A/N: I keep on nearly forgetting! Stupid me. Oh well. Here's the chapter – I know you all want to kill me after last week's so ... please don't! Here's this week's chapter, hope you enjoy it. And because I'm kind of crazy, I have random little side/non-existent pieces to some of my fanfictions on deviantART. So search, like, Water Fright or Before the Storm under literature to find my stuff (I am author KatieDOP). Anyways, here's the chapter.

Percy: We Save My Sister's Only Friend

Me and Annabeth were frantic after hearing Cora scream. But we still had problems of our own. There were still several monsters. Surprisingly, the monster seemed to stop fighting back, not even bothering to really defend. We finished them off in less than five minutes.

Once finished, we ran over to the part of the wall where Cora had fallen over. Looking down, I was almost sure we'd see her unconscious or dead or broken on the ground. Instead we saw a few more Dracaene and hellhounds prowling around the ground; they were circling a golden dome of energy. They were circling what was basically a giant, golden force field.

I could vaguely see a crouching figure and a figure sprawled on the ground underneath the dome. The crouching figure I assumed was Cora, the hair was a dead giveaway. I had no idea who was sprawled. I looked at Annabeth, she gave me a nod and we swung ourselves over the wall.

We carefully climbed down the slick wall of stone. It was made so it couldn't be climbed, which made it quite a challenge. We slipped and saved each other at least a dozen times. The last few feet were covered by creeping plants, so we had to jump. I went down first and Annabeth dropped down beside me. Then we went to work on the monsters.

It took almost no time at all. When we both were finished we sheathed our weapons and walked over to the force field thing. It was a little hard to make out definite details inside it because everything was caught up by a goldenish haze. But unless I was mistaken - Cora was crying. First tip-off something was really, really wrong.

"Cora!" I called. She didn't move, but I could tell she had at least heard my voice. "Cora, let us in! Put the wall down!" I didn't want to try touching the thing because I had the feeling I'd be electrocuted or something.

It took what felt like forever, but slowly the force field faded away into nothing. Hesitantly, as if it still might have been there, we walked up to Cora.

She was actually crying, full out crying. And if I had learnt one thing form living with her at camp, it was that she did not cry in front of people. If she cried at all. Worried out of my mind, I looked down at the boy lying unconscious. I caught my breath. It was Hunter. Well, that did kind of explained the crying.

I had no idea what had happened to him, or how he got here. I did know we needed to get out of there. More monsters could show up, and it was even more likely now that we were four half-bloods.

Annabeth stepped over and squatted beside Cora. She put her hand on Cora's shoulder. Cora glanced up then looked away. Her eyes were red and puffy. I left Annabeth to comfort her (I was still very bad at doing it . . .) and bent over to check on Hunter. He had received a nasty blow and it was bleeding heavily, but if we cleaned the wound, kept him warm, and make sure he remained still to prevent worse blood loss - everything should be fine.

I nodded at Annabeth to let her know he would be okay. She gave a weak but more confident smile to me and turned to Cora.

"Cora," she whispered.

She sniffled and hid her face. " W - What?" Cora sobbed.

"Cora, Hunter is going to be fine. Please, calm down, you don't need to cry," Annabeth said. Cora gave a sound and looked up at us through tear-blurred eyes. She looked like a mess.

"W - Why shouldn't I?" she asked holding back more tears. "He followed m - me. The idiot, it's my fault he came. I - I should have . . ." she trailed off into more quiet sobs and pressed her hands over her mouth.

I watched her, feeling horribly sorry. "Shh, it's okay, calm down. We'll all head back to the boat and everything will be fine," I promised.

"B - But . . ." she hiccupped and scrubbed at her eyes. They were still red and she trembled, giving me the most guilty glance I had ever seen. Annabeth gently helped her to her feet and started guiding Cora back in the direction of the boat. After a few paces Cora stopped and looked back. If it wasn't for Annabeth I was sure she was going to run back and start sobbing again. I gave her the best smile I could and turned to the unconscious body of Hunter.

I bent down and lifted him up. He was surprisingly light. I walked back to the girls and we continued back down towards the boat. Cora kept looking at Hunter, and I saw tear trickling down her cheek.

We had only gone a little way down the hill when Annabeth stopped and looked out at the river.

I followed her line of sight. She was staring at a small boat; one that looked oddly familiar.

"That's our boat, someone cut it free," she said adding a curse in under her breath. I could have smacked my head; that was why I had thought it looked familiar. It was our boat!

Which meant we were stranded in Quebec City.

"We have to find somewhere else to go," I said. Annabeth nodded, already thinking. We all just stood there, unsure where to go. Cora was starting to cry again, the cut on Hunter's head was still bleeding a lot. My arms started to ache from being locked in the same position.

Suddenly Annabeth snapped her fingers. "I think I know where we can go."

"Lead the way."

Annabeth turned around and led us back into the ruins. This time they really were ruins; broken down stone buildings, toppled piles of stone, rotting wood, and lots of pests. To be honest, I thought Annabeth was going to scream and freeze up due to all the spiders. But she didn't - must have meant she was getting over them a little. Then again, I did noticed her flinching a little bit so probably not.

Annabeth herded us into a mostly intact building; it just had a gaping hole in the roof and wall. That was better condition compared to most of the other building.

I carefully set Hunter down at the far end – where it looked less likely to crash down. Annabeth told us that she remembered reading a demigod had once lived here. You could find a demigod residence in almost any historic site.

Cora sat down silently next to Hunter; she had stopped crying - for the most part. Tears were still falling from her eyes and dripping down her face. I went over and tried to comfort her. She refused to allow me to talk though. Instead she pushed me away and watched intently as Annabeth cleaned the gash on Hunter's head with Nectar. It didn't heal up as much as I had hoped.

When done, we all sat down silently and slowly night began to fall. The sun set and we started a fire with the dead wood. Its glow created eerie shadows on us. The three of us were all exhausted, definitely ready to sleep.

I originally volunteered to stay up to keep watch, but it didn't quite work out like that. My sister had other ideas.

I was telling her to sleep while she shook her head stubbornly. "No, you sleep. I'll keep watch," she insisted in a slightly hollowed tone. Her eyes didn't leave Hunter.

"You've been through a lot today. You need to sleep," I told her.

She shook her head again. "I won't sleep anyways. I might as well do something useful," she said, a tear trickling down her cheek. I sighed and tried even more to persuade her to sleep. It was pointless. Cora absolutely refused to sleep. I grew sleepy and since Annabeth had already fallen asleep, I gave up.

I lay down next to Annabeth and closed my eyes. The last image I had before I drifted to sleep was of Cora in the background and Annabeth's beautiful face next to mine.

A/N: *fiddles with shield* Um ... yeah. STILL DON'T KILL ME! Please ... I deserve to live! And if you kill me, then you'll never find out what happens. Right, so let me know what you think via review or fav or alert or whatever. Thank you, if like me on facebook (yes, I am crazy), I'm just going to say that you get news from me faster. That's all. Tell me what you think! See you in a week!