And here's chapter 4 for you all, feel free to review and whatnot, I want to hear what you think! There's some more Grover in this chapter, because I love him far too much and his and Percy's friendship is literally my favourite thing :)

"So, she has Athena's priceless knife sitting in her desk for months and she wants you to fix it?" Grover asked, his voice muffled from the amount of hotdog in his mouth. They'd taken a walk through the streets of Olympus, and Percy had stupidly stopped for hotdogs even though he should've guessed that Grover would buy two and eat both with his mouth wide open.

"Yeah, it's a mess but I could make it shine again" He replied. Grover chuckled.

"Yeah, and maybe she'll throw herself into your arms in thanks and you'll stop pining after her"

"I am not-

"Dude, I live with you. You pined the moment you got home after just meeting her"

Percy scowled, and Grover laughed.

"Hey, at least you're not still weirdly in love with Night Owl. I mean that girl has issues. And far too many feathers" He said. Percy rolled his eyes.

"I was not in love with her man, she was my partner since you-

"Yeah yeah, I ditched you to get engaged, so you keep saying. But you didn't hear yourself going on about you two 'getting each other' when you were drunk at that Halloween party-

"You swore not to mention that!" Percy cried, and Grover just grinned.

"I promised nothing. So, before you go all red in embarrassment, are you going to tell Night Owl about Annabeth having the knife?"

"I don't know man, I don't wanna start a fight or anything; Night Owl would kick her ass for that knife" He said, sighing and throwing his hotdog napkin in the trash.

"Yeah, and you couldn't take sides without blowing your cover. Don't tell her; she's slowly getting over her mom's death, don't remind her of it by telling her you know where the knife is. I saw what happened to Night Owl when the first team were killed- she was never the same"

"None of us were. At least your dad might still be alive, he did escape after all"

Grover smiled weakly.

"I doubt that Percy, it was three years ago; he's gone. Hey look, speaking of lost causes, there's your new crush" He said hurriedly, shoving the topic away from his father hastily. Grover never wanted to talk about Pan, not since he went on that huge hunt to find him and failed. Maybe one day, Percy thought, he'd open up about it. Until then he'd have to wait.

"What? Where?" Percy asked, looking around curiously. He spotted the curly head of hair next to a pretzel stand, chatting with a guy in a police uniform. Percy felt a scowl settle on his face.

"Whoa, calm down there champ, that's Nico, remember?" Grover said, just as the guy turned his head and yes, it was Nico. The Sheriff that helped the heroes keep Olympus safe. He was a cool guy, and Percy was sure he saw him checking him and Blue Spark out in their suits (though its hard not to give Blue Spark a second glance in his getup, even Percy had to say he was impressed). Realising that it was Nico, Percy relaxed. Grover snickered.

"You're so hopeless. Getting jealous over Nico of all people"

"So help me I will smack that hotdog out of your hand if you keep taking the biscuit"

"Pft, I'd take you down before you could try Jackson"

Percy was about to retaliate when he looked over at the stand to find that Annabeth and Nico had vanished. There was no sign of them further up the street, and Percy frowned.

"Did them disappearing seem a little quick to you?" He asked Grover, who shrugged.

"Nico might have drove her home in his cop car; he does that sometimes"

"There wasn't a cop car here" Percy pointed out.

"Oh yeah! Well, maybe they walk fast" Grover shrugged. Something seemed off to Percy though; wrong somehow. Grover groaned.

"Oh jeez, that's the look you get before you go all Typhoon and do something ridiculous. She's fine Casanova, stop obsessing"

"Something's wrong" Percy said "I'm sure of it"

"Yeah, you're insane" Grover muttered, but shut his mouth quick as Percy grabbed his arm and pulled him toward a nearby store. Percy had always been slightly suspicious about who else was a hero in this town, and looking at how fast Nico and Annabeth vanished, he thought his suspicions had been confirmed. He dragged Grover all the way to the bathrooms and shoved him into the baby changing room, locking the door behind them.

"Nico is a hero" He said, proud of himself for figuring it out. Grover looked at him as if he was insane.

"Dude, Nico is a cop"

"Yeah, but he has powers"

"Is this part of the jealousy thing?"

Percy slapped the hotdog from Grover's hand and scowled.

"No. Remember that time I worked as a cop? And I always used to come home-

"And talk about how your boss is literally everywhere? Percy he could just be a fast walker" Grover reasoned. Percy wanted to flick his head for being so dense.

"I know powers when I see them, and he even looks like freaking Hades! The first team all had either a child or a mentee; I was Poseidon's son, the Huntress and that Nightshade girl worked with Artemis- you never saw a little Hades walking around did you? And everyone wondered, even I did, and I wasn't even in their big club"

"Percy, Hades had a kid. Her name was Phantom, remember? She died years ago? Maybe after losing a child he didn't want another"

"Or maybe, Nico lost his sister and didn't want to be a hero at all, so he became a cop. Trust me on this one Grover, I talked to that guy all the time when I worked for him, I'm sure he's Hades' son" Percy said, and Grover raised an eyebrow.

"You're so stubborn. Fine, I'll go with you on this one, but you better give me proof or I'm never believing you ever again" He said. Percy grinned and let them out of the room, finding three mothers stood outside waiting for them to emerge. They all gave them dirty looks as they left. Grover just waved.

"So, if Nico is a Hero, why did he take Annabeth?" Percy wondered as they roamed the store. Grover picked up a newspaper, scanning the first page before showing Percy.

