Heyyyy peeps! Sorry for the long update :( I swear balancing 3 stories is going to be the end of me. But, ya know, you guys had a long time to think about it! No... no... ok. I had some really mad and suicidal reviewers this time around... the cliffhanger wasn't my fault! MyEnglish teacher made me angry and I had to take it out on you poor readers. I'm sorry. Anyway, HOLY CRAP LOOK AT THE REVIEW COUNT! LUV YA PEEPS! Also, I would like to thank crazybooklover99 for her wonderful review, and she recieved a sneak peek for her awesomeness at flattering me :D!

Guest said: Does annabeths ability have anything to do with being able to the truth? Like a human lie detector? And does it effect those she tells? Nope, nope, nope!

PercyJacksonIs ME said: This is really good. I kinda have an idea of Annabeths ability is FORETHOUGHT. So she knows everything and is good and can predict the move. Also another idea is that she is better than however teaches her. Nope! :)

PJFan said: Are you a guy or a girl? You may have said before but I can't remember :) I'm a girlie! Thanx for asking!

Crimsonpeach said: Can annabeth tell the future? Not that either!

Ezza said: Is her ability that she can do anything? And she told the maths teacher that he was wrong and he hurt her? If she tries hard enough! But it's not her ability. Anyone can do anything!

BritneyGuerrero said: Is her power telekinesis or... Hmmm maybe the ability to see things slower like seeing Percy go slow-mo fighting or see things clearer then they actually are? Not telekinesis! Wow, I'm really surprised you spelled that right. I guess I'm just bad at spelling in general sooooo…. Whoa! Slow-mo! I WANNA SEE IN SLOW-MO! Annabeth does too but she can't :(

I knocked harshly and repeatedly on Grover's door the next morning. I needed to know where Annabeth was.

"Geez Percy! Someone's up early!" Grover exclaimed as he opened the door. I had clearly just woke him up. His hair was disheveled, and he was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Where's Annabeth?" I insisted quickly.

I had to find her.

"I don't know! She's probably in her cabin! Percy, it's 5:30 in the morning you should really go back to bed-"

"I already checked. She's not in her cabin. Are you sure you didn't see her leave her cabin?" I interrupted.

I felt fidgety. I kept changing the weight on the balls of my feet. I had to find Annabeth. I had to make this right.

"No!" Grover exclaimed "Most people are in bed at 5:30!"

I cursed and looked around anxiously, trying to think of where she would be.

"Did something happen between you two?" Grover asked cautiously, watching me closely.

Before I found Annabeth's file I was crushed about our fight. I had to apologize to her. When I found the file my immediate response was to open it. But some nagging voice in the back of my head told me that's exactly what the "untrustworthy arrogant jerk" Annabeth was talking about would do. But if I just knew maybe I could understand Annabeth's situation. I sat there at my desk staring at the file for two whole hours debating in my head. Sometimes my curiosity would get the best of me, and I would reach for it, but I would always stop halfway and drop my hand.

The next morning I woke up needing to apologize to Annabeth. I was afraid if I didn't apologize already I would open that file.

I ran down Grover's steps and onto the sidewalk.

"You can't run around crazy on campus this early Percy!" Grover called after me.

I didn't care. I wouldn't open that file. I had to find Annabeth.

"Juniper!" I ran down the hall after her after second period "Have you seen Annabeth?"

She took a moment to think.

"No actually," she answered, stopping at her locker to get her book for her next class, "I stopped by her cabin last night though. She said she wasn't feeling well. She's probably sick."

"She wasn't at her cabin this morning," I replied quickly.

Juniper looked down at the ground. She looked guilty.

"Huh. She might have gone to Mark then. He works at the infirmary," she suggested.

(A/N: If some of you haven't noticed, I have Mark in practically ALL of my stories! Mark is actually a real live person. HE'S MY BEST FRIEND…. /trainer…)

The infirmary. That was somewhere I had been trying my hardest not to end up in. I wasn't even sure where it was. All I knew was that it was in the intricate Athletic Building.

Juniper slammed her locker door shut as the bell rang.

"Get to class Percy! You'll be late!"

I walked into English late. Only the teacher seemed to acknowledge my presence; not one of my classmates looked up from their empty desks. No one looked at me and smiled politely like they usually did. Annabeth was my only close friend in English, but she wasn't there today of course.

I slumped down in my usual seat. The people sitting around me discreetly scooted their desks as far away from mine as they could. Apparently my second ability was no secret to anyone.

The teacher resumed her boring lecture as my conscious ventured somewhere else.

Why was I sitting in this classroom listening to a boring old lecture while Annabeth was off somewhere thinking I was a jerk? Knowing Annabeth, the more she thinks about it, the worse it'll become in her mind. I was afraid if I didn't find her soon she'd never forgive me. Our friendship was something special and delicate. We were both stubborn but loyal; one wrong sentence slips out and everything goes toppling over.

