I know its been a year and I am so so so so so so so so so so sincerely sorry. I have been busy with writing my other stories, senior year, starting more school etc. So please do not hate me! I gave you a longer chapter to maybe make up for my prolonged absence.

Here is chapter 4: Museum

He was sitting there on a lake pier as his 17 year old dream-self with the blonde girl that he recalled from his dream, the were holding hands while letting their feet dangle off the edge of the wooden pier. All of a sudden a large ball water was rising from the lake to shift shapes like it was a show, then Annabeth shoved him in the shoulder saying something about him showing off, especially when the ball turned into a heart with his and her initials easy to see.

"Why must you always show off your powers?" She said not so seriously while smiling at him, and that simple smile made his chest swell up with happiness.

"Just so I can spoil you and make sure no one messes with you," he said with a smirk before pecking her on the cheek. He moved his hand so his arm was draped across her shoulders and she put her head on his shoulder as she scooted closer to him.

"So what are we going to do about school in the fall?" she asked him and he let out a chuckle.

"It is seriously too soon to be thinking about that," he complained, "We just got back, how can you be thinking about school?"

"Well it would be our senior year you dummy, and I really don't wish to go back to that all girls school my mom set me up in."

"Yeah I don't want you to either. Now that I think about, I don't believe I've been expelled from Goode yet."

"No, you got kidnapped and haven't returned yet." she replied.

"So if I check with my step-father maybe we can both go there this year."

"And maybe ask a favor to make it look like you never left so you can actually be a senior," she said continuing his thought.

"And I'm sure my mom would love to have you at our place," that she wasn't expecting as she was looking like a gaping fish.

"You...you're serious?" was all she can get out.

"I said I wasn't going to ever let you go, and I meant it," with that she snuggled more into him and he held her tightly.

"Percy," she sighed and he closed his eyes embracing this moment.

"Yo, Perce! Wake up!" he heard Grover yell at him and felt the pillow hit him in the back. He sprung up and realized he was still at Yancy, releasing a loud groan and toppled back onto his bed where he realized he had been hugging his pillow just like he had been holding her in his dream. "Come on Percy, we're late to breakfast as it is, so get up!" annoyed as he was Percy got up to get dressed, glaring at his reflection as he changed for the fact he was still here and not the guy in his dream. "Man what is up with you?" Grover asked, noticing Percy was in a bad mood.

"Just not really excited about this field trip is all," even as he says that he see flashes of what he remembers happening in his dream.

"At least we get out of classes,"

"I guess so," they left their dorm and headed for breakfast and soon enough they were on the bus for the Museum field trip, and things happened too much the same on the way for Percy to think it was just a coincidence. As they neared their destination Nancy was chucking her peanut butter and ketchup sandwich at the two of them, just like in his dream, and just like then Percy was getting fed up with and wanted to give her a piece of his mind.

"Look Perce, I know you are having a bad day but you shouldn't take it out on her or you'll get in trouble." Grover had pulled him back down before picking the food out of his hair. The rest of the short remainder of the ride was unproductive, beside Percy glancing to the front where Mr. Brunner and Ms. Dodds were repeatedly. When they reached the Museum Brunner lead the group and Dodds fell behind and Percy could've sworn her gaze barely left him if the hairs on the back of his neck standing were anything to go by.

They made their way to the Greek exhibit and Percy had a real sinking feeling when he saw most of the artifacts. He felt a chill go down his spine when he saw the stone statues as he had a flash of a food stand and another of him running and being offered weenie samples. He looked at the other artifacts like the vases and saw the stories painted on them and the supposed words were floating around like usual. Then we stopped at the stele, a grave marker, with a sphinx on the top which was 13 feet up, when he saw that he felt the flash of being in a dark tunnel where a real sphinx was giving a standardized test. As we continued through the funeral art, Percy couldn't help but feel depressed because he had a feeling that he had to witness a lot of funerals, weird enough he felt like he's witnessed his own at one point. Even his annoying classmates who were being disruptive couldn't shake him enough to make him snap at them.

"Percy, would you mind telling us what this picture is suppose to depict?" Percy hadn't realized Mr. Brunner had spoken to him until Grover elbowed him the ribs. He looked up at what Mr. Brunner was asking about and his depressed state twisted into one of almost rage. To calm himself, he took a deep breath before speaking.

"Kronos," he practically snarled, "It's suppose to be the Titan Kronos eating his children," in his mind he heard the deep terrifying voice and saw the glowing eyes.

"He did this because..." Brunner asked hoping for more detail, while worrying about Percy's change in attitude.

"He felt threatened by his children, as they were to be stronger than him. But his wife tricked him into eating a rock instead of Zeus, who would grow up and defeat their father with help from his siblings after getting Kronos to barf them up. Being gods they were immortal therefore they were adults when they escaped, and after the gods beat the Titans they chopped their father into pieces and spread him throughout the deepest pits of hell," he seemed to get the last word caught in his throat before able to say it. His tenseness was dissipated when Nancy commented how knowing this was useless in real life.

