Sorry I didn't update yesterday. Explanation in the down below.

Characters and dialogue belongeth to the Lord Rick Riordan.

All hail.

Why did it have to be Hera? Why?

Sometimes I think she planned all of these things out just to get me mad.

I crossed my arms. "Well, whoever they are, maybe we should thank them. If they can shut up Hera—"

"Annabeth," Chiron interrupted, "she is still one of the Olympians. In many ways, she is the glue that holds the gods' family together. If she truly has been imprisoned and is in danger of destruction, this could shake the foundations of the world. It could unravel the stability of Olympus, which is never great even in the best of times. And if Hera has asked Jason for help—"

"Fine," I grumbled. "Well, we know Titans can capture a god, right? Atlas captured Artemis a few years ago." Same with me. "And in the old stories, the gods captured each other all the time. But something worse than a Titan...?" I trailed off, not really wanting to hear the answer.

Jason glanced at Seymour. "Hera said she'd been trying to break through her prison bonds for a month."

"Which is how long Olympus has been closed," I said. "So the gods must know something bad is going on."

"But why use her energy to send me here?" Jason asked. "She wiped my memory, plopped me into the Wilderness School field trip, and sent you a dream vision to come pick me up. Why am I so important? Why not just send up an emergency flare to the other gods-let them know where she is so they bust her out?"

"The gods need heroes to do their wil down here on earth," Rachel said. "That's right, isn't it? Their fates are always intertwined with demigods."

"That's true," I said, "but Jason's got a point. Why him? Why take his memory?"

"And Piper's involved somehow," Rachel said. "Hera sent her the same message—Free me. And, Annabeth, this must have something to do with Percy's disappearing."

I frowned. Why Jason? And the same with Percy? Where did he go? And why Hera out of all the gods?

I noticed that someone had been quiet for a long time. I looked at him.

"Why are you so quiet, Chiron? What is it that we're facing?"

Chiron looked sadly at me. "My dear, in this, I cannot help you. I am so sorry."

What? He's always been there, always had the answer. He couldn't just back out now, couldn't stop helping at a time like this. Especially with Percy gone!

"You've never...you've never kept information from me. Even the last great prophecy-"

"I will be in my office," he interrupted, his voice heavy. "I need some time to think before dinner. Rachel, will you watch the girl? Call Argus to bring her to the infirmary, if you'd like. And Annabeth, you should speak with Jason. Tell him about—about the Greek and Roman gods."

"But..."

Chiron turned his wheelchair away from me and rolled down the hallway. I turned angry. He would back out just at the exact wrong moment. I glared at his office door that he had just closed and muttered a curse in Greek.

Jason looked apologetic. "I'm sorry. I think my being here—I don't know. I've messed things up coming to the camp, somehow. Chiron said he'd sworn an oath and couldn't talk about it."

"What oath?" I demanded. "I've never seen him act this way. And why would he tell me to talk to you about the gods..."

I trailed off, and I saw Jason's sword lying on the coffee table. I touched the blade gingerly, expecting it to burn me. I didn't like the look of it at all.

"Is this gold? Do you remember where you got it?"

"No," Jason said. "Like I said, I don't remember anything."

I nodded, thinking fast. "If Chiron won't help, we'll need to figure things out ourselves. Which means...Cabin Fifteen. Rachel, you'll keep an eye on Piper?"

"Sure," Rachel promised. "Good luck, you two."

"Hold on," Jason said. "What's Cabin Fifteen?"

I walked over to the door. "Maybe a way to get your memory back."

xXx

I lead him to Hypnos' cabin. As I swung open the door, Jason stopped me.

"You think this is my parent's cabin?" he asked.

"No," I said. "This is the cabin for Hypnos, the god of sleep."

"Then why—"

"You've forgotten everything," I cut in. "If there's any god who can help us figure out memory loss, it's Hypnos." And I strode inside.

Jason walked in behind me and the minute he stepped through the door, his eyes started to droop. I saw his knees start to collapse.

"Snap out of it," I said, nudging him.

Jason looked startled and looked around.

"Cabin Fifteen does that to everyone," I warned him. "If you ask me, this place is even more dangerous than the Ares cabin. At least with Ares, you can learn where the land mines are."

