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AT THE TRAINING CENTER

"Yo, Beckendorf!" I shouted as I wrapped my fingers around a piece of wire in my hand.

His head popped from underneath the plane on my right. "What's up, man?"

"Can you grab that water bottle over there?" I asked, cocking my head to the other side.

Beckendorf nodded and handed me the water bottle. I grabbed it with my free hand and let the water trickle down my throat, some of the H20 dripping on the side of my mouth. It soothed my sore throat before I finished with the wire. The sharp edge of the wire connected to the engine and began to start shooting sparks. I clasped the edge to the machine and backed up, turning on the main controller inside of the plane. The engine revved for a few seconds before returning to its normal sound. The plane was finally fixed.

There was laughter at my right side. "I can't believe we finally fixed it."

"Yeah, I know," I grinned. "Now, let's finish this bad-boy with some new good-looking tires."

Beckendorf chuckled next to me. "I hear ya, buddy!"

I rolled the new three tires over to the plane and helped him with the un-screwing of the damaged, old tires. My hands were sweating as I lifted one of the tires off the machine. Beckendorf and I finished the tires in about fifteen minutes. I checked the bolts of the plane's covering. It was all good. I leaned against the table with all the tools, a water bottle in hand.

"This feels so nice," Beckendorf said, sitting down in a chair.

I drunk some water. "What?"

"Just relaxing after you've done something tiring. I remember when I first begun flying, I was a rookie, so I had to get everying pulled out of the storage cabinets. I had to get most of the lunches. Now, here I am with one of the best pilots in the whole world and I still feel like I'm a rookie," he explained.

I laughed. "Hey, I'm sure the Captain doesn't see you like that."

"I'm not talking about the Captain, Percy," Beckendorf looked at me while taking a sip of his drink.

It took me a minute to realize what he meant, but when I did, I stared at him in awe. "Man, I'm not the best-"

"Yes, you are. Why do you think the Captain picked you to be the new commander? You're the best out of all of us. We all know that, except for you," he answered. "We all feel like rookies compare to you and the other commanders."

"Beck, you'll never be a rookie to me," I told him. "You'll always be my first companion in flying and in repairing."

Beckendorf chuckled. "I don't think Luke would be very happy about that."

"No offense to Luke, but you're a better pilot than he is. He's afraid to do things, that involves giving your life for anyone. Nico has better concentration than he does and he's not afraid to give his life for someone."

"I think little Nicky gets that from you," he patted me on the back. "He's got your blood in his veins. It may not be the exact same, since you're cousins, but he has the same attitude as you do. He won't take no for an answer when it comes to flying and saving others."

"It's just the right thing to do. I mean, the first thing you should agree on when you come into this place is that you'll give your life for anyone to win this war. I told my mom that and she was proud of me, but I can tell she was still upset and sad that I was leaving her."

Beckendorf shook his head. "I understand where she's coming from. My mom was also upset when I told her, but she understood what I wanted to do," he turned to look at me and grinned. "I'm just saying, if I were your mom, I would be really proud of you."

I smiled, grateful. "Luke may be my best friend, but you'll always be a brother to me."

"Same here, man," he said.

"I love you so much, dude," I said in a sad voice, about to cry. I acted like I was wiping tears off my cheeks. "This is such a touching scene!"

Beckendorf laughed. "Ok, Prissy, no need to get emotional."

I just laughed and placed an arm around his shoulder, like we always do. "Come on, now. This is me we're talking about. I don't get emotional. That is you, little Becky."

"I do not!" he protested.

"Sure, you don't," I said sarcastically.

The door that would hide the planes in the repairing center opened and came running in was Nico, covered in dust, mud, and dirt, probably from the training courses. He was wearing camoflauge pants and a white tee shirt, which was a bad idea. I glanced over to look at him and Nico stopped in front of the fridge, grabbing a water bottle.

"Man, the training is hard-core!" he exclaimed, pouring some of the water onto his head.

I took the bottle of his hand and used my other hand to smack him in the face. "No wasting water! That's what a shower is for."

"Ow, that hurt, Perce!" Nico glared at me, rubbing his cheek.

"It was suppose to," I smirked.

My little cousin continued to glare at me as I just stood there with a innocent grin on my face. Beckendorf was cracking up beside us, trying to contain his laughter, but it bit him on the butt. He was leaning against the table while he tried to gasp for air. Nico and I looked over at him with the same expression on our face.

"What the heck is so funny?" I asked.

Beckendorf chuckled once more. "You guys are so alike, are you sure you're not brothers?"

"We're sure," Nico answered. "My parents weren't his and his parents weren't mine."

"Ok, ok," Beck held his hands up and backed away. "I was just putting it out there."

I crossed my arms and turned to look at Nico. "What's up?"

"Oh, yeah, the Captain wanted to know if the plane was ready," he told me.

"Um, yeah, I guess. Beckendorf and I were going to take it out for a test-flight, but unless the Captain wants it now, I assume it'll be ok," I answered.

"You assume?" the Captain's voice echoed through the plane repairing center.

I looked up from my cousin to the Captain who was standing next to the door. I bit my lip, cursing myself in the head, and glancing towards Beckendorf who was rubbing his hands together, nervously. The Captain walked over to us, with his hands crossed above his chest, his toothpick in his mouth and his sunglasses pulled over his eyes.

"I didn't promote you to hear you say 'assume'," he eyed me through the dark lenses.

