-in a sing song-y voice- I'm back! did you guys miss me? My vacation was absolutely wonderful and I had so much fun!

I was bombarded with school work since I came back and I haven't really been thinking about this until today. I wrote this entire thing in five hours, including proofreading this.

This (without the bold): means Nico's responses to his other personality by the way.

Disclaimer: See other 9 chapters.

It started out as a feeling

Which then grew to hope

Which then grew into a quiet thought

Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder

'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back when you call me

No need to say goodbye

-The Call, by Regina Spektor

If Nico heard any more of that voice in his head, he was going to go insane.

Since it was yet another Wednesday, they got to go outside. Currently the Italian was outside, under the shade of a tree. Usually, Mrs. O'Leary would come around and try to convey some information. Their meetings lasted only for a few minutes until the hellhound bounded away for something else.

C'mon, just let me out.

The son of Hades scrowled. Hell to the no was he going to let his other persona take control. This was his body and he wasn't going to let a mortal have it. The voice has started to appear recently, last month to be exact. Since then, he has been bothering Nico all day to let him out.

No. Now shut up.

Please, it's so dark and boring in here. It will be only for five minutes.

Right, "five minutes." You'll probably keep it for the next five decades.

We're both Italian aren't we? That's got to count for something. Italians help other Italians.

Dude, that's the only thing we have in common. You're a mortal, I'm a demigod. You lived in modern day Italy, I lived in World War II Italy. Get my point now?

After he finished his response, Nico used all his energy to push pack Chris (was that his name?) back into his unconscious mind. This usually worked for about a day, but his voice would always resurface the day after. It was extremely annoying.

There was no way that Nico would tell this to anybody, not even his friends. They'll all think that he's insane- and for real this time. He might be locked up for good because of the voice. Everyday, the boy thought he would disappear for good so he won't be a bother. Of course, everyday he would appear in some form or another.

Nico buried his face into his hands. Why couldn't he have a normal life?

"Woof!"

Nico lifted his head to see a black puppy bounding towards him. Her black tail waving playfully and her red tongue hung out.

About time she showed up.

Mrs. O'Leary jumped into Nico's hands and gave him an affectionate lick on the cheek. "Woof!"

"Hey girl." Nico rubbed her head. "How've you been doing?"

She gave off a playful noise and rolled on her back so Nico could scratch it.

"I see. I'm doing well enough. Wish the doctors can give us some more freedom though," Nico grumbled. "Got any new information for me girl?"

Ever since that fateful day a couple of months ago, Nico has been gathering information from his little, furry informant here. He hasn't really told this to any of the other demigods, not even Hazel. Nico figured it wasn't anything that they needed, not at the moment anyway. He would tell them that he had an epiphany or something like that.

From what he heard from Mrs. O'Leary, the gods were "somewhere." Not here in this world but apparently in a prison of some sort. She didn't know where, or who, or what though. It was vague but it was a start at least.

She was also very useful for keeping tabs on other unawakened demigods. They were doing fine, for now. She managed to find some, three to be exact. Jason Grace and his sister- currently located in California (they were unaware that they were siblings). The other one was Frank Zhang, located in Canada. Not one of them has shown signs of error semideum so far, as the doctors called it.

Hey, that black haired girl is kinda pretty. You'd think she'll go out with me?

Nico groaned. He was back again and not only that, he forgot that he could hear his thoughts too. There was nothing that he could hid from Christopher.

No. First off, she's a hunter of Artemis and they hate boys. Second, if she wasn't, she still wouldn't date you.

Chris made a "pft" sound. Nothing, not even the most stubborn woman on Earth, can resist me. Back in Italy, I was quite popular around the ladies you know.

Wonderful, he's also sharing his body with a pimp. Can this get any worse?

Mrs. O'Leary was about to say something else when she heard a noise. She made a subtle growl and in an instant, she shadow-traveled away.

Apparently yes.

"Wait, come back!" Nico cried. Realizing that the hellhound won't come back, he slumped back onto the ground.

"So this is what you've been up to huh di Angelo?" Octavian was standing to the right of Nico. He wore a cocky smile and his arms were situated on his hips. "You have something to say to me?"

Nico scowled. "Like I'll ever say anything to you."

Octavian raised an eyebrow. "I doubt you can do anything to me. It's forbidden for patients to hurt other patients. I'm the one pulling the strings here."

"Oh? And why is that?"

"I'm glad you asked that di Angelo," Octavian smirked. "So far, me and you are the only ones who witnessed you encounter with the hellhound. You held back some very vital information. I don't think that Hazel will be happy when her big brother knew the location of her boyfriend all along."

The son of Hades gritted his teeth. "Are you blackmailing me?" Nico asked.

"Yes, but I won't tell anybody if you help me with my plan."

"What plan? A plan to escape? Good luck with that. It's virtually impossible to escape from this place."

Octavian chewed his lip. "It will work, but not with your help. I already have Clarisse to help me. I will tell if you refuse me again. I'll give you three seconds to decide. Starting now."

Nico was at a fault. He really didn't want to help this bastard escape.

"Three…" Octavian drawled.

Then again, if he doesn't, then all his friends would distrust him. Nico would be all alone again. He couldn't bring himself to face the look of betrayal that Hazel might have when she found out.

"Two…"

He was truly at a predicament was he?

"One…"

"Alright, I'll help you!" Nico blurted out.

The legacy of Apollo had a triumphant smirk on his face. "Glad you could see my side of things. Let's get started shall we?" He was about to leave the area when a blaring alarm pierced their ears.

"Attention, patient Percy Jackson has just assaulted a staff member. He is considered armed and dangerous. This hospital will now be experiencing lockdown. All patients that are outside must be escorted to their room, the same goes for the patients inside. Again, the Jefferson Institute is now on lockdown."

