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She woke him up yet again. Annabeth was used to it already; well, that and she could sleep through a freaking hurricane anyways.

But Percy still wasn't used to hearing the noises Audrey made in her sleep. She'd do all kinds of noises, from whimpering, to talking, to crying. And then it'd be so quiet, quiet enough that if not for her quick breathing, someone could mistake the room for being empty.

As far as he knew, she was still running a dangerously high fever; but, like Grover said, there wasn't anything they could do.

...Well, except sleep. And watch tv.

So, on the plus side, Percy was catching up on all the sleep he had lost since going on this trip. And he was finally caught up with The Office and all the other shows he'd been missing lately.

He splashed some water from the sink onto his face, enjoying the cool sensation. God, did he love water.

Wouldn't have anything to do with his dad being Poseidon, would it?

Either way, it still felt good.

He was about to hop back into his sorry excuse for a bed, but he made the mistake of glancing around, and his eyes landed on Audrey. She looked so miserable. So Percy decided to be nice.

Contrary to popular belief, he didn't have that much of a problem with Audrey. In fact, she was almost as cool as him by his standards.

….Almost.

Either way, he figured the least he could do was make her personal hell a little more comfortable.

"She'll thank me later," he commented to himself after wetting the washrag and putting it back on her damp forehead.

Audrey didn't know what time, but she knew the exact moment when her fever broke.

It was pretty obvious; she could suddenly feel air against her skin again. The sweat didn't feel heavy or smothering anymore; just slightly sticky. Her legs felt stiff, that was for sure.

But also, the dreams stopped. Well, nightmares. And except for a dull throb, her arm and head didn't hurt anymore. She just laid there for a while, and silently thanked whoever put the wet object on her forehead. It helped tremendously as she ran it over her arms, legs, face and neck.

Eventually, she found the strength to sit up, and propped up her pillow. So it made sense that right after she got comfy she realized she really, really had to pee.

Audrey splashed some cold water on her face after washing her hands, and had to stare at the vanity mirror for a good five seconds before realizing it was her own reflection she was seeing.

Her face was extremely pale, and her eyes weren't as bright as they had been when she had last looked in the mirror.

Her hair was literally sticking out at every odd angle imaginable. Thank God it wasn't frizzy; then she'd really have a problem, and would have to waste a good hour of her life fixing it. Besides, there was hardly ever a time where frizzy auburn hair looked good on someone.

She felt very weak, hungry, and thirsty.

Well, no, that's not true; she felt weak, STARVING, and DYING OF THIRST.

Yes. That was more accurate.

When she shuffled out of the bathroom, Annabeth was sitting cross-legged on her bed, wide awake.

Audrey bit her lip to keep from yelling in surprise. "Jesus Annabeth!" She hissed before tripping over a chair leg.

THUD.

Audrey glared dejectedly at the chair. "Why the hell is there a chair in the middle of the walkway??!"

Annabeth smiled and helped her up before wordlessly pointing to a snoring Percy. Him and his loud-ass snoring. It's a wonder she didn't wake up sooner.

But she had to give him some credit, because she just knew he was that one who gave her the rag.

Audrey nodded slowly. "That would explain it. Hey Annabeth, I'm freaking starving."

THREE HOURS LATER...

"She's barely stopped to breathe, and when she does, she keeps asking how long she's been asleep and what she's missed," Annabeth whispered to a grumpy Grover and barely-awake Percy, and they all glanced over Annabeth's shoulder at Audrey.

She was currently taking full advantage of the sign that clearly read "All You Can Eat" at the Peabody Hotel. Her "awesome performance" back in New Orleans helped pay for their stay.

Note to self: thank Audrey and remember to take some of that stuff that comes with the room later.

Her momentum was slowing down, though; there was actually a pause between bites that lasted more than thirty seconds.

Annabeth looked at them uncertainly. "...Should we tell her?"

Percy looked to Grover, and Grover and Annabeth looked to Percy.

"..Wait, why are you looking at me?" He asked them blankly.

Annabeth and Grover exchanged an eye-roll.

"Because. You two love to try and push each other's buttons. Surely you know how she'd react better than we would," Annabeth told him in a tone that sounded like a kindergarten teacher. And he was the one kid that would be held back in the easiest grade.

Still a little offended, Percy muttered moodily, "I don't think she'll kill anyone, if that's what you're worried about. If anything, she'll be mad at herself just a little bit. But then her big head will kick in and she'll go right back to eating."

Audrey didn't like the look on Annabeth's face as the other two slid into seats between them. "So. What was with the whole suspicious-looking conference about over there?"

"Oh, nothing, just...how are you feeling?" Annabeth asked, widening her eyes to make her look even more innocent.

Audrey matched her gaze in a "Are you serious? Cut the crap" kind of way. "How long was I out, Annabeth?"

"Oh, for the love of the Gods!" Grover cried out in annoyance. "You were out for about two or three days. Okay? We're in Memphis. The pearl is located in some night club here. Why, I don't know. And that's about all you've missed."

Audrey practically glowed. Wait, no, she was literally glowing. Maybe she really did have some Apollo in her.

