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I woke to the sound of mindless chatter around me. Familiar voices they all were, and yet, I couldn't place them.

Will she be ok? Or Gods, that looks bad, I hope she's all right. Also, What will Percy think? Percy, who was probably fighting right now. I hoped he was all right.

I opened my eyes to a wave of nausea, which I tried to fight off. Everything was still burred, and this time, tinged with yellow dots, that seemed to be moving, and spinning. I realized Silena was in front of me, wiping a cool cloth on my forehead, which didn't do much difference, but I was still thankful for the help.

Surrounding her were a crowd of my siblings, and a few others. They looked plenty worried. How badly injured was I really?

When I looked down to see it, it was already bandaged up. How long had I been out?

My thoughts were interrupted when Percy pushed through the crowd, looking really worried. His eyes were a darker shade of green than usual, and the corners of his lips were tugged into a slight frown.

" Annabeth . . . " he choked up. I hoped he didn't blame himself, like he always did.

" Poison on the dagger," I mutterered," Pretty stupid of me, huh?"

I noticed that Will Solace was unwrapping my bandages, and I almost passed out when I saw it. The space surrounding the wound was a deep green color.

Percy almost fell over when he saw it, if it was possible; he seemed even more worried about it.

Will Solace exhaled, which filled me with relief," It's not so bad Annabeth . . . " And after that I couldn't concentrate, because of that high pitched ringing sound which still filled my ears. I could barely tell what was going on.

Through my misty vision, I could see Will grab a canteen of nectar. I would stay still to make the job easier for him. But, I needed reassurance. I grabbed Percy's warm, soft hand, which gave me comfort. At least until he started to clean the wound out, which made me feel like he was jabbing daggers in to the wound, and left them there.

" Ow, ow, ow," I muttered. I squeezed Percy's hand tighter, watching the wound be cleaned out. When Will finished, I looked over at my hand holding Percy's. His hand was purple, oops.

I looked back to Will, to find fresh bandages over the wound, and a very sick looking Will. Must have taken lots of energy to heal me.

He said something to Percy about using my shield to keep an eye on things. My vision cleared a little, and the ringing in my ears momentarily stopped, but it still felt like my insides had been frozen, then micro waved. I got that line from Percy; it's what he's said after the scorpion bit him a few years ago. I now realized how accurate it was.

" Thanks man," Percy said to Will.

Will nodded," Just take your time."

He closed the terrace doors, and left Silena, Percy, and me alone. Silena was still pressing a cool cloth against my forehead," This is all my fault."

How could she say that, when this was all my fault. I hated it when people blamed themselves for things they weren't responsible for," No, Silena how is it your fault?"

" I've never been any good at camp," she muttered. Not like you or Percy. If I was a better fighter. . . "

Was she kidding? Ok first of all, she's an Aphrodite kid, and there not usually built that way, and they normally don't want to be. Second, she was great at camp! She was the best Pegasus rider we had, better than Percy or I. Everyone had their skills in different places. What's so wrong about that?

" You're a great camper," Percy comforted," You're the best Pegasus rider we have. And you get along with people. Believe me, anyone who can make friends with Clarisse has talent." So true. My head started throbbing again. Urgh, this was getting annoying, I couldn't think straight.

Silenas eyes lit up, and she said something about getting the Ares cabin to help us fight, which seemed like a great idea. I nodded at Percy slightly, letting him know he should let her go.

He was telling her she was the best to try, when a sharp pain dug into my head. Not a migraine too!

Under the light, all I wanted to do was close my eyes to the blackness, but I kept them open. I vaguely saw Silena hug Percy, send an apology glance my way, and head off.

Percy sat down beside me, and put his cold hand on my forehead. I couldn't help but notice he looked cute when he was worried. His eyebrows get all scrunched together.

From the weird look he gave me, I realized I had probably just said that aloud. Oops. I spend all those years either hiding, or giving hints of my feelings, and now, under all this pain, it just spilled out.

Thank the gods Percy didn't reply to that," You are not going to die when I owe you a favor. Why did you take that knife?"

" You would've done the same for me." I told him, without any bit of hesitation.

Percy thought a moment, and then asked a bit quieter," How did you know?"

" Know what?"

Percy glanced around, seeing if anyone were around, like someone would before they told a secret." My Achilles spot. If you hadn't taken that knife. I would've died."

Panic welled up in my chest. He had been so close to dying, it was hard to bear. My I guess I owed him, after all of those times he had saved me.

I remember him looking straight in to my eyes, distracting me from the Lotus Hotel, and Casino, so we could escape.

Him and I in a bubble underwater in the Siren bay, after he had saved me from he Sirens.

Him holding the sky, which had saved all of us, so Artimis could fight. I'll never forget the look he had on his face. It was so determined, even though it was also painful. It sort of had scarred me, seeing someone I relied on so much, in a weak state. I don't know why, but it just did.

And the kiss, last summer, right before he had almost died, and let me get away.

