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Song: Leavin' – Jessie McCartney

Bekah's P.O.V.
I woke up, majorly confused as to where I was. It took me a few minutes to adjust and realize that I was still lying in Luke's bed and the conversation we had before I fell asleep. It made me smile for no reason.

I sat up and slid off the bed. I noticed that Luke wasn't with me, and that did slightly scare me. Had I scared him off or something? Did he not like me anymore and just run away? All of a sudden I was overly lonely.

My breathing sped; it felt like the darkness was closing in on me. I knew that was my imagination playing games on me, but still. I started trying to walk to the door, but I knew there was no way, in one million years that I would make it there without hurting myself.

I prayed to Artemis that she would shine the moon perfectly through the window walls and help me to find my way through the room. After a few minutes the room brightened and I saw the outline of the room. I had never loved my aunt more.

Once I reached it, I opened the door eagerly, ready to get out of the darkness, and stepped out into the well light hallway. Two different guards were positioned on either side of the door. They both smiled as me as they grabbed my arms, stopping me from going any farther.

"And just what do you think your going?" I asked curiously, anger filling my voice.

"We're taking you to Luke to see how we wants to punish you, castaway." They were both smiling, like they had accomplished something.

"Let me go!"

"No!" One of the guards placed Duct Tape over my mouth and the other pinned my arms behind my back and handcuffed them. "Do you know what I hope, Greg?" The same one asked as him and Greg started leading me down the hallway.

"What, Charlie?"

"I hope Luke feeds her to some ugly beast."

I started crying then. What if I didn't even get to see Luke and he just told the guards what to do with the 'castaway'? This could seriously end badly.

Greg sighed, "That's just nasty, Charlie. And I highly doubt that Luke would do that. She's too pretty to kill, he'll probably let her join his army or something like that."

For some odd reason, I was really starting to like Greg. And it wasn't just that he called me pretty, but he seemed to respect me and not want me dead. I liked that.

Charlie rolled his eyes. "I can always hope."

We reached the end of the hallway where there was a set of French double doors. Charlie and Greg pushed them opened and it awed me to see that the doors led onto a private deck. Although, I couldn't see that well, my tears were clouding my vision.

The dragged me onto the deck, stopping after a few feet. "We found a stowaway, my lord." Charlie said proudly. Gosh. If my hands were untied I would have smacked him in the back of the head.

Luke was at the end up the deck, looking out into the water, his back was turned away from his. "And just what do you think I should do about it, Greg?"

Greg sighed, probably debating his answer. "You should let her join your army."

"Quite possible. Charlie?" I could almost hear the smile in Luke's voice it scared me slightly.

Charlie smiled, "You could feed her to something."

Luke chuckled, "Why that would be quite mean."

My breathing sped. What if Luke never turned around and he just ordered his guards to do something bad that involved my death? What if he never figured out it was me until I was dead? I wanted to scream at Luke, and tell him who it was. But at the moment I could just pray that he'd turn around that or I'd be aloud to just join his army and I wouldn't have to die. I didn't like the sound of dying.

"Bring her closer to me." Luke ordered.

Charlie and Greg started dragging me to him, and my tears just started flowing more freely. They stopped once we were maybe five or six feet behind him.

Luke turned around, smiling, but his face instantly fell as he saw it was me and that I was crying or bawling. He stayed shocked for a second, then his face shifted to anger. "Let her go immediately!"

Charlie stared at me for a moment, but Greg didn't hesitate in doing as Luke said. Greg ripped the Duct Tape off my mouth and unlocked my handcuffs.

Once I was free and pulled away from them and run straight to Luke.

He wrapped his arms tightly around me, and held me comfortingly against his chest. "I'm so sorry, love."

It took me a couple minutes to speak. The tears and fright were too much for me. Luke brushed tear after tear away, otherwise just standing there, holding me, and waiting for me to say something.

"It's alright." I muttered into his chest.

"It's really not. I should have told them that you were sleeping in my room. I just assumed that they knew that you were. I'm so very sorry." Luke sounded broken, which really didn't make me very happy.

"It's alright, really." I looked up, smiling softly. "What about dumb and dumber over there?"

Luke smiled, "What do you think I should do about them?"

"For now just dismiss them, but make them walk the plank later." I laughed and buried my head in his chest again.

"Gregory and Charles, you both may return to your post." Luke said, his voice much harsher then it was when he spoke to me.

I heard them scrabbling and then the doors slam close behind them.

I giggled, "That's so very interesting."

Luke sighed, his voice returning to its loving tone. "Are you very angry?"

"Not at you." I replied simply.

He put his fingers under my chin and lifted my face so I was looking into his eyes. "I love you, my dear."

I wrapped my arms around his necked and kissed him gently. If only he could believe I felt the same way.

Percy's P.O.V.
Four long weeks later and Thalia finally arrives. What was she doing? With my luck she was probably hunting boar in Hungry or something.

I don't think there had ever been this large of a quest. Tyson, Grover, Annabeth, Thalia, and I were all almost ready to leave for Maine. The last mental message Bekah sent me told me that she was in Maine, but that was about a week ago, so I didn't really know where she was anymore.

Another problem was that no matter how much I tried to convince Annabeth, she still believed that looking for Bekah was a lost cause. After a minute of mindless arguing about the subject I would just walk away. I really didn't want another fights to happen between us.

I sighed as I sat down beside Thalia. "Who do you think has Bekah?"

She shrugged. "I have no idea."

I stared at the ground. "Why'd they have to take her?"

"Maybe someone is just trying to lure us in." Thalia said almost hopefully.

"I guess that's possible."

Thalia smiled reassuringly, "We'll find her, Percy."

I stood up. "I really hope so, Thalia."

I started walking to the Big House then, I still had to consult the Oracle and all yet.

I started walking up the front porch stairs of the Big House when Chiron stopped me.

"I must talk to you about something."

Crap. "What I'd do this time?"

"You didn't do anything," Chiron half-smiled. "Bekah has been gone for four weeks now. Two more and her death will be announced." It didn't take much to notice how short of a time it took for his smile to fade.

None of that really made me feel any better. "She'll be back here, perfectly safe in two weeks."

Chiron sighed. "I know that you believe that, but other don't. Have you looked at the Stoll brothers recently? They're distraught!"

Distraught? What? "I've noticed." I think. "I'm trying my hardest, Chiron. K? We leave at twilight and we'll be back in a few days."

"Be safe." Chiron patted my shoulder and walked away.

This is just glorious. I had two weeks to find Bekah before she was announced dead and everyone thought she was forever gone. This was going to be something.

Bekah's P.O.V.
I pulled away and smiled. "I love you, too, Luke. Now…are you seriously going to make them walk the plank?"

Luke chuckled, "Only if you want me to."

"Nah. Just please make sure that it never happens again."

Luke pressed his lips to my forehead. "Never." He promised.

"Good. Shouldn't you be heading off to bed, mister?" I asked teasingly.

"Probably," he smiled. "What are going to do while I'm sleeping?"

"Read." I kissed him once more. "Good night, Luke."

He smiled at me and let go of me and walked away, leaving me in the dark to enjoy the night and just be alone. It didn't really bug me though. I was perfectly fine with being left alone for a while.

I left the deck and went back to my room. I was slightly surprised to that guards were positioned on either side of my door. I smiled politely at them and went into my room.

I switched on the light and flopped down in a chair with Twilight. Time for some Sci-Fi.

There is my little Twilightness.
Because I personally love Twilight as most of you have noticed because of my username.
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