Heyyyyy! So, since Half A Dozen Demigods (which you should check out if you haven't already!) is finished *sniff sniff* I will be posting more on this! Yayyy! ~Ali (PS PLEASE PLEASE PLeASE REVIEW!)

Chapter Six

Five Months Later, October

"Hey, mom, do you want to take a walk?" Percy asks me.

I look up from the book I'm reading on Greek mythology. It's funny how mortals portray things. "Sure, hon. Let me get my jacket, okay?"

I put my book down and go to get my coat from the hall closet. Then I close the door as Odysseus and I walk down toward the main part of camp. We walk along, talking about his friends and school. Chiron suggested that a school be built for the demigods that stay at camp all year long, so now Odysseus goes to New Athens Elementary School. We walk along the ocean and up to the edge of the woods, our favorite place to walk. Percy's pet hellhound, Mrs. O'Leary, bounds ahead of us. I see a flower that Katie wanted for her science class in the middle school, so I stop to make sure it's the right one. Percy walks on ahead.

"Uh, mom?" Percy calls from a little ways ahead.

"Mmmm?" I'm not really paying attention; I'm getting less and less sure that this is the flower that Katie wanted.

"Mom?" Percy calls again, "Mom I think there's something in the woods…"

My head snaps up and I jog over, the flower forgotten now. My sharp eyes search the woods, looking for anything out of place. Something catches Percy's attention and he turns to go up to Half-Blood Hill, where a lone figure is standing and observing the camp. I turn back to the woods, and out of the corner of my eye, I see the hellhound crouch.

For a second I think that it's Mrs. O'Leary, but then I'm running as I realize it's not. I tackle Odysseus to the ground, the hound landing on me instead on him. Hades, I forgot my knife at home. Percy can fight, but not much, so he just runs to get help while I grapple with the hellhound that is tearing me up. I try to unsuccessfully pin it on its back, but it bites deep into my arm. My blood soaks into the early October snow as I shriek and let go, the hound jumping onto my back with needle sharp claws. My last thought before I lose consciousness is, Percy…

I have lots of hallucinations before I finally wake up.

"Annabeth!" Thalia races into the infirmary with Nico hot on her heels. Someone gently pushes them back.

"She lost a lot of blood, and we need everyone to give her some breathing room." Will says.

Someone else rushes into the infirmary and Thalia gasps and then faints.

"P-Percy?"

"Nico, back off! She's losing consciousness, Will." Someone says.

Two people stand at the foot of the bed. The woman is glowing slightly, and the man is half horse. They seem to be arguing about something.

"Chiron, I can heal her. Or I can go and force Apollo to do it." The woman says, scowling.

The man shakes his head. "With all due respect, I can't allow you to do that. The ancient laws forbid any deity to aid in the healing of a mortal or a half blood while on the camp grounds."

The woman throws her hands up in exasperation. "So you take her to Olympus!"

The man sighs. "I can't release her from the infirmary without her permission, as that would technically be kidnapping. And, since she is still unconscious, she can't give her permission."

A young man who looks about twenty five or so leans over the bed, his sea green eyes wide. He shakes his head once in attempt to get his glossy black hair out of his face. His hair simply falls back into place and the man ignores it.

"Annabeth, please don't leave me. Please, I'm back. You can't leave me. Not without saying goodbye or seeing me once again. Please Annabeth, please."

He looks down at his hand, entwined with another. Fidgeting in his seat, his eyes roam over something. The ADHD part of his brain that is wondering something off task is showing on his handsome face. Sighing, he absently rubs at a black tattoo on his forearm.

"Please, Annabeth, please."

Finally I regain consciousness, where the world makes sense and there are no crazy hallucinations. My eyes flutter open, and I can hear someone calling for Will. After a minute Will comes in, a small smile on his face.

"Hello Annabeth. How are you feeling?" he asks, handing me a glass of nectar.

I shrug and then groan as the pain rips up and down my back and side. "Not so hot."

Will smiles. "Well, here's some more ambrosia and maybe if you want someone can take you to Olympus where my dad can fix you up. Athena wanted to, but you know the rule, so of course Chiron wouldn't let her. And after that, someone special has been waiting anxiously to see you awake."