(A./N. Ok, I think we have all established the fact that I am a VERY slow updater, and I am SO sorry! So we have some good news, and some bad news. Good news: I'm pretty sure this is my longest chapter! 1,015 words! Yeah! Bad news: This is probbably going to be my most uneventful chapter. :( But I prommise next chapter will be so much better! Just bear with me here!)

Disclaimer: If I owned PJO Racel would have fallen off a cliff at then end of The Last Olympian. If Anna (My co-writer and B.F.F) owned PJO, Percy and Annabeth would have had alot more lovey scenes (we're Percabeth supporters if you haven't noticed). But we DO own this story line! So don't even think about steeling it!

Nico's POV

I imagined I was falling. Falling, falling, falling. Then I landed hard on a cold, black obsidian floor and found myself looking up at a throne made of human bone. Perched at the top of the throne, was my father, Hades, glaring down at me.

"Bianca should have lived instead of you." He said bitterly. And then the dream melted away.

That was my reoccurring night-mare. I had it nearly every time I closed my eyes. I knew he had said it before, but since then I had really tried to prove myself. Weather it held true now, I didn't know. That's why demigod dreams suck. They can be the next Great Prophecy or they can be just random things caused by stress. But I didn't really know what mine was, and I was not eager to find out.

Annabeth's POV

My ankle hurt like all Hades.

I was leaning against the side of the car while Percy tried to find the nectar and ambrosia. He was flipping out as if I had gotten stabbed in my shoulder or something. My ankle was just broken, I wasn't gonna die.

I told him that he needed to help Nico (who was still passed out on the asphalt) more than he needed to help me, but of course he didn't listen.

"Ah-ha! Found it!" He said triumphantly. He came out of the car, gave me some Nectar and wrapped my ankle in a splint.

When he was done I looked at him and said, "Thanks, Seaweed Brain, but I think I'm fine. Go help Nico now."

He nodded and bent down and kissed my forehead then walked off to go help Nico.

I watched Percy try and gently carry the frail kid to the car but he was failing miserably. I laughed to myself, thinking how lucky I was that Percy was mine.

About an hour later we got ourselves situated in the SUV. I was becoming extremely paranoid about getting attacked again so I asked Percy if we could stop at a gas station and find some way to talk to Thalia and to maybe ask Chiron for some protection. He agreed and we drove along for a while in the nothing-ness enjoying each other's company.

"Who do you think this demigod could be?" I asked him.

"I'm not sure, but if she's powerful enough to get Thalia worried, she must be worth all this." He answered "I think she may be a child of The Big 3 and if she's 13 that means someone broke the oath again when it was in order." There was an edge to his voice and I realized it was a nervous edge.

"Something's bothering you. What is it?" I asked in a concerned tone.

"Well, I wouldn't say it's actually bothering me…" he said, his beautiful green eyes darting to me then back to the road, " but it's more like, it's got me kind of worried. I mean… what if she's my sister?" he said.

I winced. That sounded bad for some reason. And somehow I'd never thought of that. I mean I had a lot of brothers and sisters but for Percy, it would be different. Like, when someone says "Son of Poseidon" Percy is always the one that comes to mind, obviously. But what if there was a daughter of Poseidon?

I didn't know what to say to that so he went on, "Well, if she was my sister, I would care about her and all that, really, but… I don't know…"

I still didn't know what to say so I just said, "I wouldn't worry about it too much, Percy. For all we know she could be Nico's sister." I put my hand on his arm and he smiled.

Percy's POV

Awhile later, we finally came to a gas station. But it was a nice drive, 'cause Nico was passed out the whole time rather than yapping at Annabeth and I to be quiet.

The station looked empty so we decided it was safe to make our Iris Messages. I was going to ask Chiron for a little help while Annabeth called Thalia to let her know we were close.

"O Iris, accept my offering," I tossed the Dramacha into the rainbow mist "Show me Chiron at Camp Half-Blood"

Chiron's figure appeared in the mist. "Chiron!" I called.

He turned around and a worried look came over his face, "Percy? Is everything alright? Have you gotten the girl yet?"

"No, not yet anyway. This morning we got attacked by 8 Dracanae. We think it's because more people know about the demigod. Whoever she is, Chiron, she is powerful. We're bound to get attacked again, worse this time. So we were kinda hoping Thalia's backup, could maybe get some backup?" I asked pleadingly.

Chiron laughed and said, "You're in luck Percy. Your extra backup should get there in about half an hour."

"Thanks, Chiron," I said gratefully

"Best of luck, my boy," was the last thing he said before he swiped his hand through the mist.

One of the worst things about being a demigod is the AD/HD. Sitting in the car with the air-conditioner blasting in 105 degree weather for 30 minutes was like sitting in a closet with dry itchy air for an hour for me. At one point I got so bored as to just pace around the car just so I could move. At least when I was driving I had something to concentrate on other than the fact that at any given moment we could be attacked by some large amount of monsters.

Finally, when I thought I would die of boredom, I heard a voice in my head, "Hey boss! Do you think you could go and buy me some powdered doughnuts at that convenience store over there?"

Aw, crap. It was Blackjack and his friends. Well, annoying backup is better than no backup at all, right?

(A.N. Ok, yeah. Boring I know! I'm so sorry! Please review! It makes me sooooo happy! ~)