I needed to find Annabeth. Everything couldn't topple over for good. She just had to go missing today of all days. Now that I thought about it, it was a little strange. The day after our big fight she goes missing. Could she be hiding from me? Could she hate me that much? I knew I was selfish and a jerk yesterday, but I didn't think she could hate me that much… right?

My attention was averted as the door opened and Mr. Sedel walked in.

"Mrs. Roberts," he asked politely, "May I borrow Percy for the rest of the period?"

Please do.

"Of course," the teacher replied sternly, her old face becoming wrinklier with her displeasure, "Just remember to do your homework Percy."

I nodded as I stood up and collected my books. As I left my fellow students continued to ignore my presence quite indiscreetly. They apparently were all too terrified of my second ability.

Mr. Sedel closed the classroom door gently behind us as we stood alone in the halls.

"Would you like to put your books away first?" he asked, turning to me with a smile.

"Sure."

I walked across the hall to my nearby locker. I opened it and put my hand up to block anything from falling down on me. Don't Judge. I'm not the neatest person in the world.

"I think you need to work on your organization," Mr. Sedel noted with a smile.

I slammed my locker shut.

"I'll clean it later."

He smiled again and motioned me to follow him down the hall.

"I suppose you've had your first lesson with Chiron, "he began, "How did it go?"

"Not so great," I replied, remembering a soaked Chiron, "Um, Chiron got a little… wet."

Mr. Sedel laughed.

"I can see it now," he smiled and shook his head, "That man is an old grouch sometimes. It was probably a quite humorous sight."

I laughed and nodded, "It was."

He smiled and sighed.

"Well Percy, as much as I like this humorous topic, I didn't pull you out of class for a random chat," his voice changed to a more serious tone, "I suppose you know the knowledge of your second ability has leaked to the rest of the student body?"

I nodded. That's what got me into this whole mess.

"Well, now that this information is out in the open, I'm afraid it is going to fall into the wrong hands," he replied, "I would like you to be a little more-," he paused, "careful . Having two abilities makes you very important Percy. Don't let the wrong people persuade you into doing something you know isn't right."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He sighed again.

"Percy, there are people out there who would use your ability against you and the people you love," he explained, "Sometimes they're hidden in plain sight; you could never notice them until they ask you to do something stupid. Just remember Percy, know who you can trust and who you can't. If you know that then you're good to go."

I looked up at Mr. Sedel. Even though he was only three inches taker than me, he made me feel small. He seemed so smart and wise, like someone I should look up to.

"Ok," I replied.

He smiled and clamped me on the back, "I knew you were a smart boy Percy! "

"Hey Percy!"

Thalia plopped down in the seat next to me in chemistry, ignoring the wide-eyed stares from her peers. Before she came I had a wall of empty seats separating the rest of the class and me.

"Hey Thalia," I replied, "Have you seen Annabeth today?"

Thalia's gaze softened as she looked down. She knew something I didn't.

"No," she replied simply, "She's probably sick. She tends to get the worst one-day colds I've ever seen."

I nodded, not believing a word she was saying.

"Do you think she would go to the infirmary?" I pressed, remembering what Juniper said.

"Maybe," she answered, "Annabeth is stubborn though. She's probably somewhere toughing it out. Hopefully she'll be back by tomorrow."

I nodded. Thalia knew something I didn't.

"Hey."

"Hey."

I sat down next to Nico at the lunch table. It was kind of quiet; everyone was avoiding me like the plague so the tables around us were completely empty. Nico didn't seem to notice. He was too busy stuffing his face with meatballs.

"Have you seen Annabeth today?" I asked.

You never know, maybe he could have seen her this morning. He's usually up early.

He stopped shoving the food in long enough to answer me, "No, I haven't. But don't worry about it. She disappears off the face of the earth at least once every two months. Nothing unusual."

"But I've been here three months," I pointed out.

"She usually doesn't last that long," he agreed, "She was due to go missing any day. But seriously, don't worry about it. She'll be back tomorrow."

I wasn't convinced. Why would disappearing for a day be a regularly thing? Where does she go?

There was only one place on campus I hadn't looked.

It was time to check out the infirmary.

I walked through the bitter cold to the Athletic building during Math. The winter seemed to come strong and early this year. Everyone had been wearing coats since the end of August.

It felt weird being the only person walking the grounds. I was used to seeing lots of people walking from building to building. I guess skipping a class was new to me.

I opened the doors to the Athletic Building and was engulfed in heat. Only a bitter winter could make me appreciate heaters at their full capacity.

I walked across the lobby and opened a pair of double doors. On the other side of the doors were the "mazes" AKA a bunch of really confusing white hallways. They were a new kid's worst nightmare. I hadn't even bothered navigating through the mazes except for the lockeroom and gym. Anything past there, the laundry rooms, indoor tennis courts, and most importantly the infirmary, was unknown to me. To tell the truth, I was afraid I would get lost and never be able to find my way out. It reminded me of the labyrinth.

