Leo's POV:

Awkward.

That is one way of describing our little 'trip' to the British Museum yesterday. Being put into a group with Grace wasn't bad, it was amazing. But when Jace insisted one also being in our group, it made things a little uncomfortable. Jace has been acting weird ever since I overheard him and Grace talking in the great hall about Nico and me. I didn't know why he has been acting like this but when he insisted on being in our group yesterday a suspicion arose inside of me. He likes Grace. That was the only possible explanation I could think of. It made perfect sense too, when he found out that Grace liked me he started to hate me and dare I say it? Feel jealous of me. Ha, someone feeling jealous of me? I never thought I would see the day. But back to the problem at hand, even though I know knew why Jace hates me, I still have no idea how to get him to stop hating me.

With this sudden realisation I momentarily forgot what I was doing and split boiling hot after all over my hands, Its times like these that I'm incredibly glad that fire didn't affect me otherwise I probably would've let out a very loud and embarrassing scream which would've woken up the others. I found a torn dish cloth from a pile of debris on the floor and started to dry my hand. After it was sort of dry I returned to boiling water for the cup of coffee I was making myself.

"Hey Leo, how'd you sleep?" I heard the musky morning voice that belonged to Percy. I turned around in the tiny kitchen to see him in his pyjamas and walk towards the sink. He turned it on and a splutter of brown colours water oozed out of the tap. Percy quickly snatched his hands back from the running water. "Maybe we shouldn't use the sink." He suggested.

I rolled my eyes at his comment. "No sh*t Sherlock," I sarcastically replied but Percy just ignored me and stole my mug of coffee that I had just finished making. "Hey! Give it back!" I yelled at him, trying to reach for the coffee but Percy just shook his head and took a big gulp of the coffee.

"Guys! Shut up! People are trying to sleep here!" I think it was Ron who yelled that out but I'm not entirely sure because I was too busy getting a piggy back ride from Percy whilst I tried to reach for the cup.

After about a minute of this Percy handed me back the cup and said "thanks for the coffee. It was really good!" and walked out of the kitchen, probably to go to the bathroom or something.

"Yeah, anytime." I muttered under my breath and started boiling some more water fr my coffee.

"Three, two, one!" I yelled as Thalia and I poured a bucket of ice cold water (courtesy of Percy) onto Luke. He woke up with a start and instantly his hands went to grab his sword but luckily for us Thalia had thought ahead and already had his sword in her hands.

"Looking for something?" Thalia spoke up, twirling Luke's sword. Luke just rolled his eyes and whilst Thalia wasn't expecting it he lunged for her, easily pinning her down on the dusty floor.

"I'll be taking that back, thank you very much." Luke said as he rolled off her and stood up, putting his sword back into the sheath. He walked off towards the bathroom to get dry I presumed.

"He really doesn't know how to take a joke does he?" I asked Thalia, confused at Luke's reaction.

A look of gloom came over Thalia's face. "He used to be different, he used to be the one pouring the water and cracking jokes all day. Sure sometimes it got a bit annoying but I would trade anything to have that Luke back, but I guess the whole 'being dead' thing changed him. Or maybe he had already changed and I just didn't know." Thalia said as she walked off towards the front door. I guess she just wanted sometime alone time.

I thought about what she had said, about how Luke had changed and how she would do anything for him to change back. I felt sorry for her, I didn't really know what she was going through but by the looks of it, it sucked.

I walked around the house, aimlessly wondering, not really sure of what to do anymore when I heard a high pitched scream coming from outside. I rand to the nearby window and saw Thalia lying on the ground with an arrow sticking out of her chest.

Thalia's POV:

Talking about how Luke used to be hurt. It hurt so bad. I knew that I probably shouldn't think these things; it would just make it worse. I just couldn't help it. All of the good times we had; just him, me and Annabeth, just the three of us. Before I died and got turned into a pine tree, before Luke turned evil, before he became Kronos and before I came back to life and became an immortal huntress.

I said that I as taking a walk to clear my head but actually I needed to think some things through, alone. I missed Luke like crazy and before I had joined the hunt, before I became a pine tree a small part of me hoped that we would be a part of the lucky few who actually lived and got married some fall day. But now that I was a huntress, that wasn't going to happen. I couldn't leave the hunt. The other girls were my family and I couldn't even imagine a life without them. I felt guilty for not Iris Messaging them more but I knew that Hailey would have everything under control, even though they were stuck at Camp Half-Blood.

I was thinking all of this through when I heard the familiar twang of an arrow being fired. The next thing I knew I was sitting in a pool of blood with an arrow sticking out of my chest and facing some random blonde guy, who had a belt of stuffed teddy bears around his waist.

"Why hello Thalia Grace, I've heard so much about you. My name's Octavian."

AN: OHHHHH CLIFF HANGER! XD

Anyway, I'm soooooo sorru I haven't updated in like forever but I didn't have a lot of wifi when I was down at the beach and when I got back to Melbourne I had to do a ballet course with the Australian Ballet Company and it was really tiring so I didn't have any time to write. I know it's a bad excuse so please forgive me?

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