I shook my head, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I'm sorry, sir. I shouldn't of said that. It was the wrong word. It was suppose to be 'say'. I say it'll be ok," I held my tongue.

The Captain eyed the plane behind me. "It does look good for a plane that had a bad problem due to carelessness. Good job, Jackson and Beckendorf."

"Thank you, sir," we both said.

After the Captain left, Nico, Beckendorf, and I looked at each other with uneasiness. I really did think that Beck and I should try it out first, but I guess he doesn't that way. He wanted to take it out for flying even without checking to see if it could handle the power yet. We just fixed the engine today. It wasn't in the shape of running, but who was I to know? I just started the training of being Commander and man, all I can say about that is that it's so much harder than I expected it to be.

LATER THAT DAY

I was walking out of the training center with Nico and Beckendorf. My backpack was hanging on my shoulder as we trailed to my truck. I heard my name being called and I turned around to see my best friend running towards us.

"Percy!" he yelled.

I placed my backpack in the front seat and leaned against the door. "Sup?"

"Do you think you could give me a ride to the car shop? My car's sitting in their garage and they just called me to come pick it up," Luke answered.

I shrugged, opening the door and climbing inside. "I don't know. I'm already taking Nico to his aunt's and Beckendorf and I have to be somewhere."

"Come on, dude," he argued.

"I can't," I said and pressed the button to roll my window up. He glared at me through the glass and I gave him a two-finger salute, starting my truck's engine.

After dropping Nico at his aunt's for the weekend, Beckendorf and I drove to the hostipal to pick up Silena and Annabeth for a nice barbeque. When I pulled into the hostipal's parking lot, my partner was trying to get the grease and oil stains out of his shirt. I rolled my eyes as I took the keys out of the car ignition and we walked out into the late afternoon weather.

The nurses were all sitting in the waiting room. Beckendorf went over to Silena, wrapping his arms around her and she stood up, kissing him gently. All the girls giggled, except Annabeth. Her nose was stuck in a book. I walked over to her, wrapped my arms around her chest, saying her name softly into her ear.

Annabeth escaped from her book and turned her head to look at me. Our mouths were a few centimeters apart and our eyes met each others. "Good afternoon, Commander Jackson."

"Good afternoon, Ms. Chase," I grinned, bumping my nose with hers.

There was a small sigh. "I wish I had a man like you and Silena, Annabeth."

Annabeth glanced towards the girl that said something. "Um, he's not really my man."

"Not yet, anyways," I winked at her.

She blushed softly and marked her book with a piece of paper. "Who said I was going to be yours in the first place?"

"I did," I said grinning.

"You guys are so cute!" Silena giggled. "Annabeth, you are a lucky girl!"

Annabeth smiled, standing up from the chair. "Um, thanks, I guess. You're also lucky?" She didn't know what to say, I'm guessing.

"Are you ready to go?" I asked, watching her pick up her bag from the floor.

"I am, but I don't know about them two," she pointed to where Silena and Beckendorf were talking.

I smirked. "I got this," I bit my lip and whistled through my teeth. Beckendorf groaned, covering his ears from my attention-bringer. I just smiled, proud of my actions. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes, we are, Mr. Annoying," Beck growled.

I grabbed Annabeth's hand and turned her around, pulling her with me. I walked out to my truck and opened the door for my beautiful nurse. She rolled her eyes playfully as she climbed inside. I walked over to the other side and jumped in, starting the truck. Beckendorf and Silena finally came out of the hostipal. I drove to the sidewalk where they were, but they weren't paying attention. Annabeth leaned over and pressed her palm against the middle of the steering wheel. A loud noise came from my truck that made Beckendorf and Silena jump three feet into the air.

Annabeth rolled down the window and stuck her head out. "Are you guys coming or are you gonna stay there running around like bunch of chickens with their heads cut off?"

Silena glared at her friend. "That was so mean! I thought I was going to be blown up!"

"It was just a horn," I said, sticking my head out of my window.

Beckendorf shook his head. "That was so immature."

"I wouldn't talk when you're the one who talks to himself in the mirror before a date," I smirked as his facial expression turned to embarrassment.

"YOU!" Beckendorf yelled, pointing a finger at me, running towards the truck.

I rolled my window up and revved the engine. I smirked as I honked the horn this time. He covered his ears and glared at me as Silena was laughing her way over here. Annabeth opened the door for her friend and Silena slid in next to her. Beckendorf was making a face as he climbed inside and growled at me when he sat down. Annabeth was sitting next to me, and I mean, NEXT TO ME. (AN: Ah-ah, see the reference *laughs*)

She turned to look at me, but we were so close that her forehead was now resting on mine. Her eyes stared into mine; grey to green. I wanted to lean forward, but I wasn't going to that with Beckendorf and Silena right here. Annabeth held our gaze for a few more seconds before pulling away and looking down, suddenly interested at her hands.

"You guys ready?" I asked, my voice kind of higher than it usually was.

Silena giggled. "Sure."

Beckendorf put an arm around her shoulders. "Yes."

"I am," Annabeth agreed.

"Ok, then," I started the ignition up again and we drove out of the hostipal parking lot towards the restaurant that Beckendorf and I reserved.

OK, things will be starting to happen in the next chapter and the next, and the next... you get the picture :) And I mean things WILL happen!

I got the Son of Neptune book and I'm like on page 100 and something and it's really good so far! I just hope Percy is still the same by the end of the book.

You know the drill; you may review or you may not. I just hoped you enjoyed the chapter.

-HunterofArtemis32