The only other place on campus Annabeth could be was the infirmary. I had to go there. I had to do it for our friendship. If we weren't friends then we could never be anything more.

I slowly began to descend the hallway, one step at a time. Turning the corner at the end of the hall, I sped up. Something about being there all alone got to me. I verged left at the end of the hall. I don't know why I chose left; it just seemed right. I decided to alternate left and right at the next few intersections. The infirmary had to be somewhere, and I intended to find it. Halfway through, I decided I hated the color white. White walls were so boring and sickening. It made me feel like I was in a hospital, and if I couldn't find my way out I would die.

As you can see, I became bored out of my mind.

I was frustrated. I had yet to find the infirmary and I knew it was well past math class. The mazes seemed to be larger than I thought. I swore if you unraveled them you could stretch them around the world at least twice.

As I turned another boring corner, a change of scenery caught my eye. I looked up.

It was a brown door.

The door read Infirmary.

I thought I was going to fall to my knees and kiss the ground right then and there. But then I remembered it was right outside of an infirmary and decided that wasn't the best idea.

I opened the door softly. The room on the inside was very big. It had about 7 hospital beds and 5 cushioned patient tables. A small desk sat in the corner. In the chair typing on the computer was a middle-aged man. He had short, brown hair and was pretty muscular.

He looked up as I walked into the room.

"Can I help you?" the man got up from the chair and faced me.

"Are you Mark?" I asked.

"The one and only," he answered with a friendly smile, "Are you new this year?"

"Yeah," I answered, "Three months in and I still hadn't found this place."

He laughed and walked over to a table full of medical supplies," Do you need something? Are you hurt?"

"No, "I replied,"I'm, uh, looking for a friend. She's been missing all day."

"Who?" he asked, reaching for a bottle of water.

"Annabeth Chase."

He tensed and stopped. His smile turned to a frown.

"Are you Percy Jackson?" he asked.

I nodded. How does he know my name?

"Annabeth thought you would come," he replied.

"So you know where she is?" I asked excitedly.

"Yes," he answered simply, not meeting my eye.

I waited for him to continue, but he said nothing.

"Well," I urged, "Where is she?"

He looked up and met my eyes, "She told me only you could see, Percy. You must be important to her."

"See what?" he seemed friendly enough before, but this guy was really creeping me out.

He silently motioned me to follow him and walked outside. He turned left down the sickening white hall. I followed him. All that was heard was our footsteps, nothing else. I looked back at the door. The quiet was kind of nerve-wrecking. I felt the need to say something, but I didn't think Mark would reply if I did. He was leading me to Annabeth, and that's all I wanted. I just had to find her and apologize. Maybe we could talk it over. Girls like to talk about things, don't they?

As we continued to walk, a faint sound was beginning to be heard. I didn't know what it was at first. It sounded like maybe an alarm was going off somewhere, screeching to be turned off. But as we walked the sound became louder and louder until I figured out what it was.

A scream.

Someone was screaming. It was too high to be a guy; it was defiantly feminine. And Mark kept leading me straight towards it. It became louder and louder. I wondered what the person was screaming about, and why Mark would be leading me straight past them. He was leading me to Annabeth right? Why would she be near someone screaming?

Then it hit me.

The person scream was Annabeth.

"ANNABETH!" I yelled out, panicking

Was she ok? Why was she screaming? Was something hurting her?

I started to run down the hall, past Mark, following the screams. I turned the corner as fast as I could. Annabeth's screams became more piercing as I did so. I was close, so close. I turned another corner at lightning speed. The screams where coming from a glass door at the end of the hall.

"Annabeth! I'm coming!" I shouted as I sprinted to the door.

I stopped dead in my tracks when I got there. I could see Annabeth through the glass. She was lying on a table. She was wearing the same thing she was wearing yesterday when I last saw her. Her blonde curls were sticking to her sweat-covered face. She was flailing and screaming at the top of her lungs.

But what alarmed me the most was not any of this.

She was asleep.

I felt Mark come and stand beside me.

"What is she doing?" I asked breathlessly.

He sighed.

"It's her ability, Percy."

NO HER ABILITY IS NOT LYING ON A BED SCREAMING IN HER SLEEP! It's a side effect and if any of you all review me asking how is that an ability I will hunt you down and HURT YOU!

Happy thoughts everyone, happy thoughts.

HAHA and you people thought the last cliffhanger was bad...

This chappie was a little too fillerish for me; I don't really like it. But it was important so I have to get over it.

I promise in the next chapter Annabeth's ability WILL be revealed. I promise promise promise! And ya know... maybe if my English teacher isn't mean to me... there might be a little Percabeth kiss... ya know... maybe...

And whoever writes my favorite review might get a little sneak peak on that action...