You are beautiful inside, so lovely and I can't see why I'd do anything without you.

After a long silence, she whispered quietly but clearly, "I'm the daughter of Athena, the Goddess of wisdom and battle strategy."

Percy didn't want to believe what he was hearing, well he did, but he truly couldn't wrap it around his mind. Annabeth's a demigod, too. This is crazy. Annabeth was spinning her thumbs in a circle and biting her lip.

"Please say something," she whispered, as if that was all she could do.

"I'm the son of Poseidon, the God of the Sea." He showed her as much honesty as he could from his eyes. He wanted her to believe him with everything he had. He didn't want her to think he was making fun of her.

"You are?" she asked, her eyes sparkling. He nodded.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I didn't think you'd believe me and I just…I don't ever tell anyone." He paused, pursing his lips. "I don't even think I've told Evanna."

"I've never told anyone either." She said. "Only my dad knows. I just…I've never felt the need to. My friends always knew I was at summer camp every year while my dad, Jessica and Evanna traveled for her mom's job."

"And you didn't mind them traveling while you were there?" Percy asked, intrigued by her life. He wanted to know everything about her. How she grew up, what her life was like, what her life is like, what she likes and doesn't. He just wanted to be the only person who knew everything about her.

"Not really. Camp Half-Blood was my escape from everything. Cooking, cleaning, caring for Evan. I loved the school year when I was with her, but when I was there," her voice faded and she looked up at the ceiling, smiling. "When I was able to grab my sword, and put on my gear, I felt alive, you know? I felt like I was invincible. Just for those three or four minutes I was able to put everything in my life on the backburner and focus only on winning or another strategy to win." She laughed. "I just love it there."

For the first time, Percy felt like he really saw her. The emotion coming from her voice in that moment, allowed him to see who she was-a strong, smart, wonderful, beautiful woman.

"That's amazing." He whispered. "You're amazing." She smiled and ran her fingers through her long blond locks. She sighed and laid back on the chair, sinking into the cheap stuffing.

"I don't know, Percy. All I know is I want to feel things. Really feel them. Not waste my life doing something I hate or am bored with. I want to feel the adrenaline I get from sword fighting every day. I want to feel the accomplishment from finishing a knew blueprint, I want to feel love, hate, envy, jealousness, beauty, more than I do now. I want to live, Percy." Nothing about Annabeth was plain normal. She was nothing he could have ever expected, she was wise beyond her years and knew what she wanted and how she was going to get it. Her words flowed from her mouth like poetry being read from a book. She was…Annabeth.

"Annabeth Chase," he began. "I think you're the most interesting person I've ever met."

Their conversation was like a never ending flow of words. Each talked with such ease you would think they'd know each other all their lives. And that was how each felt. Annabeth watched Percy talk with his hands and his mouth curl up into a half-smile. He was so excited about life and everything in it. Percy watched Annabeth run her hands through her hair, and smile at almost everything he said. She would look at you while you talked, so you know she's listening, and he just loved that. No one had ever done that to him before.

Annabeth couldn't help but feel guilty. She couldn't help but feel like she was betraying her only sister. But Percy…he was just. Incredible. She couldn't believe Evanna had never told her about him. Maybe she didn't want her to know in the fear of something like this happening. Maybe she just didn't find time in their long conversations to just mention him. Maybe she wanted it to be a surprise. Maybe, maybe, maybe. That's all her life consisted of-a bunch of maybes. Everything wasn't positive anymore. She couldn't guarantee her and Percy's safety, she couldn't guarantee she wouldn't fall in love with Percy throughout their journey. She just didn't know and it scared her.

Percy couldn't help but feel guilty. He knew he was alone with Annabeth and not with Evan. He knew the temptation he had inside. He couldn't believe how different two sisters could be. Annabeth was smart, strong, independent, and beautiful. Evanna was just as beautiful, but she didn't live the way Evanna lived. She was given everything since the time she was born, which made her so different from Annabeth who had to work every day of her life.

Annabeth's striking smile took him away from his thoughts and he felt his breath hitch. Why did she have to be so beautiful? Why couldn't she just be ugly? I also doesn't help that she's wearing that tank top. No! No! No, Percy you can't do that. You can't think like that.

"Percy, are you alright?" she asked. He felt his face, it was warm, and more or less a burning red color. He cleared his throat.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry." She nodded slowly, not know whether or not to believe him.

"I've been thinking a lot about where we should go. But I'm nervous that if we try and get close to him, that he'll do something drastic, you know?" she said, assertively. "We need to know how to find him and the right way to get him. I've been writing down some ways we could-" she was cut off by a knock at the door. "Who in Hades is that?" Percy chuckled at her language.

"Room service." A low husky voice said. Annabeth grabbed Percy's arm, stopping him.

"Percy," she whispered quietly. "I don't think they have room service here. It's a motel for Gods Sake." He stopped in his tracks, taking into consideration that they were in a motel, and not a very clean one at that.

"Let me just see who it is." Annabeth hesitantly let go of his arm. She felt like she was watching a horror movie and Percy was the stupid teenager going inside while everyone's screaming not to go in there.

"Percy," she whispered, only for her to hear. He turned to her once more before opening the door. On the other side was a man she knew all too well, Annabeth stood frozen in place. The man smirked, "You know, for the Daughter of Athena you can be pretty dumb."

"Jacob, what are you doing?" her voice quivered. "Why are you doing this?"

"Oh, I don't know," he slowly made his way inside, shifting his weight here and there. "My father, Ares, always says that when you want something bad enough you fight for it," he stopped in front of Annabeth, brushing her cheek with his finger. "And Annabeth Chase. I want you."

"Like hell."

A/N: bahahaha. I'm mean, aren't I? yes, yes, he found them! So anyways, I hope you like it. I'm working on a Harry Potter one shot or series, so I'm excited to share that with everyone. Also, thank you so, so, so much for helping me make it to 100 reviews. You guys are awesome. (: