Sorry for the wait on the update guys, I'll try to update a second time this week to make up for it. I hope you like the new chapter, and don't mind the wait.

- ROC6 ;)

Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize, Rick Riordan does.

I'm walking through the commons next to Percy, telling him about some of the architectural plans I want to put into action, even though I know he wasn't listening, when I see them. The pair from a week ago, that helped crash Leo's funeral. I tense, my hand reaching for my knife, the inscribed one Percy gave me for my birthday. He notices, and follows my gaze. He tenses next to me and pulls Riptide, still in pen form, out of his pocket. We walk closer to the camp boundary in case they decide to attack again. The pair leaves a parcel on Half Blood Hill, right next to Thalia's tree. Somehow, they summon a pair of camels, which I discover are surprisingly fast as the pair, riding the camels, ride away from camp.

Percy and I start moving towards the parcel without any verbal communication. As we get closer we realize it's actually quite small and thin, almost like a CD case. I pick it up, and, even though I'm desperate to unwrap it, I know that whatever it is I have to take it to Chiron first, and I can tell Percy feels the same way.

We jog together towards the archery range, where Chiron is currently teaching a class. He sees our faces and tells the younger campers to keep shooting, and comes over to talk to us.

"Percy, Annabeth, what do you need?" He asks concerned. Currently there is no crisis, so we haven't interrupted his lessons in awhile.

"Well," I begin, "we saw the pair that crashed Leo's funeral drop this parcel off at the camp boundary."

Percy hands Chiron the parcel, and he unwraps it, showing that it's a CD in a case. I was right.

He looks at us again, "I should probably go listen to whatever is on this, they wouldn't have taken the time to drop it off if it wasn't important. Percy, Annabeth, you two take over my class."

He trots off, and I look at Percy, "You got the class?"

He nods, so I continue, "I have something I need to go do."

"Alright, but stay out of trouble," Percy winks at me, knowing whatever I 'have to do' probably involves the disc.

I walk away from the archery range, and head towards the camp shop, knowing who I'm looking for will probably be there. When I walk in I see the pair I need to speak with placing objects on shelves. Probably their most recent loot.

They notice me walk in and exchange a look before Travis says, "I swear, whatever you're looking for-we didn't steal it."

Connor nods hastily in agreement, and I sigh, "I need you two to do something for me."

They look at eachother again, then exclaim in unison, "The mighty Annabeth Chase needs our help!"

Once again, I sigh, "The strange pair that crashed the funeral dropped off a parcel by Thalia's tree. I took it to Chiron and he unwrapped it. It was a CD. He won't let me listen to it, so I need you to go into his office and copy the disc so I can listen."

They nod their heads the whole time I'm speaking, probably already planning how they're going to do this. They move to the back of the shop and discuss while I wait, tapping my foot impatiently. Eventually they return to speak with me.

Connor begins, "We'll do your job on two conditions. One, you pay us fifty drachmas."

"Twelve."

"Forty."

"Eleven."

"Thirty?"

"Ten."

Travis glares at his brother, "Okay, you pay us ten drachmas, up front. Secondly, we get to listen with you to whatever is on the CD."

I fish out the exactly ten drachmas I had in my pockets, and nod, expecting them to say something like that, "Nine o'clock. Percy's cabin."

They take the drachmas, then speak in unison again, "You, missy, have yourself a deal."

What's creepy about that is that they aren't even twins.