would kill you!" We pull apart, blushing.

"Like you and Jason are much better." Annabeth points out. It's Piper's turn to blush.

"Let's talk about our dreams. I know we've all had em." Piper says. Annabeth and I start to protest but she puts up her hand.

"Nope, I don't wanna hear it." We sigh. "Here. To make it easier, I'll go first." Piper launches in a detailed explaination of her dream, it was similar to the first one I had. Then I go, telling them about my dreams. Piper nods when I get to the part where Sarah calls the man father. Annabeth reluctantly starts to explain.

"In my dream... Safire and Bobby were there. Courtney was dying. There was another girl, she had white hair and pink eyes. I feel like the prochecy has something to do with it. Then, this huge monster came and attacked. The last thing I remember is Safire twisting her necklace and Bobby drawing her sword." She seems sad, and kinda confused, so I kiss her again. Piper doesn't object.

Five seconds later, (actually, that's a long kiss) Annabeth pulls back and sighs.

"We should get going." Piper nods, and I get up, shivering because of my lack of a coat, since Annabeth still has it draped over her shoulders.

"Oh, here." Annabeth tries to give it back but I push her hand away.

"I'll be fine. You stay warm." I say quietly. She looks at me, but puts the coat back on.

"Well then love birds! Now I know how it feels to be the third wheel! Poor Leo! Let's skidaddle!" And with that somewhat awkward remark, we're off into the unknown.