But now, I had saved him, and it felt good, to know that I had sort of paid it all off. Percy had told me he owed me though, which isn't really the way I thought of it.

And his spot. He could have actually died. Like, gone. No more Percy there, ever. I don't even know how I would have felt.

Some part of me wanted to know where his spot was. I wanted to be able to protect him, if I could. But, it would be really wrong to ask that, right?

It was his personal business, not mine, at all. But . . . if I had a spot, would I trust him with it? I would. No doubt. If I couldn't trust him, I couldn't trust anyone. Plus, most of the time, he would do the same.

I took the risk," I don't know Percy. I just had this feeling you were in danger. Where . . . where is the spot?"

His eyes widened for a moment, and I was afraid I shouldn't have asked. But then, his expression softened, and he told me," The small of my back." I was totally shocked, that he had trusted me so much. Just . . . wow. He must really trust me. A whole lot.

I lifted my hand," Where here?" I put my finger his spine, and he gently moved my fingers to the spot. Something about it seemed . . . different. I saw him shiver when I touched it. I suddenly felt a lot closer to Percy. We were defiantly more connected somehow.

" You saved me," Percy said," Thanks."

I removed my hand, but he kept his there," So you owe me. What else is new?"

He didn't really owe me, of course, not in my eyes. I wondered, if he could trust me with something as big as an Achilles spot, I could trust him with that visit from Luke right? I owed him that much at least.

" You asked why Hermes was mad at me," I said.

" Hey, you need to rest-"

" No, I want to tell you. It's been bothering me for a long time. " I moved my shoulder slightly and winced," Last year, Luke came to see me in San Francisco."

" In person?" Percy looked hurt," He came to your house?"

" This was before we went in to the Labyrinth, before . . . " I faltered, before he became Kronos. But it was too painful to say," He came under a flag of truce. He sad he only wanted five minutes to talk. He looked scared, Percy. He told me Kronos was going to use him to take over the world. He said he wanted to run away, like the old days. He wanted me to come with him."

" But you didn't trust him," Percy said, but it sounded more like a question to me the way he dragged out each word.

" Of course not, I thought it was a trick. Plus, well . . . a lot of things had changed since the old days. " I meant, I hadn't known Percy. I probably would have gone with him, if there were no Percy at all. I needed him, and so I had stayed," I told Luke there was no way. He got mad. He said . . . he said I might as well fight him right there, because it was the last chance I'd get."

I felt feverish again, this was all too much for me." It's okay," Percy told me," try to get some rest."

" You don't understand Percy. Hermes was right. Maybe if I'd gone with him, I could've changed his mind. Or, or I had a knife. Luke was unarmed. I could've-"

" Killed him," Percy paused," You know that wouldn't have been right."

I squeezed my eyes shut," Luke said Kronos would use him like a stepping-stone. Those were his exact words. Kronos would use Luke, and become even more powerful." I had to admit; it felt good to let this all out.

" He did that. He possessed Luke's body."

" But what if Luke's body is only a transition? What if Kronos has a plan to become even more powerful? I could've stopped him. This war is my fault." I spat the last part out, letting my anger, and sadness at myself show.

His eyebrows scrunched up more, and his eyes glazed over a bit, they even became a bit watery, as he stared at me. He opened his mouth to say something, when the terrace door opened. Connor Stoll stepped through. What had Percy been about to say?

" Percy," Connor said, glancing at me. I guessed there was probably more bad news, but he didn't want to say it in front of me. " Mrs. O'Leary just came back with Grover. I think you should talk with him."

Reluctantly, he stood up, and left, after glancing back to meet my eyes for a moment. I think I almost melted, and then he left, Connor following after him.

I was alone again, until Grover slipped out on to the deck." Gods Annabeth, are you ok?"

I nodded my grimly.

" What happened? I mean, I heard you were hurt, but how . . .?"

I gulped," It was Percy, he-he would've died. I took the knife. I just, did."

He looked at me shocked, then said," But Percy's invulnerable, unless . . . wait, you don't right?"

" I don't . . .what?"

" You, know where his spot is."

" I-I didn't. At least then, it was just a feeling, I-"

" It's ok, I'm not going to ask." He sat down beside me." Two months." He muttered.

" How, um, did that happen any way?" I asked.

" It was Morpheus!" he said angrily," I'm lucky I woke up at all! Bla-ah-ah." He did that irritated bleat, and I cracked a smile.

Thalia slid out on to the porch, and said," Hey, Annabeth. I hope your ok."

" I'll be up and fighting in no time," I told her.

She looked at Grover," A uh, Titan wants to see us under the flag of truce," She told him," Percy's coming to."

She glanced at me," I want to come." I told her weakly.

" No, Annabeth, just stay here. You need rest for now, so you can be up and fighting in no time." She quoted me.

I huffed," Fine. Just make sure nobody gets hurt."

" Well be careful." Grover said. And with that, they left, to visit the Titan under truce. I hoped it wasn't a trick.

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