A/N-Once you read it may not seem like this, but I actually had a hard time writing this piece but anyway, I will be updating more chapters soon!
"Hi."
"Bye." Percy Jackson scooted away from the daughter of Atlas, nearing closer to the edge of the seat.
"Listen, Percy," Calypso edged closer to him. "I'm sorry, it's just that…you know what, you have no reason to be mad at me."
"Oh, I have no reason to be mad?" Percy raised his eyebrows, maneuvering across the big house. "I think I have every reason to be mad. Seriously, I spent five years on an isolated island with you, and now I find out that you were plotting my death the whole entire time. Yeah, I guess I should forgive you, huh?"
"It'd be nice." Calypso said wistfully. "But I had no clue th-"
"Then why'd you give me that watch?"
"You said Hercules was your favorite hero, Percy. I just thought that giving you the watch would be really cool."
"In fact, why'd you keep it so long?"
"It was the only thing anyone's ever left on my island, did you want me to just throw it away?"
Percy flung his hands into the air. "THANK YOU! Now that you mention it, if I were you, I would've thrown it away, since every memory of the guy who stepped on my island then left is basically on that watch. So, yes, I'd rather throw it away."
"You're not me, Percy." Calypso eyes stung. "And if you were, you'd know how sorry I am."
Percy's eyes softened a bit. "I know and I will forgive you if you tell me the truth."
"The whole truth?" Calypso whispered.
"Everything."
"I will. Soon." The girl promised.
A smile tugged at the boy's lips, his eyes shinning as he motioned towards a chair. "Shall we? They'll be here any second."
"Yes, we shall." Calypso smiled, sitting next to Percy.
After a few minutes, Malcolm entered followed by all the counselors and Beckendorf in a wheelchair.
"So…" Annabeth slid in next to the son of Artemis. "What's this meeting for again?"
"War stuff, I guess." Percy shrugged; uneasy.
"Do you still feel…weird after the whole interrogation at the beach?" Annabeth whispered casually, but honestly, she wanted to know.
"I don't know." Percy answered; brief. Then in a low voice, "Annabeth, you deserve to know. I'll have to tell you later, kay?" Percy's eyes met hers.
Chiron was the last one so he proceeded to lock the door behind him.
"Counselors, what I'm about to say in this meeting shall remain here and is strictly confidential-you can't tell any one of your siblings."
The demigods nodded, understanding the gravity of what their mentor was about to tell them.
"There is a spy among us and they've been feeding information to Kronos and his army."
After an eruption of gasps and shock, Annabeth asked the ground breaking question.
"Who is it?"
"I don't know, my dear." Chiron said, shaking his head. "They've threatened to expose him/her-who is a vital key to the foreboding prophecy-and kill them. Which, in turn, will distort the prophecy.
"So this could either benefit us…" Malcolm trailed off.
"Or destroy us." Thalia finished.
"Why?" Percy spoke up. "Why are they threatening their own spy if it might harm them?"
"Kronos and his army have offered to leave the prophecy as is, if,"
The whole room was deathly quiet, the "if" hanging in the air.
"If we tell them where Lord Chaos is."
All heads turned to Percy, who had a blank expression.
"I'm not going to reveal the location of Chaos-I mean, how am I supposed to know if the spy isn't in this room?" The son of Artemis shrugged. "They can mess up the prophecy; for all I care."
"Percy," Chiron started. "I wasn't asking you where Cha-"
"True." He pointed out. "But who else would know?"
The centaur nodded, dismissing the campers.
Annabeth Pov-
"Hey Percy." I said, sitting down next to the demigod.
His gold eyes had been lost, looking into the sea.
"Sometimes I wonder," Percy chuckled slightly. He glanced at me for second before looking back. "Never mind, it's stupid."
I laughed, nudging his shoulder. "You can tell me anything, Seaweed Brain."
"What if I'd came back earlier?" Percy turned towards me, out noses slightly touching. "Since we kind of, kissed. Do you think we would've…"
"Dated?" I breathed, wanting nothing more than to bridge that gap.
"Yeah." Percy whispered. "Truth is, Annabeth, I've always felt something more than friendship for you; I just never realized it until Mount Helena. Then Calypso, and now I'm…I'm confused."
Before I could react, Percy swept his hand over my cheek, making me shudder.
"I'm s-sorry." He stammered, a guilty look crossing his features.
I smiled at him, leaning in. Percy also leaned in, his gold eyes smoldering.
Just as our lips brushed, we realized we had a visitor.
"Well, what've we got here, Peruses?"
Percy shucked in a sharp breath while I started to count to ten.
"How are you doing today, Thalia?"
"I'm feeling a whole lot better now, thanks for asking." A smirk appeared on the hunter's face, electric sparks forming at her fingertips.
A/N-So much tension.