Annabeth

I still can't believe that Grover, of all people, betrayed us to Luke and minions. My heart felt like it had been sliced into pieces by a bronze sword because of Grover. It was like when we found out Luke was a traitor. I had known Luke forever and him just betraying us like that, it hurt deeply.

"I still can't believe it..." I started to say.

"It' for Pan. I know it." Percy said. He probably was right, the chances of this being for Pan was at a high risk now.

" But if Pan was taken by Hades or one of the Titans then I don't really think that he would follow them. Would he?" I asked, my question meaning a lot to my troubled mind.

"I don't know. It's a possibility. He could've done it to rescue Pan." He suggested. I sat there pondering this possibility. Just then, I heard a scuffling noise and I whipped my head around.

"Grover?" I asked quietly.

"What Annabeth?" Percy asked.

"I thought..."

"What. Spit it out already."

"I thought I heard Grover." I answered.

"Oh."

Then I heard a familiar voice say, "Oh, but you did."

I looked cautiously around the small area of the cave we were placed in. Finally I saw a tiny shadow. Grover's goat feet stuck out from the dark of the cave. This time, Percy heard it too. He immediatly became aware that Grover was there and he stood up despite the chains.

"Hello, Percy Jackson." Grover grinned evilly.

"What the Hades do you want?" Percy snarled at him.

"Oh, nothing. It's just my duty to check on you worthless demi-gods." He replied.

I looked at him, trying to be sincere. "What happened to you, Grover?"

He looked a little startled by the kindness in my voice. He thought for a moment and then replied, "Something better then I would have gotten from the gods. Want to see?"

Before Percy or I had time to answer, Grover spread out his arms and made a quick flick of his wrist. Out of no where, thorny vines wrapped around Percy and I. I felt the thorns prick my skin, and I felt the hot blood run down my arm. I felt dizzy and then all went black...

Percy

I saw Annabeth pass out. The blood drained from my face as I saw her fall and go out cold. Grover laughed at my response.

"Why? We are your friends." I said to him.

"Not anymore. I have other friends now." I spat at me and walked away into the darkness.

The vines disappeared and I ran to Annabeth. She was as cold as ice. I shook her a little bit and she didn't respond.

"Annabeth." I whispered quietly as I put her head in my lap to provide some support since she had fell.

It seemed like hours until she finally woke up.

"Percy..." She asked as I nodded with a slight smile. She opened her eyes a little more and smiled. She noticed the pricks from the thorns on her but she ignored them and smiled at me.

"Thanks, Seaweed brain." She smiled sweetly.

"For what?" I asked.

"Everything. Helping me, being a hero, being a friend..." She stopped, wanting to say more but didn't.

"What?" I asked impatiently.

"Nothing..." She seemed lost in thought.

"Really, what? I swear on the gods I won't tell." I pleaded.

"Well... just I thought you were such a close friend. That's all. " She said, but I could tell that she still wanted to say more.

"Thanks... I guess." I said looking down at her, her head was still in my lap. I brushed the pale blonde hair out of her eyes so I could see her piercing grey eyes. When I did this, she blushed a little but covered it up quickly. She then did something I didn't expect-No she didn't kiss me- she grabbed my hand gently and put in one of her hands. I could feel her blood rush through her skin and she held my hand in her hand.

We stayed like that for hours until one of worst nightmares payed us a visit...