It was awkward, but in an amazing way. I was awake, most all of the night, drifting in and out of a daze. Every hour or so, Annabeth would jolt and whimper, I held her. At the early hours in the night, she woke in tears. She turned, so we were in hugging position. Soon she turned. I slept a hour, and awoke with her jolting. If I had been with anybody else, I would have pushed them out, as soon as they jolted. With Annabeth, I could feel her pain, and fear. I knew how that was, I thought it was just a nightmare, until it was 5. She started shaking. It was hysterical. She walked out, in sleep. She ran to the edge, and jumped over

. She screamed. I had to run, the ocean was crazy, I could barely control it. I dove down. I was struggling. She was sinking, fast. She hit the ground, her head first, on coral. Blood gushed down her face. I dried the section. She was unconsious. I lifted her up, much like a baby. I tended to her for atleast a hour.

"Don't leave me." I stuttered.

"One thing always seems to bring you back. I love you." Unlike the hospital, her eyes didn't flutter open, and warmth didn't restore in my chest.

"Please!" A figure in all black robes came.

"Death?"

"You are not wise."

"Who are you?"

"I am Hades, Nico's father."

"Is she d-dead?"

"No, she will be awake soon."

"Okay, so why are you here?"

"Nico. The wedding. Though, I do not agree, love is not my department. That is Aphrodite."

"Are you going?"

"Yes, Nico is my only son, as hard as it is to say, I love him. He is the one to pass down the DiAngelo name. His mother was brilliant, I see so much of her in him."

"So, why are you here?"

"My ignorant brother, oh lord of the sky almighty, refuses. Thalia, she is devestated. It is your job to make him go. That will be the smallest of your challenges."

"How? All these gods are telling me to do the same thing! All I care about is her! I have enough problems!" I gestured torward the lifeless shell of Annabeth.

"Stop being so egoistic! The biggest hero of the new generation, and you refuse to care? Annabeth, well, I could take her. Fields of Punishment, oh yes! I can see it!" I grabbed him by his shirt, or capes.

"You even dare lay a finger on her, and you will see no quests fulfilled!"

"Tempered, like your father. Just as wise as Hermes. We'll see what will happen. Your loyalty will rip you in pieces, I will watch. Be on good terms with me, Jackson." He vanished. I stood, stunned. Now I was working for the gods, to overwin Zeus's invitation to the wedding. A thought ocurred, why? No one was ever going to do such a thing for me. So, why should I? That was only selfish thihinking. Nothing a true hero would say. Hades's words rang in my ears. Did this minor quest mean anything? I was too hard in thought to see Annabeth stirring.

"Percy."

"Annie?"

"D-don't call me that." She smirked through her obvious state of pain. She tried to laugh, but just failed.

"Help me, Seaweed brain. My leg it hurts. Just lift me up." She led me through. A real daughter of Athena, leading and straight forward.

"Okay, Annie. You okay?" I helped her rest on a peice of coral, and examined. She twisted her knee, cut her forhead, and took a hit to the ribs.

"Percy, thanks. What's wrong with me?"

"Well, a few bruised ribs, cut forehead, and a twisted knee. Also a hard sense of attitude!" I laughed with her.

"I'll live? Great. Help me to the surface, one thing will heal this."

"What's that?"

"Hot chocolate and all the books." I lifted her up, so her arms were forced around my neck. I felt almost natural in this position. All until she screamed in pain. I helped her up, fast, and rested her on the deck.

"My leg!" I could see the problem. Her leg seered green ooze. I made her a bed, and she fell asleep. I wasn't sure how, but after I gave her painkillers she laughed and fell into a slumber. A man with black hair and emerald capes dipped out of the cool navy water. His eyes glowed in the misty moonlight. Everything he touched came back into the finest state.

"Hello." He smiled, but his beard gave it away.

"Hermes?" The man perked at the name.

"No, I am Zeus. The Lord of The Sky."

"Hello, Zeus."

"I know you have a matter to discuss with me."

"Thalia, you, the wedding."

"Boy, can you keep a secret?"

"Of course."

"I want it to be an oath, that cannot be broken! Swear on the almighty River Styx?"

"Shhh! You're going to wake Annie! I swear on the River Styx." As soon as we shook hands, the whole night sky erupted, in a supernova of light. I squinted, but soon the night sky changed. We were in a meadow, basking in the moon. No light could ruin the sceen. No houses, buildings, or obnoxious super novas lined the sky. It was black as Nico's sword.

"I brought us here, frozen in time. Only for our eyes." He swept his hand across the patch of air. I only knew by the gust of heavenly scented rose pedals that followed his hand. A delightful picture filled everything.

"This is the day. The day my little girl turns into a women. The day I, king of Olympus, suprise all." He sped forward to the moment Thalia walked sadly down the aisle, hiding her obvious dissapointment. A man in a baby blue tux, and a white braclet in his hand swoops down and walks with her. Right before he hands her away, he stops.

"I will save that for later."

"Uncle, that is amazing." He nodded.

"Not all. I fear she will hate me by then, give her hints. Promise it!"

"Yes."

"I will let Annabeth live. I am feeling soft."

"Thanks." And before I knew it, I was safe in my boat. Annabeth was moaning, and obviously in pain.

"Hey, Seaweed brain. Help?" I got down to her leg. I wish I had taken that class on first aid for demigods. Which was allmost everything from burns to death. I looked at her, and remembered. It was in the hospital, she was going on and on, about her brothers. I wasn't listening. Until she pointed to something. As I thought more, it was about my thumb. It had a scar, it still did. It looked like a swift curb. I winced as I thought how I had gotten it. Unlike many of my other heroic scars, this one was from me. I was 14 when I went to bed, the Minotaur horn laying with me, I cut my thumb, and Annabeth had to drag me out of bed, and slap me awake. I would never slap Annabeth, so I was hopeless in that field. In the hospital, she pointed to the scar and said, "If I'm ever bleeding, just remember this. Left, soap, right, nope."

I thought. She meant her pockets. I, very dislexic, took the right one. I held the test tube with a bitter green liquid, and poured it on her leg. She winced. And then slouched back. She then curled over, I really thought she was just sleeping, until the gagging came. She lurched over me, and barfed up, what was big enough for all 6 immortal gods, from Kronos's stomach times 2. I don't do very well with gross stuff. I went to the side of the boat. I lurched over, and felt Greek pizza, juice, and other things spill out of my mouth. I winced in pain. I was sick, as a dog. I wanted to be a little kid again. Curl into my mom's lap, feel her warm tea, as I felt hot and feverish. Start crying, and her pick me up in her arms, and feel her cool hands, cooing to my demand of tears. Feel the soft Bugs Bunny pillow hit my head and be met by sleep. I was all alone in the ocean. I dove down. The sickness and fever obviously vanishing, not fastly.

As I arose from the water, the nice safe home, almost like my mom's arms, I felt all the sickness rush into my vains. I grew very un-steady. As I looked on the boat, I was helped by a dark skinned hand. Only the hand of Thanathos. Death.

(Hey, Demigods! Sorry, I haven't ben posting, end of school and all got up to me! During Summer I'll try. Happy, sad? How did you feel? love the reviews! Making Hera happy!)