Percy knew that he shouldn't be here.

Ever since he had that dream, he just had to go and find Annabeth. Percy had to go through a lot of things to get to this place. He asked Nurse Jones earlier, but all she said was that she didn't know.

It was obvious that she was lying.

So he had to resort to other means. Percy asked to go to the bathroom and was escorted to the room by a doctor. Immediately after he exited the room, he punched the doctor. percy made sure it wasn't strong enough to seriously hurt him, just enough to knock him out. He even yelled back a "I'm sorry!" and ran away from the scene.

Unfortunately, he set off a few alarms while doing it. The whole hospital was under lockdown and everybody was looking for him. Percy supposed he was on his own now. The only problem with that, was that Percy had no idea where he was going.

The son of Poseidon cursed. He should've at least looked at a map before he ran off. The only places that he really went to was the first and second floor. Now he was lost in a place teeming with people who want him locked up.

Percy wandered the dark hallways, looking for a place that looked like it contained his girlfriend. It wasn't easy. He was met with either a dead end, or the hospital staff. Neither were very good for him .For the people, Percy had the option to run away or knock them out. Percy had to choose the latter. He hated it. These people were only doing their job.

Several times he almost got caught, and several times her managed to escape. It was a miracle that he wasn't sedated already. Eventually, he came to a hall, this one a little bit more...ominous than the others. There was an eerie silence surrounding the place and the lights were flickering. Something told him that he shouldn't be here. But Percy figured this must be the hallway where Annabeth is at.

"You know, this is really starting to turn out like a really cliched horror movie," Percy muttered. "But it makes me feel creeped out." He tried out all the doors, but none of them wouldn't open. Finally, he ended up at the last door. Percy rolled his eyes. Of course it HAD to be that one.

He gently pushed on the door, and unsurprisingly, it was locked. But this door had a little window with in the center of it unlike the others. It was pretty high up so he had to stand on his tippy-toes. Percy couldn't really tell what was on the inside, but he did make out a humanoid-like figure on the floor. By the looks of it, it looked like it had blonde hair.

Blonde hair like Annabeth's.

Percy's heartbeat quickened. Could this be? After a long four months of waiting, did he finally found her? Percy did a double take to make sure it was Annabeth, and it was.

He tried to search the area to find an item that would open the door. It was much too thick for him to try to force it out by himself. The hallway was empty of anything useful to him. Percy groaned. He should've really anticipated that this would happen.

There was a sudden crashing noise behind him and Percy jumped at the sound of it. He turned around to see several doctors armed with syringes filled with knock out drugs. One of them was Nurse Jones, a worried expression on her face.

He was cornered. How wonderful.

"Er, this isn't what it looks like," Percy defended.

"Percy, you caused several of our staff members to go unconscious and you wreaked havoc upon the Jefferson Institute on camera," Nurse Jones reasoned. "We have every reason to sedate you and put you under 24 hour watch."

"Can I at least see the person behind this door?" He jabbed his thumb towards it. "It took a lot of effort to get here and I've been waiting to see her for a very long time…"

"I'm sorry. But I can't let you do that," the nurse cut off. "She's more unstable than the rest of the patients at this hospital and is a danger to herself and to the people around her. Now why don't you come here, peacefully and quietly so we can go back to your room? Your friends are worried about you."

Percy shook his head. "No can do, Mrs. Jones. I'm not going until I see Annabeth. That is my final answer."

Nurse Jones let out an exasperated sigh. "Then so be it." She snapped her fingers and the doctors rushed towards him.

If not for all those times that he went outside, Percy thought he wouldn't have beaten the doctors. Thanks to them, he was still able to keep in shape and his form in top condition. The doctors were tough to beat, Percy will give them that. But they were no match for a demigod that had five or six years of training under his belt.

Soon, his opponents were on the floor groaning in pain. It wasn't a pretty sight. Nurse Jones was the only one standing, but she was no match to Percy. Instead, she just relented. This situation wasn't going anywhere if she refused his demands.

"I give up, here you can have the keys," the nurse reluctantly said. She got them out of her pocket and slid them over to Percy using her feet. "Just be careful alright? Annabeth is currently stuck in a body with two other personalities. I have no guarantees that "Annabeth" will be the one in control."

"Are you telling me that she has Multiple Personality disorder?" Percy asked.

"Yes. There is a reason that I didn't tell you that she was here earlier. And now you have your reason; a very good one at that."

Percy nodded. "I guess I can see where you got that from." He slid the keys into the keyhole and gently pushed the door, careful not to make a sound. "Thanks for the keys by the way, I appreciate it."

Nurse Jones shrugged. "I was fighting a battle that I couldn't win. Might as well give it to you. Be careful while you're in there, she's mentally unstable and is quite prone to violent outbursts. I gave her medicine a few hours ago, so she should be more easier to talk to."

Percy gave the nurse a reassuring smile before entering the room.

The first thing that Percy noticed was how messy it was. Papers were scattered about on the floor. The walls were scribbled with unintelligible gibberish. Percy recognized some of them as complicated math equations. Yup, definitely Annabeth-like.

In the center of the room was a girl, a girl that looked like a slightly more messier version of Annabeth. She didn't seem to know that Percy entered her room. Tentatively, Percy reached out to her.

"Annabeth? Are you there…?"

Yes, I'm so evil for leaving off you guys on a cliffhanger like that.

Vacationing for one week is hard on your brain. I had to write this five times until I was "satisfied" with it. To be honest, I'm still not satisfied with this chapter Next one should be out by next week. 'Night everyone.