Hello my dear Ducklings. I have missed you in the two days I've been gone. Now, I probably won't be able to update, because I'm in trouble, and my weekend is very busy. I've rewritten my first couple of chapters, so if you want to go back and read those, that would be great! Now, fanfiction is having some problems, so if you cannot review, please put your username in a guest tab and review there! Thanks Guys! Also for you Beautiful Creatures fans, I posted a new story for that, if you want to take a look! Sorry I'm late, it was a REALLY busy weekend.

And now to my Ducklings:

Elliefs: Yup. Good Luck surviving with the cliffhanger I leave this time. Thanks for your review!

Ultra Happy Peep: Just read. Don't stop. Just hear me out, okay! My randomness amazes you!

Song: Castle of Glass- Linkin Park

Luke's POV

I'm not sure who got there first. But I could read the pain in both of our faces to know that both of us were hurt, very badly. I looked down, and saw the spear, bloody spear laying at Percy's feet. On instinct, I looked back at Annabeth. Her eyes were pained, locked on Percy, who was standing next to me, looking about as good as me.

We locked eyes, and I saw a silent agreement. A conversation passed in the few seconds before I fell to the ground. "Thank you. Helped me save her." His words ran through my head as my eyes closed.

Percy's POV

I wasn't sure what hurt more. Her betrayal, or the spear meant for her body. I felt The spear, Luke and I had formed a sort of barrier, protecting her, a temporary truce. And now, he was dead, and I was dying. I only had time to meet Annabeth's eyes, give her a smile, because she had told me to trust her, I still did, I had taken a spear, she had taken a dagger. I looked at Luke's broken body. He really did love her. He really did. I could almost accept that. If I didn't hate him. I didn't have any time.

I dropped to the ground. Next to my rival, next to Luke, my eyes met Annabeth's and I'm sure she got the message. Not your fault. Love you.

Everything I needed to do was done. Right?

Annabeth's POV

Both of their eyes closed, both of their chests stopped moving, both of their hearts stopped beating. The potion Thalia had given me dropped to the ground, promptly shattering. It seemed appropriate.

My voice was deadly, "Who threw the spear?" There was silence. "Who threw the spear?" my voice was louder, much more poisonous. The next time I spoke Thalia's voice joined me. "Who threw the spear?" A hand raised. Ethan didn't have time to blink before my knife was in his chest, and Thalia's arrow his eye. I dropped onto the ground next to Percy.

"I was supposed to die. Not you." But then I hear breathing. Percy's breathing. Nico's voice. "We're leaving. Right Now." Anger and tears are tight in his chest. I gather up Percy and make my way to BlackJack. As soon as we're all on, BlackJack is flying.

"He's not dead yet!" I exclaim. And for the ride to camp half blood we are working so hard, so hard to keep him alive.

And then we get back, and Apollo takes Percy, and thank god he's healed! And then, my mom, my mother, is walking up to me, and burying her face into my hair. "Annabeth. Annabeth." She whispers my name like it's an enchantment, something she can hold on to. And I hold on to her.

I see Poseidon. He's watching as Apollo heals Percy. I can hear him talking to Percy, murmuring encouragement. "Thank you." That's all he says to me. But it's enough.

And then I see Percy. And he's okay, and everything is going to work out just fine.

And then his arms are around me and I know everything is going to be okay.

And gods we're safe.

Safe. What does that even mean?

It means we are not in danger. Not dying. We aren't. Right?

But I can't forget Luke's body on the ground. And by the look on Thalia's face, on Percy's face, I can tell that they're going to remember it until they die.

I watch as Bianca embraces Percy, as Nico thanks him properly.

And I watch as Pelus moves, sensing an attack.

Yes, I watch it, but I don't care. The barriers will keep us safe tonight.

Percy will keep me safe tonight.

The Campfire is brilliant orange tonight, and we sing songs until dawn. And when I fall, Percy catches me. It's like nothing has ever changed.

But it did, And I'm not quite sure how we're going to deal with that.

But for tonight, let's forget. Let's get drunk on victory, and chocolate. Allow the burnt marshmallows to become the most important thing in the world.

I can almost forget that my older brother died tonight.