I spent some time, mindlessly walking around searching for her. I had to ask a few locals but even they didn't know where their beloved queen ran off to. I checked the beach last because well it's MY favourite place. As I walked on the shoreline, I saw an outline of someone laying on the ground. Hopefully, it's breathing. I ran over to see that it was Annabeth. I gently picked her up and set her head in my lap. I gently shook her awake. Her eyes opened revealing her lovely grey orbs.
I gently helped her up. "You okay ?"
She shrugged, her gaze set on the sea. " I dunno. What do you think ?"
Either she's being sarcastic or she's really asking. It's hard for me to know since Annabeth is unpredictable. It's a thing he likes about her. Other girls will flirt with him and compliment him, unlike her. I brushed her blonde hair out of her eyes and rested my hand on her cheek. I lightly brushed her cheek with my thumb and she closed her eyes. She was clearly content.
"I think that you should stay." I said. Her eyes snapped open and she stepped back. Her hand rubbed her forearm in an attempt to warm herself up.
"I knew you'd be like them. They never knew Piper like I did." she said,coldly and faced the sand. She started to kick a stray rock and watched it roll around. Annabeth pressed her fingers to her temple. I think she has a headache ... Suddenly, Annabeth collapsed on the ground. I knelt quickly down beside her and put her head on my lap as I tried waking her up. First, she wasn't moving. And then, she was writhing as if in a nightmare. Soon, she was thrashing about and sending punches everywhere. I shook her and tried to wake her up.
"Come on Annabeth ! Wake up !" I said, trying to get her to at least open her eyes. She still wouldn't weak up. I pulled her towards the water's edge and splashed some seawater on her. That seemed to weak her up. She stood up, slightly coughing and wiped the water off her face. I rushed to her side and braced myself for a slap. But it didn't come. Annabeth was just staring at the water, no expression on her face. It was getting late. I tugged on her arm, a signal for us to get back to the palace. She didn't say anything and followed.
I brought her to the palace and led her to her room. I set her on the bed and made sure there were no sharp things for her to cut herself with. I know Annabeth is a smart girl but this is to be safe. I left her when she was sittig cross legged on the bed. I went to my own room and slept. I woke up the next morning at the sound of someone knocking violently on the door. I walked over and opened the door. My other four crew walked in without invitation. They looked around my room and once they were disappointed, they turned to me.
"What happened ?" I asked, seeing their faces. Jason answered.
"Annabeth's missing and we thought she'd be here. But she.." he was cut by my sudden response.
"Annabeth's missing ? Oh God ! I.. Wait, why would you think that she'd be here ?"I asked.
"Well, we all know you and her have this thing going on.." Travis was trying hard not to laugh." So, where else to look ?"
I sighed. I threw on a shirt ."Let's go look for her !" We dashed out of my room.
Jason was lovesick. Ever since he heard that Piper was kidnapped, he hoped for a miracle to happen. And one did. Annabeth wanted to risk her life for Piper. Although everyone was against the idea, a little part of Jason hoped that she would do it. Then, Piper would be safe! But Percy would be hurt. Jason hated himself for being selfish. The musketeers were suppose to be selfless ALL the time. But could he help it that he wanted to love and be loved. He definitely felt something when he kissed Piper.
But there was one thing . How did Piper get kidnapped in the first place? All people going on and off the ship are tracked. There must be a traitor. But who ? Who would do such a thing ?Jason wished for a sign. Any sort of sign. Just this morning, it was reported that Annabeth went missing. Could she be saving Piper at that very moment. If she was, Jason wanted to jump for joy but that would be an extremely BAD idea.
What should he choose ?
His Job ?
Or his love ?
