Hi again. Here we go

Snow sat up suddenly, gasping for air. He looked around him, and was surprised to find himself back in his bed, in his room in the Big House at Camp Half-Blood. He frowned, pressing his fingers into his temples as the night before flashed through his mind.

He fumbled around for the lightswitch as he reached the base of the stairs. Just as his hand brushed over it, his wrists were seized by strong, large, unforgiving hands, and a rag doused in chloroform was placed over his nose and mouth, as a voice hissed in his ear

"Now now Perseus. You know light would ruin the fun."

Snow immediately began to struggle, though already he could feel the chloroform taking affect and slowly his consciousness began to waver. In a last ditched attempt to fight the man holding him, Snow used his powers to drop the temperature to below -30. It didn't help, and Snow's eyes rolled up into his head as unconsciousness overwhelmed him.

Snow frowned, and after a long time, he jumped up, and rushed down the stairs and out the door. He didn't stop running, until he ran headfirst into ANnabeth. He gasped as he fell back. Annabeth rushed over, having remained on her feet.

"Oh my god Per-Snow! Are you okay?"

Snow was breathing heavily, but he quickly stood.

"Yes. I'm fine. Where's Chiron?"

Annabeth frowned, before shrugging.

"No idea. I think he was pulled up to Olympus."

Snow sighed. Annabeth put her hand on his shoulder. He didn't pull away. Instead, he turned to her.

"I had a dream...a vision last night. Of the future. How safe am I here?"

Annabeth watched him in confusion.

"You're perfectly safe. Why? What's the matter?"

Snow didn't answer. Instead he faced the water, (Annabeth and him had walked over unconsciously. Snow felt like the beach had a special meaning for them) Snow turned back to Annabeth.

"I need to practise flying. It's the only way I'll be 100% sure I'm safe. Will you...can you spot me?"

Annabeth smiled, and Snow was again filled with a feeling of joy and happiness.

"Of course." Annabeth said. Snow nodded, and spread his large, white wings, and took to the sky.

Promptly losing altitude and falling into the ocean. Even though Snow knew panicking wouldn't help any, he flailed around as the water began to weigh down his wings. He looked over as a hand grabbed his, and pulled him up. He broke the surface, gasping for air and choking on water. He looked into Annabeth's eyes, and something overtook him in that moment. He pulled her back under, and kissed her.

She didn't pull away.

Sorry it was short. My idea center (my brain) was having trouble birthing out ideas in the heat of the moment. If you wanna give me ideas here or on twitter that would make my brain so happy.