"Well there's this guy who took The Oracle; maybe its Nico getting revenge for his sister dying or something and he's just kidnapping Annabeth because he's bored of Night Owl not showing up" He said, though by the tone of his voice Percy knew he didn't believe it. Percy's curiosity was roused by the article though; why would this guy want Night Owl instead of The Oracle? That girl could see the future and instead he asks for the smartass. This guy had less brains than Percy did.

"Maybe" Percy mumbled "Night Owl will probably be making a plan to get her back without a trade, I wonder if she needs any help. You could come along too and we'll all-

"How many times do I have to tell you? I. Am. Retired" Grover sighed. Percy clicked his tongue irritably and put the paper down.

"You suck. I'll go by myself" He said.

"You don't even know where she is" Grover pointed out.

"I'll find her. And Annabeth too, because I'm awesome"

"Of course you are" Grover muttered, but Percy was already leaving and didn't hear him.

Wearing the suit under his clothes was irritating, but damn was it useful when he didn't have time to go home and changed. Percy stripped off his clothes on the roof of the store, shoving them into the corner where he would get them later, and pulled the mask over his head and as far down his nose as it would go. He always got serious helmet hair when he took it off, but it hid his identity well so he couldn't complain. Percy raised his arms and water flooded out of a nearby water tower, forming a wave under him which carried him across the town. Seriously, Night Owl's flying and Blue Spark's running had nothing on this. Surfing on a wave was the best way of getting anywhere ever.

Where to look first? Percy was good at knowing all of Night Owl's favourite spots; a certain rooftop that was full of plants and trees, the tree near the cemetery where there was a perfect view of the first team's memorial statues, and the rooftop of the coffee shop she visited often. She wasn't in any of these places when Percy checked. Would she even be on patrol at this time? She wasn't usually. Dammit. Percy hadn't thought this through.

"You know, why you like her is anyone's guess; she's a big ball of moody feathers" A voice said from behind him, and Percy turned to find the Praetor stood watching him. She always looked very regal, wearing deep purple and gold. Percy thought she could belong in the museum, a Roman woman leading an army into battle.

"What are you doing here?" He asked her curiously, and she smiled.

"I was curious about the whole 'trade The Oracle for Night Owl article'. She told me she and Huntress had a plan"

"Huntress? The Huntress? She's retired!" Percy exclaimed. The Praetor smirked.

"Not if it comes to Night Owl. They told me that they knew where The Oracle was being held thanks to a friend they know, said I should stand by in case anyone comes to interfere. I'm guessing that's you"

Percy huffed.

"I was worried" He said.

"Whatever you want to call it Typhoon, if it helps you sleep at night" She said.

"Where are they?"

"Does it look like I'm going to tell you?" She asked. Percy thought it didn't. The Praetor was impossible to bribe or extract information from. No wonder Night Owl asked her to keep an eye out; she would not give away a thing.

"Ugh, please?" He asked. She looked amused.

"Night Owl gave me strict instructions to only call for backup if they weren't back in one hour. Until then you're out of luck"

Percy sighed, glaring at The Praetor moodily. Night Owl was his friend, why wouldn't she ask for his help on this? Okay yeah, she had told him not to speak to her but that was only because he was right and she couldn't stand thinking about her mom. She had to have calmed down since then, right? No way could she still hate him.

"She is good at holding grudges about people who talk about Athena. You should really stop thinking aloud" The Praetor smirked. Percy just took off into the sky on his wave.

"Oh Percy, she can handle herself" His mom chided when he showed up to the Infirmary. His Mom had been the healer for the first team; that was how she met his dad. She didn't have any powers, but she could whip up this amazing batch of ambrosia that could cure just about anything. She called it 'the food of the Gods', and Percy very much agreed.

"I know Mom, I've seen her in action. But its not just her; Annabeth has disappeared too" He said, and his mom tried not to smile.

"Is this the same girl Grover told me you liked?" She asked. Percy vowed to hide all of the Mexican food (Grover's favourite) when he got home. The guy could not shut his mouth for two seconds.

"Its just a crush, she works in the museum"

"Tell me about her, take your mind off Night Owl"

So Percy did. He told his mom about her job translating the huge books written in Latin and Greek, how she wore a huge sweater (he left out the part that he thought she was adorable when she pulled the sleeves over her fingers) and was good friends with Piper, who worked on the Greek artwork. His Mom smiled the whole time he talked, checking on another batch of ambrosia that was almost ready to be used.

"So, you met this girl less than a week ago and you like her?"

"I feel like I know her from somewhere" Percy admitted "I don't know what it is"

"Well you said she was smart, maybe she just reminds you of Night Owl a little. You have known her for longer"

Percy sighed and smiled at his mom. She always smiled when he was around, keeping him happy, but he knew she was still sad about his dad. Percy didn't know his dad all that well; once he decided he was doing his own superhero thing he didn't see him that much, but his mom loved him. She always used to talk about him, and then after Gaea; not so much. Percy wanted to ask, but he didn't want to see his mom sad. She didn't deserve to be sad about anything at all.

"Maybe, Mom. But Night Owl is just my friend" He said, and she chuckled.

"You have always been far too loyal to your friends. Just remember that she isn't as trusting as you. I say you should ask this Annabeth to dinner or a movie or something, she sounds good for you"

Percy was going to complain, but then his phone buzzed; his other, hero phone that Chiron had given to him earlier that day with the other hero's numbers already programmed in. The Praetor flashed up on the screen, and he answered.

"Hello?"

"The hour is up Typhoon, and your friends aren't back. You want to know where they went or not?"