"Land mines?"

Not wanting to explain, I walked over to the nearest sleeping kid and shook him. Hard. "Clovis! Wake up!"

He didn't budge. I got annoyed. "Clovis!" I shook his shoulder harder, but realizing it wasn't doing anything, I hit his forehead about six times.

"Wh-wh-what?" Clovis complained. He sat up, blinking at us blearily, and yawned hugely. Jason and I did, too. I snapped my mouth shut.

"Stop that!" I said. "We need your help."

"I was sleeping," he whined.

"You're always sleeping."

"Good night."

Before he could pass out again, I grabbed his pillow and chucked it behind me.

"That's not fair," Clovis complained weakly. "Give it back."

"First help. Then sleep."

He sighed. "Fine. What?"

I started to explain what happened to Jason, but Clovis kept dozing off. I had to keep snapping my fingers under his nose to keep him awake.

Man, this kid annoyed me.

When I finished, Clovis actually stood up and stretched. He must have been excited.

"So you don't remember anything, huh?" he asked Jason.

"Just impressions," Jason said. "Feelings, like..."

"Yes?" Clovis pressed.

"Like I know I shouldn't be here. At this camp. I'm in danger."

"Hmm. Close your eyes."

Jason looked at me, and I nodded reassuringly. He closed his eyes.

He swayed on the spot, and I caught him and dragged him to a chair by the fire. Clovis' eyes were also closed, but I knew he wasn't sleeping. Miraculously.

I sat there in the silence, watching the branch drip the River Lethe.

I saw a shimmer out of the corner of my eye.

I turned, and Jason was transparent. He was almost completely gone.

"Jason!"

I leapt forward and tried to shake him awake. My hands passed right through him. I almost fell back, staring at my hands. I was stunned.

Snap out of it!

"Clovis!" I grabbed his shoulders. Thankfully, he was solid. "Clovis, come back! Jason!"

"Gah! What?" he yelped, opening his eyes.

"Jason!" I repeated.

He glanced at Jason.

"Oh, gods!" He closed his eyes again, and I slowly saw Jason become more and more solid. I gingerly put my hand on his shoulder. It didn't pass through. I sighed.

"Oh, gods…" I groaned.

Clovis nodded and we knelt by Jason.

"This is serious, all right," Clovis said.

Jason's eyes suddenly snapped open. He looked bewildered.

"What happened? How long—"

"Just a few minutes," I said, trying to sound calm. "But it was tense. You almost dissolved."

He stared at me, but my expression remained the same.

"Usually," Clovis said, "memories are lost for a good reason. They sink under the surface like dreams, and with a good sleep, I can bring them back. But this…"

"Lethe?" I asked.

"No," Clovis said. "Not even Lethe."

"Lethe?" Jason asked.

Clovis pointed to the Lethe branch dripping above the fireplace. "The River Lethe in the Underworld. It dissolves your memories, wipes your mind clean permanently. That's the branch of a poplar tree from the Underworld, dipped into the Lethe. It's the symbol of my father, Hypnos. Lethe is not a place you want to go swimming."

Annabeth nodded. "Percy went there once. He told me it was powerful enough to wipe the mind of a Titan."

For some reason, Jason looked relieved. "But…that's not my problem?"

"No," Clovis agreed. "Your mind wasn't wiped, and your memories weren't buried. They've been stolen."

A long chapter for you guys because ya'll deserve it.

And I just didn't update yesterday. I will be updating again today :)

I didn't update yesterday like I was planning because my friend from Minnesota came over to my house yesterday!

No offense, but I wanted to hang out with her more than write a story for you. Sorry, truth hurts.

:) LOL JK GUYS. I LUV YA!

But still.

Anyway, I will be putting up a new chapter today. I just have to write it, first...

I better get started on that.

PS. Happy Cinco de Mayo! (did I spell that right? I'm in French, not Spanish...) Bring out the pinata and burritos!

Ole!

EDIT: Sorry to you who got the email saying I updated, and then it wasn't there. I posted it and was reading through.

Egad, there were a lot of grammar mistakes, so I took it down. Hopefully, I got them all!