(A/N)- OMG I am so sorry I haven't updated! My dad took away my computer and shut down the Wi-Fi! D: It was horrible! But my apologies! This chapter is about Annabeth's dream vision of Hera to come rescue Jason, Piper, and Leo! *throws confetti in the air*!

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Annabeth's POV

The tears were flooded down my cheeks like tidal waves. I sat down hard at the base of Cabin Six's porch. Where was he? Two days, nineteen hours, and twenty-two minutes had gone by since I woke up without a boyfriend. It was taking away all my energy. I threw my face into my palms and sat there, for maybe ten minutes, crying like a pathetic little baby. It must've been eleven o'clock at night, but I'd held the tears in for this long and they refused to stay put any longer.

"No, no, no," I mumbled to myself, which was kind of pointless. "Why did you leave me?"

Gone. He was gone. I had a feeling that I wasn't going to find him for a while, either. I could've sat there and drained my tears for hours. I asked whatever god that would help to show me where he was.

No response.

"Percy," I mumbled. "where are you?"

I couldn't breathe. It was like my heart was being stabbed by rusty nails. The door of the Athena Cabin creaked open and somebody walked out onto the porch.

Creak. Creak. Creak.

The person sat beside me and an arm went around my shoulder.

"It's okay. We'll find him."

I shook my head in disagreement. "No, Malcolm. It's not okay, he's gone!

"We will find him. Everything is going to turn out fine."

I nodded but I couldn't believe him. Arguing is useless when it's against Malcolm.

"But why? Where would he have gone? He tells me everything. He didn't have any reason to want to leave."

He shook his head, mystified. "I don't know, Annabeth. But you ever need somebody to talk to? I'm always going to be your big brother."

I almost smiled.

"Now are you going to stay out here all night and freeze?" Malcolm asked.

I sighed and stared at the grass. "Go call lights out. I'll be inside in a minute."

He nodded, stood up, and walked inside.

It was a cold night, and I was freezing right along with my broken heart. He'll be back, I thought. This isn't the first time. Despite the freezing temperature, I didn't need a jacket. I was too busy thinking about my lost boyfriend. I thought about the last time he ran away. It was when we were doing a cabin inspection right before the war started. He had said the wrong thing to me, something about dreaming about Rachel. I tried to hold my anger in, but that just doesn't work as well whenever you have ADHD. Was that it? Did he run away because I did the wrong thing? When he came back he had a curse, something that would make him stronger, yet a whole lot weaker, too.

I stared over the commons area and over Long Island Sound. I could practically see his face etched into the water. My last tear of the night dropped into my lap and I stood up and walked into Cabin Six, my home.

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I dreamed I was sitting down laughing in the strawberry fields. Percy was beside me. He had just tripped face-first in the strawberries, and now he was trying to make up lame excuses that only Seaweed Brain could make up while the satyrs bleated and cussed at him. It was before we started going out, earlier this year. We were having a great time, but things were really serious at camp and I knew he was just going to end up going home again soon, just so he could hang out with stupid Rachel. He was choosing a mortal over me. So I was determined to have fun. Maybe he would finally notice me as more than just a friend.

I threw a strawberry at his face. He was just starting to say something, so when he opened up to speak, he got a mouthful.

"Ammuhbeh!" he shouted as I ran away. He grabbed an entire vine of berries and got to his feet. I couldn't stop laughing, so when I doubled over, he caught up right away.

The dream shifted. I was on Olympus, in the throne room, which, might I add, I designed myself. It was empty all except for the throne of my least-favorite goddess-Hera. We supposedly made peace last summer, but there had been more cows stalking me. And I stepped-in-dung. I didn't have anything good to say.

"Annabeth Chase," she said.

I tried to keep calm. "Lady Hera." I grudgingly bowed.

"I understand that you are searching for your boyfriend, Percy Jackson."

My teeth clinched. "Yes, lady. Can you help?" I asked, though I was thinking more of Get off your lazy royal butt and search, you fat ugly cow lady!

She smiled as if I were amusing. "I am the goddess of family, marriage, protector of the family. I know when it's love. You, Annabeth, obviously have feelings for this boy. You two led the battle of Manhattan last summer, and saved Olympus. In return, I will give you the answer you're looking for."

My eyes darted up. "You actually would help?"

She sneered. "Do not disrespect me again, Ms. Chase. I'm trying to help you, child."

There's a first, I was thinking.

"Go to the Grand Canyon," she said. "Look for the boy with one shoe. He's the answer." She smiled as she described him. She acted as if Percy were her son or something, which he would never accept. He would throw up at the thought.

"Thank you, lady," I said, but I didn't really trust her words. She was glaring as the picture got smaller and smaller, as I got further away. Then my world started spinning and I screamed loud enough for the world to hear.

People were calling my name. I wasn't dreaming anymore. I opened my eyes and found most of my cabin staring at me with identical worried expressions.

There was a blend of, "Annabeth?" or, "What happened?" or, "She's not stable," or "Are you okay?"

My eyebrows scrunched up and I closed my eyes tightly. Then they opened.

My sister, Victoria Gates (Yes, her dad is Bill Gates), said, "Annabeth, what happened?"

I sat up. "I need to talk to Chiron. Now. I had a dream about Percy."

They all gave me looks of shock and pain, like his disappearance was hurting them, too, and Victoria and Malcolm grabbed my hands. We were still in pajamas, but that didn't seem to faze them. They dragged me over the hills of Camp Half-Blood until we reached the Big House.

We were gasping for air. Together we walked our last few steps to the back of the cabin and started banging on the doors, more like a bunch of bears than a few anxious demigods. The door opened and Chiron peeked his head out, looking drowsy.

"What is the meaning of this?" he asked.

I took a breath. "I think I found Percy."

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(A/N.2)- Aww! Doesn't that make you people sad? She didn't really find out where he was for an entire week after! D; The next chapter goes to the courtesy of Chick With Brains, She's really awesome. It's going to be about that little scene in TLT where Annabeth tells Percy that her third summer's bead was a centaur in a prom dress, and that it was really weird... You know, on the trip to Vegas? :D