A/N: Welcome back guys! I figured out how to post from my dads, so I'l try to get out 2 or 3 chapters over the weekend.

We eventually ended up back in Trenton, and decided to stay there for the night. We found a nice looking hotel and tried to get a room for 6, but they didn't have any, so we instead got 2 rooms of 3. Me and Amber were together, and everyone wanted to go in the other room. Eventually I thought of 3 numbers between 1 and 4 (1, 2, 3) and if you got one you were put in the other room. We ended up with Mark. Could have been worse. I really didn't want to share with Jule. That would have been very awkward, considering she wants to rip out my guts. For no apparent reason. Then again, she wants to rip out everyone's guts. Anyway, I was getting bored when she decided to take a shower, leaving me and Amber alone. I walked over to where she was sitting on her bed. Yes, her bed, we weren't sleeping together. We hadn't been dating that long. In fact, we hadn't been dating, because as far as I know 1 date isn't dating. Especially if it's cut short by a small army of Grey Warriors.

"Finally she's gone." Amber said.

"Mmm-hmm." I 'said'.

"Thanks for rescuing me." she whispered.

Jule wouldn't even let her say that, in case it lead to anything like kissing, which she couldn't stand. Probably because she'll never do it.

"No problem." I said, then added; "I don't suppose I get a reward?"

"Yes, you do." she said, leaning in.

We kissed and I pulled her to her feet, wrapping my arms around her waist, hers going around my neck. After a while we pulled away.

"That was a pretty good reward." I breathed.

"It's not over yet." she whispered, winking.

We kissed again, this time I got a little brave and moved my hands over her butt, squeezing lightly. She moaned in pleasure and pushed up closer to me, before we pulled apart again, partly for air, partly because we couldn't hear the shower.

"Damn." I muttered.

We got to Virginia without incident, and went to a town called Virginia Beach, which, needless to say, was on the coast. It was an independent city, so I wasn't sure if it was legally part of Virginia. Probably not. Anyway, it had miles of coast and lots of hotels and restaurants. It was a pretty peaceful place, and we figured we could stop for a day of sunbathing. Or, for most of us, laying on the sand and staring at my girlfriend. The other girl in the group was HARD to look at, but that didn't mean I was happy with them staring at my girlfriend. Thankfully a bunch of random mortals kept them distracted. So instead I worried about getting caught staring at Amber. I didn't want her to think I was a pervert. Our gear was in ours bags at our feet, and my Sword was buried under some nearby sand, with the hilt sticking out, just in case. We had chosen to sunbathe away from the statue of Poseidon, because he hated Athena and her kids (READ: Me and Mark). We spent a few ours on the beach, getting very slight tans, before anything bad happened. I heard a roar in the distance and pretty soon the Minotaur was charging us. I pulled my sword from the sand and grains from it swirled around my legs as I got ready to sidestep. The Minotaur shot past me as I stepped to the left and stabbed to the right, cutting into it's side. It roared and span to face me, getting a War Axe from it's back. It leapt at me, trying to cleave me in half, but I rolled out of the way and lunged, my blade sinking into it's arm, before being pulled out and tossed aside. An arrow whizzed by it's head and it charged Amber. I leapt at it, pulling back it's horns and kneeing it. I roared as I fell backwards off it, holding two minotaur horns. I lunged and stabbed two holes into it's back, before being finished off by one of Amber's arrows.

Unfortunately the Virginia Beach Police decided to send a SWAT Team at us. We had ditched the guns, and Amber's arrows and a few of Sam's javelins was all we had keeping them in cover behind cars and small walls. They kept popping up as we sprinted further down the beach, firing off shots from their Machine Guns, kicking up sand, which was very nice of them. It hid our faces while we were leaning forward during our bursts forward or while we were crouching and watching Amber and Sam return fire. Eventually, we managed to escape the town, but the SWAT Team followed us in vans. We set up and ambush and popped their tires, then, with our faces covered in some very useful dirt and mud, attacked. We mostly fought with kicks and disarms, then fired bullets at their legs. One got very unlucky as Amber failed to control her gun's recoil. I hoped he didn't plan on having kids. Eventually, through luck and our demi-god ability to feel bullet currents in the air, we managed to not only survive, but knock out the entire SWAT Team. I had taken a few rounds to the leg, Sam was bleeding through the shoulder, and Jule had a few new scars in the making. Thankfully, we had some Nectar and Ambrosia, so we were fixed up pretty soon, although we left a few of the minor wounds, such as very small cuts from rounds that had only just grazed us. All in all, all the attack had done was spoil our sunbathing session. Nice work, assholes. Although I really wanted to go back and sneak more peeks at Amber in her underwear, I decided that it was a better tactical move to keep heading towards the place the gold dust was drifting to. Still in the vague direction of Miami. Easy enough.

However, we now had the problem of transport, as the SWAT Van, was no only very suspicious, but none of us could actually drive, and I didn't feel like taking any more risks with crime/car jacking. So the only option was to walk. We got dressed into our clothes rather than our shorts (or underwear in Amber's case, and unfortunately for whoever looks in a specific direction, Jule's) When we eventually stopped to sleep overnight at a small roadside hotel, I decided to check the golden dust again. I walked outside and got a pinch of it from my back pocket, then I released it. It started flowing towards a Mountain in the Distance, that I could barely see. I brought a map and checked it, looking for what the mountain could be. I eventually found it - Mount Mitchell, the tallest mountain on this side of the Mississippi. Reading the word Mississippi was very hard with my dyslexia, and it being so tiny and squished near the mountain icon didn't help. So, yes, it took me about 10 minutes to learn that fact. After that I went up to the room, which was for 6. I got into my bed and tried to sleep, confused about the sudden change in the dust's direction. I checked the map again by the light of my bedside lamp, but didn't see anything obvious. But that was a mystery for another day.

Not only another day, but also another chapter and another viewpoint! Harsh reviews, say no to SOPA. And thanks for the review Joshua Jackson. What parts did you like most? What parts did you like least?