"Why is it important to know this?" Mr. Brunner was still looking at him to answer, to him all his dream seemed to revolve around Greek mythology.

"Because the myths were all about teaching a lesson of some kind. The gods were supposed to be the explanation as they didn't have science." Percy responded and his teacher seemed satisfied with the answer and directed our class outside for lunch. And just like true deja vu his classmates were just as bad as in the dream, Nancy was pickpocketing old ladies and others were using pigeons as target practice and Percy with Grover tried to be away from them. Then Nancy and her cheeto freckles showed up dropping her sandwich in Grover's lap. He felt that pull in his gut but he took a deep breath and stood up to stare at her.

"What do you think you can do, Jackson?" she taunted him and the pull was getting even more tempting, he could hear the fountain water splashing around slightly.

"What is going on here?" Of course Dodds would show up now, defending Nancy as usual. Percy looked at Nancy wanting to really embarrass her into submission but felt like he should be the bigger person.

"Nothing, Ms. Dodds." he replied turning to face his teacher, who gave him a look that said that she didn't believe him.

"Come with me, Honey, we need to talk." she said while having her thin finger command him to follow her.

"But he didn't do anything wrong!" Grover protested, fear clearly written on his face as his eyes pleaded in the direction of Mr. Brunner.

"This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Underwood." she replied sharply to his friend.

"I'll be fine, Grover, I got this. I'll be back soon." Percy said confidently as he nodded his head discretely in Brunner's direction. Then he left following Dodds into the building, his gut growing colder as he went deeper in. Time seemed to creep slower as he walked farther into the museum as he has that gnawing feeling of deja vu. He was in an empty an empty gallery with her, and his senses were on overdrive. Something in him was screaming to defend himself and get away from her.

"Do you understand the trouble you've caused?" she asked and he remained quiet so she continued, "Did you honestly think you got away with it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about ma'am," fear was making his heart rate speed up and his heart was bound to jump out of his chest when he watched his teacher morph into a hideous creature. Her leather melted into leathery wings like a bat, her eyes got all beady and her teeth sharpened to fine points that a screech leaked out of that made his stomach turn to ice. His gut reacted that way not because of fear, but familiarity. He had seen her like that before and knew what she was and knew better to not say it aloud.

As he stared at her in her true form and she made her descent telling him to die, his mind went on autopilot and he tucked and rolled out of the way just as the doors burst open. He turned to see Grover hobbling on his crutches and Mr. Brunner wheeling in and tossing something in the air in Percy's direction. Out of instinct he caught it to see that a sword that felt all too familiar was now gripped in his hand. He didn't get a chance to admire what was in his hand and what it meant since Mrs. Dodds was coming back around for another attack. Like muscle memory, Percy swung the sword as Dodds came down in her dive and sliced through a whole wing before she turned into gold sand above him.

He had shut his eyes to keep the sand out and when he opened them again he was alone in the room. No Mrs. Dodds, no Brunner or Grover, and the sand was gone too. All that was left as evidence of the events that just transpired was the pen in his hand.

"Please work," he muttered as he slowly uncapped the pen with high hopes, which were met when he felt the pen grow in size so he was holding the grip of a glowing bronze sword. With a sigh, he smiled nostalgically at his beloved sword, "Nice to see you again, Riptide."

It was more than just a sword in this instance, it was proof that the dreams he was having were more than that. The memories he kept seeing were the real ones, and for some reason he was sent back. But knowing that he wasn't going crazy almost made him want to laugh, so much that he let out a chuckle and had a big smile on his face. "Somehow, I'll get back there. I'll get back to you all." he vowed as he pocketed the recapped Riptide, and went back outside to join his classmates. Things from the memories he had matched up with the events around him so he knew what was to happen, like his classmates forgetting about Mrs. Dodds and the Mist replaced her with someone else entirely. Mr. Brunner asked him what took him so long to come out, but brushed it off after a moment. On the bus ride back to school, he gazed out the window playing through all the memories he had, unconsciously smiling when he thought of Annabeth. He was so focused on trying to make sense of all the pieces he saw in his head that the ruckus of the other students was completely drowned out.

"Perce? You alright?" Grover pulled Percy out of his spacing out as they neared the school with a shaking of his shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Percy said with a big sigh, "what's wrong?"

"You have barely moved on the whole way back, being ADHD yourself I was worried. Not to mention that you didn't say a word as well and would smile in random bursts. In whole, you're acting not like your usual self."

"Sorry G-man, just got a lot on my mind, that's all." Percy replied, but Grover gave him a scrutinizing look that said he wasn't completely satisfied with the answer he was given. Conveniently the bus pulled in front of the school at that moment and everyone gathered their things to leave.

"This is not the end of this, I'm gonna figure out what's been wrong with you lately." Grover declared to Percy quietly before getting up to make his way off the bus. Percy followed close behind and saw that Mr. Brunner was watching the two of them closely as he watched all the students file off.

A/N: Please tell me if you liked it, I still am working on how to continue so be as patient as you already have.

-Greekgeekspywannabe

2/12/16