A/N: Alright… I know, I know, I left you guys on a cliffie! Well, a kind of cliffie. But I am writing now, and this will be good. Well, I think it is…

Quote: When life rains on your parade, bring out the slip 'n slide!

Song: Gives you hell. Yes, I know it has nothing to do with the story, but I just love this song and the tune is good… and I was listening to it while I was writing most of this.

Dis: Well… I (believe it or not) do not own PJO… … Tearing up… Just kidding!

Nico POV!

As Chiron entered the room, I looked at Jace. She wasn't looking that good. Her shoulder wasn't wrapped, and you could see the sickly green colour on her shoulder. There was more covering her shoulder, and you could almost see it creeping up and down her arm. She was pale, and her eyes kept on closing. I could still feel her touch on my shoulders.

Suddenly, a loud outburst snapped me to attention.

"What the Hades Chiron?" Thalia was yelling, and was standing up. She may have looked fifteen, but she acted like she had power over Chiron. Which she didn't, last time I checked. Chiron sat there, a calm and commanding look on his face.

"Thalia," He began, "You do not count as a camper. You are a hunter of Artemis, and even though you may be residing at camp Half-Blood now, you cannot replace Jace on this quest."

"What?" It was Jace's turn to yell. She tried to stand, but fell back down immediately. I caught her, and helped her back into her chair. She was breathing heavily, as a result of too much excitement. I motioned towards the door, but she shook me off. She looked furious, and matched Thalia's expression pretty well.

"Chiron," Thalia said, controlling her voice, "I am a camper. Going on this quest is what I am supposed to do. Don't you get it?" I admired her pluck. Not many people would even bother opposing Chiron.

"Yeah," Jace said, "And I'm perfectly fine. I can go on this quest still. I'm fine!" Chiron shook his head.

"No, child," He said, "You are not well. You must stay and recuperate. Your health is of importance. The poison is of an ancient kind, and it takes the even the strongest warriors months to recover." He said this with a tone of finality, as if it ended the conversation. Of course, neither her nor Thalia could take a hint.

"I'm stronger than them," Jace was breathing unevenly, and her eyes were drooping, "I can go. I know where to go. There's this stable, in Ottawa, where there are some horses, and they look really sp-special." She was out of breath, and I had to keep her in her chair. Her head leaned back, and her eyes closed.

"Look here," Thalia picked up where Jace had left off, "I can go. I'll take a longer break from the hunt. Artemis won't be happy, but I can handle that. And I technically count as a camper, right, Annabeth?" She looked expectantly at Annabeth, who looked bewildered.

"Well, I don't really know, but I would say she is half camper, half hunter. She did guard us, and she is living with us. So, I guess Thals would be a camper if she went on this quest." Annabeth shrugged, and put her head on the table. Everyone looked like they were pondering this piece of information. I seriously felt like a spy, in a secret meeting, deciding who went on a mission. I know that sounds gay, but it's true!

"No," Chiron countered, "If anyone is to go on this quest, it should be a camper who is not one of Lady Artemis's hunters. Or injured," He added, looking over at Jace.

"I think one of my campers should go," It was Will Solace. He was the new leader for Apollo's cabin. He shook his blonde hair out of his eyes, and continued, "Because I have never seen an Apollo kid go on a quest. We deserve a chance." The rest of us mumbled consent, and Will smiled triumphantly. Jace made a face, and Thalia stormed out of the meeting.

"Which camper would you send?" Percy asked, and we all looked expectantly at Will.

"I was thinking maybe Celia. She has been here long enough to know how to fight." I quickly racked my brains, trying to remember anyone called Celia. Oh, yeah! She was that really good looking one with blonde hair, blue eyes (typical Apollo) and a nice tan. But then again, they all look like that. Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Uh, we still need one more person." Jace snapped up, and opened her mouth to protest, but I placed my hand on her good shoulder. I sent mental brainwaves telling her to calm down. She relaxed, and put her head on my shoulder. She looked like she had fallen asleep. Great.

"Well," Katie Gardener piped up, "I could go. We barely ever get quests either. It's only fair."

"Very well," Chiron sighed, "Will, you go tell Celia, and help her get prepared. Katie, you go get ready as well. The other three, you leave tomorrow. Oh, Mr. di Angelo, will you and Jace wait here please?" I nodded, trying not to disturb the sleeping girl on my shoulder. She smiled in her sleep, and gripped my shirt. I blushed, as Chiron smiled that really patronizing smile. Gods, I hate it when he does that.

After the rest of the cabin leaders left, Chiron leaned forward onto the table. He laced his fingers together, and I couldn't help but feel like I was under interrogation. I swallowed.

"Do not think I have forgotten your punishment for the, well," He cleared his throat, "The dare you set up for Miss Nakamura."

"Stop calling me 'Miss' Nakamura," Jace spoke from my shoulder, "Just Jace. Or plain ol' Nakamura, please." I laughed, and she cracked a grin, eyes still closed.

