Hey guys, I'm sorry that I haven't been updating for a while, I've been on holidays.

Annabeth's POV

I woke up to strong arms wrapped around me, my back pressed against a bare muscular chest.

It took me a moment to remember about the dream. I realised how at home I felt right now, snuggled up next to Percy. His breath stirred my hair slightly, warm on the back of my neck. I heard him moan quietly as he shifted. Uh oh, I thought, just realising that I might get in serious trouble for this.

"Annabeth?" His voice was thick with sleep.

I pretended like he'd just woken me up and turned to look at him.

"What are you doing?" Percy didn't sound mad at all, just confused.

I told him about the dream, just the dying part, and he nodded. He hadn't noticed his arms around me yet.

His eyebrows furrowed in a frown, and it made him look really cute. "Another one?" he said, referring to the dream. I guess he wasn't the only who thought that it was weird that I kept dreaming about his death.

I nodded in response.

He sighed and kissed my forehead. "Are you okay?"

I wasn't sure how to answer him. Physically, I was fine, but that dream had given me the shakes. I'd never witnessed something so horrible, even in a dream. And it felt so real that I could almost believe it, like something-or someone- was trying to warn me.

"Percy, when you gave me your mother's knife, you told me she lived on the island." I said, trying to change the subject.

He shrugged. "I lied. I knew you wouldn't take if you it belonged to a de-" He stopped, unable to choke out the word. "You know."

"Yes, but why did you give it me?"

"She'd want you to have it," He replied, idly twirling one of my curls around his finger, as if he didn't even know he was doing it. "You're smart, witty, determined, proud, beautiful... just like she was."

I didn't reply, just leaned into his chest. His arms tightened around me, his face settling into the crook of my neck. "Annabeth, I'm sorry I brought you into this."

"Don't be sorry, I want to help you."

He stroked my hair. "No, I can't let you. It's not fair to you, you shouldn't have to get involved with this because of me, you didn't do anything to deserve this."

"I don't care Percy. I'm not going to let Luke hurt anyone else, least of all you."

He pulled his head back and looked at me, straight in the eye. The sunlight streaming in from cracks in the roof made them look so green and deep that you could fall into them, lost forever in the secrets his mind held. He was only a young man, but his eyes told stories as if he'd lived for a thousand years, and seen things you could only imagine.

"Why?" He whispered softly.

I tilted my head up slightly and kissed him lightly. Because I love you. That stupid voice.

Percy's POV

Annabeth never answered me, just kissed me and left.

Perseus, you are such a dolt! I scolded myself. I couldn't run from my feelings any longer, but they scared me- I had no idea where my heart was trying to take me. I had been holding all my anger, sadness, joy, everything that made someone a person inside for so long that emotions almost seemed foreign to me.

I hadn't cried since I was nine, or even come close to crying till Mom died, but Annabeth made me want to curl into a ball and cry into her shoulder like a little boy.

I hadn't let my anger show, but now I just wanted to scream at Luke and kill him, to finally have my vengeance for the death's of Mom and Atalanta.

I'd never been as happy as I am when I hold Annabeth in my arms.

She was making me feel things that I hadn't felt for years. But I was terrified, what if I got too attached to Annabeth, or if she got too attached to me, and she met the same fate as Atalanta, just because she loved me. I couldn't condemn for to so much pain, she surely knew the risks and yet she still insisted in fighting with me.

With a sigh, I got out of my bed and went to the porthole in the side of my cabin. The Argo was sailing along abreast with the Princess Andromeda and I felt a pang in my chest. Jason was on that ship, and with him was his traitor sister, Thalia. Ok, I didn't exactly have prove that it was Thalia, but she was the only one who knew where we were going, and her job was to spy on Luke which gives her the perfect opportunity to tell him that kind of stuff.

Thinking about it, I felt a pang in my chest. I had been friends with Jason since we were teenagers, and I'd been close with Thalia for the same amount of time.

Pushing my thoughts aside, I put on a shirt and strapped Riptide to my belt, and went out on deck. The sun had only been up for about five minutes, but the ship was already bustling with activity. Beckendorf and his crew of repairmen were still fixing the hole in the hull. Unfortunately, the unfinished work that Jason's crew had done of the damage had started to come apart because of the rough sailing conditions we'd been enduring at night, and the speed that we were travelling at wasn't helping either, but we didn't exactly have a choice. Slow down, and Luke would catch up to be within firing distance, and I couldn't afford that. If we could reach Ogygia, I prayed that Calypso would let us in, and block Luke out, for all of our sakes. We all knew that Luke's gathered force of army soldiers weren't to be underestimated.

Grover approached me and whispered in my ear, "I saw Annabeth come out of you cabin. What were you doing?" There was a suspicious note in his voice that made me roll my eyes.

"Nothing, Grover. She wanted to know something, you know how she is." I lied.

My first-mate raised an eyebrow. "What did she want to know?"

"She wanted to know why you ask so many questions," I retorted, which earned me a punch in the arm. "I'm just kidding Grover, jeez! Annabeth was wondering when her next training session would be, not biggie."

Grover and I walked down below deck, towards the cargo-hold.

"We still have enough gunpowder if it comes to a fight?"

Grover nodded. "More than enough, I just hope we don't need it." He ducked under a shelf. "If we're to make it to Ogygia, we can't afford any more damage."

"Yes, I know. I just hope we lose Luke so he can't follow us. And we have a spy in our midst." I lowered my voice to whisper the last sentence.

His eyes widened in surprise. "Are you sure?"

"Back at Jason's place we went to a hotel, and Luke found us there. He confirmed that there's a spy, and I have my suspicions."

Jason's POV

I sat at the desk in my cabin with Reyna and Thalia.

"Jason, I swear I didn't betray you. You know I would never give Percy up to Luke, he's one of my best friends." My older sister pleaded with me.

I believed her, of course. It wasn't in her character to be a traitor, except in Luke's case. Thalia was a brave woman, with unswerving loyalty to her friends, and Percy-being the exact same- should know that.

Reyna pursed her lips. "You're not lying, I can tell, but I'm sure there are others on-board who might not believe you. Unless you can convince Mr Jackson otherwise, well, you've made a formidable enemy."

I tapped my fingers nervously on the desk. Reyna was a great leader, and always considered the interests of her people. If Thalia couldn't prove to Percy that she didn't betray him, then Reyna wouldn't hesitate to block Thalia out if it was for the sake of our crew.

"You believe me, don't you Jason?" Thalia asked me.

I nodded. "And I'm sure the Hunters do as well."

Reyna turned to me. "Jason, if it isn't Thalia who betrayed us, than who did?"

Ooh! Who do you the traitor is?

To those of you who were wondering, I thought the House of Hades was AMAZ-ZA-ZING! If anyone wants to fangirl with me, feel free to PM me, coz I'd hate to spoil it for anyone else.

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