"Memphis? As in the one in Tennessee?"

"How many are there?" Grover asked with honest curiosity.

She jumped up and kissed the top of his head happily. "Mwah! Grover, that's the best thing anyone's said to me in days!" Audrey skipped to the elevator, leaving her confused (pleasantly surprised in Grover's case) companions trailing behind her.

"Let's get ready to scout it out! Oh, this is awesome! I actually know where I'm going!"

Grover rubbed the top of his head thoughtfully. "What's got her all pumped up? Wasn't she near-death, like, a couple hours ago? And now she's bouncing off the walls."

Percy and Annabeth grinned. "She's from here," they said at the same time.

Audrey showed them around, from trolleys to the FedEx Forum and Beale Street.

They finally got her to eat again, seeing as they were all hungry now, and she instantly went off in a totally different direction, claiming she knew the "best joint in town's owner".

They ended up at Kooky Canuck.

"Kooky...what??" Grover asked. Audrey grinned. "Canuck. Kuh-nook. Used to be Bigfoot Lodge, but some idiot filed a suit over the name for some stupid reason. Apparently there was one on a movie no one cares about, too," Audrey explained with an eye-roll.

"He's all miffed about it, too, so I wouldn't mention it too much around him if I were you."

"Who's him, exactly?" Annabeth asked as they walked through the door, jumping after noticing the giant Sasquatch Statue in the corner.

"Shawn," Audrey stated as if it were obvious before grinning at the host behind the counter. "Hi, how are you?" "Good, and yourself?" "Awesome. I just got rid of my fever," she announced proudly.

Percy just sighed and shook his head as she had a conversation with this total stranger as they got a place to sit. Her friendliness or whatever is gonna get her killed one day. Especially with this killer walking around.

On the other hand, he thought grudgingly, She was pretty much comatose and such for almost three days. And already she's...she's..freaking glowing.

Maybe Audrey talking to strangers isn't too bad a thing, he admitted as she and the host laughed at something, and the guy pulled out her chair for her.

"Grover, Grover, Grover, Grover!!" They were cheering. Well, pretty much their whole side of the restaurant was cheering his name, too.

"If he finishes it in...about three more minutes or less, he gets it for free and a place on the Wall of Fame," Audrey explained to Annabeth, who was still confused about this whole thing.

"Why would he risk his stomach for that??"

Audrey scoffed. "He may be goat-like, but he's still at least half a guy!"

By the time Grover finished, even Audrey was gaping in awe. Grover and Percy were whooping, and Grover held up his hands triumphantly. "I did it, baby!!" He yelled to the entire restaurant, and finally Audrey saw Shawn come out from his office towards the back to congratulate him.

"Damn. Never seen someone finish with two minutes to spare," Shawn told him, shaking his hand with newfound respect. Grover and Shawn exchanged laughs, but the latter's trailed off once he noticed who else was at the table.

"Well, well. You wouldn't happen to be Miss Audrey Roberts, would ya?"

Audrey practically squealed and hugged him. "How's it goin', Uncle Shawn?"

"Uncle?" The other three wondered out loud, looks of disbelief on their faces.

Shawn laughed and patted her back. "Little Ole Audrey. You must be the nice kid one of my hosts was talkin' about. The one that actually made an effort to talk to him."

"Oh, you must be talking about Matt," Audrey stated, cocking her head towards their host, who was currently seating some obvious "tourist group" of five.

Shawn laughed. "Yeah, that's the one. Only in here for half an hour and you know my staff."

He noticed Annabeth fiddling with Grover's GPS, and craned his neck in curiosity. "What do those three dots represent?" He asked Audrey.

"....Treasure hunt. For our school. I go to a fancy prep school up north now," she explained smoothly, making Grover and Percy give her a nod of approval.

"Say, Uncle Shawn? Do you know where this one is?" Audrey asked innocently, pointing to the final dot.

"...I'm glad you don't know offhand the name of that place, seeing as you're a minor. It's a nightclub," he explained with a chuckle.

"What's the name of it?"

"Club 152. Actually a pretty cool place," Shawn said thoughtfully.

Audrey sighed. "Great. We're never getting in there, are we?"

"Nope. Unless, of course, your awesome uncle calls in advance and puts you on...The List," he told her importantly.

Audrey blinked innocently. "You ARE awesome, Uncle Shawn," she recited, and he laughed.

"Fine. But Audrey?"

"Yes?"

"....Don't get the police called on you, alright?"

"I'll try my hardest," she said with a mischievous grin before waving bye and leading the way out of Kooky Canuck.

Ta-da! There you have it. Hope you liked it! Y'know, if you have something to say, or something to ask, a great way to do that would be through a (cough-cough) REVIEW.

Haha.

And yes, I am from Memphis. So the descriptions in this story about Memphis (minus Club 152) are accurate, although Club 152 does exist.

I repeat, it IS in Memphis!!

you should go sometime!

and NO, Shawn is not my uncle, but i do know him. He's awesome.

If you ever visit Memphis, i HIGHLY recommend making at least one stop to Kooky Canuck, formerly Bigfoot Lodge.

It's awesome!

later, dudes.