Hello everyone! I am so, so glad everyone enjoyed the first chapter to this series! Remember, reviews are greatly appreciated and let's just start with the story (this chapter's gonna be a long one)

Percy's POV:

I never thought I would experience a greater pain than when I broke my nose that one time at the pool (I dived in at a low level of the pool and hit my nose on the cement floor- ouch)

I was wrong.

My vision cleared and staring down at me was my mother and Annabeth. It looked like Annabeth was crying and my mother was talking to some other guy in the room; probably the doctor.

"Look he's waking up!" said Annabeth.

"Well, young man you gave us quite a scare." said the doctor.

I tried to get up but instantly regretted it; there were multiple sharp pains coming from my neck, shoulders and arms. There was a bulky white cast around my neck and my arms were also in casts but they were hanging from 2 pieces of strings coming from the ceiling. My mother and the doctor instantly sat up and eased me back onto the pillow.

"Percy, you're gonna be here for a while. The doctor said you broke your arms and your neck!" said my mother.

"I'll leave you alone" said the doctor. He left through a door on the right side of the room.

"Annabeth, do you mind staying here with Percy? I have to get back to the bakery or Mr. Maggony will have a fit" my mother said with a sigh.

"No problem Miss Jackson" Annabeth said.

My mom exited through the door and I was alone with Annabeth in the room.

"How are you doing?"

"Ok, I guess. My shoulders hurt" My throat was dry and scratchy- how long was I out!?

"Do you need some water? Your voice sounds hoarse" Annabeth said as if she was reading my mind.

"Yeah, thanks."

Annabeth sat up and walked towards the far left of the room where her orange bag was sitting on a coffee table right where there was a huge window that panned over the entire left wall. She fished through it and brought out a water bottle.

"Here you go. You're throat's probably so dry by now..."

"Thanks. How long was I out?"

"Um...you've been out since yesterday..." she said quietly.

"What!?"

She sat down and suddenly began to cry.

"I'm so sorry Percy! This is all my fault; if I hadn't been so careless you wouldn't be here" Tears were falling down her face in streams.

"Annabeth, calm down. I don't blame you for any of this. It was a freak accident; I mean the person we really should be blaming is that stupid truck driver!"

"But that's just it Percy! See after you...got hit, I ran to my house to call 911, because somehow my phone was dead even though I charged it before I left Luke's house! Anyway, I came back with my dad and the truck driver was gone! Just gone!"

A tiny flame of anger started in me when she said "Luke". See, Luke is this guy at our high school that's been dating Annabeth for a few months. At first he seemed cool, but when I entered the National Swimming Competition a couple months back, he started acting really annoyed and rude around me. I just ignored it but when the big day of the finals came around things got bad. During the competition, he started slapping and hitting me under the water as we swam! I still won, but I was so appalled that he would do something like that, all for a stupid trophy. Nobody believed me about Luke anyway, and I didn't bother mentioning it to Annabeth, but I avoided him from then on.

I focused back on the task at hand. "What do you mean gone? Didn't you get a look at him before you ran to your house?"

"No I didn't...I was panicking and I should've thought to check out the truck driver before running away like that...I'm so stupid..."

"No you're not."

"YES I AM!" More and more tears were falling down her cheeks. A few minutes passed and she eventually composed herself.

"I'm sorry."

"Annabeth, whoever's fault this is, it's not yours, ok? Now, are the police looking into who drove that truck?"

"Well when the ambulance arrived, they didn't believe me about the truck driver."

"What!?"

"Yeah, they said it was more likely that the truck rolled down the hill and hit you".

"But that doesn't make any sense! We both saw it with our own eyes-"

"I know but that's what they are going with and not much will change their minds unless they find something inside the truck that'll prove them wrong."

"Well, I guess that's it then."

"Not necessarily."

"Huh?"

"Well, after we got you to the hospital and I called your mom and told her what happened they told me to leave for the night and that they would let me know when you woke up."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. So I went home and while I was on my way there I saw that the truck that hit you was still there!"

"Wow. Those policemen sure are sloppy."

"I know right. Anyway, I thought that maybe if I took a peak at the license plate, I could track it to its owner."

"That's genius Annabeth!"

"Thanks. Only problem is I stayed up all night looking for the owner and I still haven't found any leads. I checked multiple websites that track license plates but still no luck."

"Wow you sound like some sort of private investigator!"

Annabeth smiled. "You know I want to be an architect, Percy."

"I know but what you're doing reminds me of those cop shows on TV."

"You're just trying to make me feel better."

"I'm serious."

Annabeth suddenly leaned towards me and put her arms around my neck.

"What are you doing?" I said with a laugh.

"I'm trying to hug you" She started giggling too.

"Why?" This whole time we've been talking, I've noticed no pain from my body; I just enjoyed talking to her so much, it took my mind off of everything else.

"Percy, what you did was so brave. Stupid, but brave."

"Thanks"

She leaned back and smiled down at me; her storm grey eyes shining from the setting sunlight coming out of the window. She looked so beautiful even though all her makeup was smeared from when she was crying. But, I didn't mind; she still looked amazing.

I was going to say something when, suddenly, something buzzed. She fished through her bag and brought out her phone.

"Aw man. I have to go, Percy. Luke's wondering where I'm at."

That tiny flame of fire in me got a little bigger. "It's ok Annabeth. Go ahead, it's getting late anyway."

"Are you sure you're gonna be ok?"

"Yeah I'm sure."

"Here. I have an idea."

She fished through her bag the third time that day and brought out a small walkie-talkie.

"What's this?" I said with a laugh.

"It's a walkie-talkie!" her ears turned bright red.

"Hey, I didn't mean to make fun of your toy."

"It's ok" she said with a chuckle, "I have this in my bag because of Bobby and Matthew. Boys are always leaving their toys in my bag. Anyway, you can use this to talk to me if you get bored. The doctors said you're gonna have to stay here for a couple of weeks before you're allowed to leave."

"Ok, Thanks" I was still smiling from the thought of contacting Annabeth via walkie-talkie. "Why can't I just use my phone to call you?"

"Well...your phone got crushed when you got hit. The ambulance found it all in bits when they took you to the hospital."

"Oh."

"I can buy you a new one, if you want."

"Annabeth, it's alright. That model was old anyway. This gives me an excuse to save up for the newest model." I started chuckling again.

She started chuckling too. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning." She set down the small walkie-talkie on the table beside my bed.

"Well, see ya later Wise Girl." I guess this was one reason everyone thought we were dating; we called each other names.

"Bye Seaweed Brain" she said with a laugh.

She left the room and I was alone with my scattered thoughts. Hopefully, Annabeth tracked that license plate soon and we could find out exactly who hit me. Until then, I knew I could talk to her anytime I liked.

And I would learn soon enough that this walkie-talkie would come in handy more than I initially thought it would.