Instead of venturing their way home in the dark, Will and Nico stayed in the guest bedroom for the night. Annabeth told me to have a snack and go sleep while she talked to Nixon about all that had happened with Alec. I wanted to help but Annabeth's suggestion sound very appealing, so I made myself a sandwich and stole a few cookies from the cupboard before going to sleep.

(Time skip)

I didn't have nightmares that night, which was good because Annabeth was awake nearly the whole night. Piper Iris messaged me again the next morning to tell us to meet her at her dad's house later today. One problem, The McLean mansion is in Nevada. Shadow travel was out of the question and Mrs. O'Leary couldn't carry all of us, so I needed to find us a ride. So I decided to call my cousin.

When the Iris message to Apollo popped up, he was watching Doctor Who on his godly flat-screen.

"Apollo!" I yelled as loudly as I could to get his attention and hopefully scare him in the process. I succeeded in both.

"Perseus! Not cool, man! What do you want?" He paused his tv show and stared at me expectantly.

"We need a ride to Nevada," I said, not bothering to explain. He groaned, sending wistful glances at the tv. I raised my eyebrows. After I found his car keys last week (And yes, I mean the keys to his chariot. No, I didn't know his chariot had keys either.) he owed me. Regrettably, Doctor Who would have to wait.

"Finnneee," he groaned. "I'll be there in five." Apollo glared at me one last time and swished his hand through the Iris message. Once it was over, I got up to tell Annabeth. I found her making coffee in the kitchen. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and pajama shorts. Beautiful. I snaked my arms around her waist and rested my chin on her shoulder.

"Good morning Seaweed brain," she said.

I yawned and explained the situation, "Morning Wise girl."

"PDA!" Will whisper-yelled from the living room. Nico was sound asleep in his lap so I really hoped he was joking. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"I talked to Apollo, he's going to be here in a couple minutes to give us a ride to Piper's place," I told them. Will nodded and began to gently wake Nico up.

Annabeth turned to me, her fiery grey eyes bearing into my skull. "Five minutes? Percy, I haven't gotten anything ready!" She quickly rushed from the room, leaving me to finish the coffee. I didn't understand what she meant by saying she "Hasn't gotten anything ready," she spent twenty minutes getting maps and blueprints and researching Steve's and his friends Bucky's background information to see what could have happened to him. Nothing ready, huh?

When I heard a loud crash in my backyard, I decided that we should probably get a helipad.

"Percy Jackson if that god destroyed Masia's rose garden you are going to personally replant every plant in the back yard!" Annabeth yelled from somewhere in her office. Nico walked into the kitchen looking more like a zombie than the corpses he often raised in battle.

Apollo's cheery voice sang a terribly tune from outside. "Sorry I crushed your flowers, Perc!"

Greeeaat. Annabeth re-entered the room with a pointed look on her face. She had on a pair of navy blue jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt, and of course her outfit was not complete without the dagger strapped to her thigh. She looked just as gorgeous as ever, smirk and all. Will and Nico were already outside.

"Percy," she said.

I answered with a simple, "Yes?"

"Get dressed."

Oh right, I was still wearing pajamas. She rolled her eyes and went outside to talk to Apollo.

When I was finally dressed and ready to go, I found Apollo trying to flirt with Annabeth outside. HA, nice try dude. Even the gods should know not to flirt with Annabeth Jackson.

You ever see a god get judo flipped? Pretty entertaining.

"Can we just get this show on the road?" I whined, "I'm bored already!"

"Me too, we should hurry,"

I jumped at the sound of Nixon's voice, causing him to smirk in satisfaction.

"Dude, you don't just scare people like that! Not cool!"

Annabeth glared at the both of us and pointed back towards the house.

"Nixon Grover Jackson you go back inside right now!" She said in her mom-voice that Nixon and I were both all too familiar with. I exchanged a glance with my son and knew exactly how this was going down. Nico gave me a look that said he did too. He leaned back, looking like he needed a bowl of popcorn or something.

"Mom, you know I'm a lot like you and Dad. If you guys leave to go do something that's possible dangerous and going to for sure help Nico, then I'm coming whether you like it or not. If I don't come with you now I'll just get there some other way that will probably be more dangerous. Like, say, getting a ride on an old zoo truck with a zebra, antelope, and starving lion," he suggested. Annabeth glared at him.

I heard Will whisper, "buurrrnnn," under his breath but point to me when Annabeth looked at him.

"He has a good point," I said. She glared at me too.

Nixon looked at me and shrugged, then jumped into the chariot and gave Hermes a high five.

"All right! Now I've got three Jackson's on board. I'm like, a celebrity or something."

I decided not to point out that technically there were four of us. Nixon poked his head over the side of the chariot as we lifted off and I took hold of his arm. Just in case. Annabeth took my other hand and leaned comfortably into me.

(Hey guys! I'm so so sorry I didn't update yesterday but something came up. I began to feel very sick and vomiting up a lot of blood and my parents had to take me to the hospital. I spent the night there and have been heavily sedated for most of the time so I haven't had a lot of time to update. I've been diagnosed with Cdiff so I'll be home for a long while, which means at least I'll have a lot of time to write and update. Thanks for bearing with me! Like usual, comment what you'd like to see next and I'll try to include it in future chapters. Thanks!)