"Okay, then, Jace. But as I was saying, the both of you still have your dishes punishment to carry out." He raised his eyebrows as we both groaned.

"Uh, my shoulder won't be able to do that." Jace said, lifting her head off my shoulder.

"Yeah, and I have a quest to go on. So we're kind of off work." I smiled, and Chiron laughed.

"But Jace, were you not just saying how you were perfectly fine and you could go on a quest?"

"Now it hurts." She looked down at her feet, and I tried not to laugh.

"I see," He said skeptically, "But before it didn't?" Jace shook her head, and blushed. I let out a snort, and received a glare from the girl by my side. Chiron rolled his eyes (how like Annabeth…) and dismissed us. I helped Jace up, and supported her on the way back to her room. She was quiet, and looked ready to drop dead. She had used a lot of energy, so it's to be expected. When we reached her room, I helped her over to the bed. She flopped down, and grimaced in pain as she hit her shoulder. I brought over some nectar and poured a bit onto her shoulder. Her face changed into an expression of relaxation and peace. She smiled contentedly and grabbed my hand. I blushed, and sat down on the side of her bed.

"Nico," Annabeth's voice sounded behind me, "I'll take this shift. You need some rest. Please." I hadn't noticed her enter, so I was a bit frightened. I thought it was only me who could pop out of nowhere.

I looked down at my hand intertwined with Jace's, and carefully untangled our fingers. I walked out of the room, passing Annabeth, who was giving me that knowing look. Gods dammit. It's not like- Oh, what am I saying…

"Nico!" Travis Stoll came running up to me. He was covered in slush. "Nico! Will you help us out? We're under attack! The Athena cabin and the Ares cabin have teamed up! He-" His plead was cut off by a very large and very wet slush ball smacked him in the face. I laughed and also turned victim to another of the Ares/Athena alliance's slush balls. I gasped, and wiped the icky substance off my face.

"You've just hired the Hades cabin. How many men do you need?" Travis looked at me like I was a nutcase. I laughed, "You know, how many of my little friends are needed?" A look of recognition spread across his face, and his already elfish features angled up just that much more.

"As many as you can get." I nodded, and quickly looked back at the Big House, checking that Chiron and Mr. D were playing cards, or at least not watching. I'm not really allowed to summon any undead warriors, and if Chiron or Dionysus saw me summoning them, I would be on dishes for a whole other year. Over-reactors. Yeesh.

"Okay… hold on…" I closed my eyes and placed the tip of my sword on the ground. I took a really deep breath, and clenched my teeth. "Serve me." I stabbed my sword into the ground, and six skeleton dudes climbed out of a big fissure in between Travis and myself. I released my sword from the snowy ground. The crack closed, and we raced towards the Hermes/Hades/Apollo fort. It looked pretty bad. There were soaking wet campers, and the walls were falling down. If Annabeth saw this, she would go insane. Crappy supports. Really bad structural integrity. All that crazy architecture stuff.

"Um… This sucks." I said simply, gesturing to the whole fort. Everyone rolled their eyes at me, and I turned away, beginning to make some snowballs. All of a sudden, this hugely emormous slush ball thingy came sailing through the air, right over our wall, and landed splat on our Apollo snipers. They screamed, and stood up, grabbing their really awesome arrows that magically launched snowballs into the air where they were aimed. I mean, how awesome is that?

One of them turned towards me. Her blond hair and blue eyes were dulled by the amount of disgustingly wet snow on her. "It's on."

Oh, come ON, how lamely over used is that?

A/N: Haha, I enjoyed writing that last bit. I love snowball fights. So fun! All right, I am sort of shocked and very amused by this review, so I am showing it to you guys and inserting comments. Heh heh, I feel so ticked by this. I'll get my revenge. Not really. Well, whatever.

i guess it was good, for some immature little brat (I am immature… haha!) who thinks they know the whole story to percys life (And you do?) and percys only sixteen (And this is two years later) im sixteen (This matters because…? And if you were 16, you would know what grammar is!) annabeth is sixteen (Plus two) and Thalia hasnt visited the camp since she was fifteen (Ever heard of a 'Future Fic'?), and i hate all of these gay storys that u peepole always wright (then why do you bother looking at them?)and... im done (Finally! I'm getting a headache!). Anyways,uh that was weird ah uhm uh god job(So you did like it? I knew it! Irrestible, right?)?? Email me at . Great job on inserting the email address, smarty pants!

love olivia elise jackson. :^] OMG is your last name actually Jackson or are you a completely obsessed fangirl who sees herself related to Percy. Yeah, and I'm Bri di Angelo. In my freaking dreams! But unless your real last name is Jackson, and you are reading this right now, leave another review preferably with grammar. It hurts my eyeballs.

A/N: Sorry about that little rant but it's good to get it out, you know? Some people, eh? And this is the original copy, no alterations except my inserts. Yeah. Sorry again, it was just something I had to get out of me. You know what that's like…