Ok, so I'm not going to lie this is a filler chapter. Bear with me and I promise next chapter will be better!

Annabeth woke up sometime later with a migraine that could rival that of concussion patient. The past day's events weighed down on her, and there was nothing that she could do about it. She was now "married" even though it didn't feel that way. Annabeth had always thought that her marriage would be special, a day that she would remember for the rest of her life. Remember she would, but not for the reasons she wanted. Her marriage was a prison, and that was exactly how she intended to treat it.

These thoughts were cut off when Annabeth's stomach rumbled. She realized that she hadn't eaten anything in the last 24 hours due to her mom being in such a rush and her dramatic exit. After that scene there was no way Annabeth was going down to face Percy. He may not be the villain in her situation, but he sure as hell wasn't the hero. Percy had agreed to this situation without even giving her a choice, and that was something that she just couldn't forgive. He had taken away her life without even talking to her about it, and she had a feeling that was the way the rest of this marriage was going to go.

The plane, while large for a plane, was not large enough for her to hope to avoid Percy once she exited the bedroom. Maybe he was in a study Annabeth mused, but part of her knew that he would be waiting for her to make her entrance. After all she had claimed she was willing to die before she submitted to him, and she was sure that starvation was part of the expectation. Going out there would mean that she had to swallow her pride, and Annabeth honestly debated starving as an option. At least that way he would know how serious she was.

Annabeth sighed before she opened the door, making her way toward the main cabin of the plane. As she walked Annabeth took the time to take in her surroundings. The plane was huge, probably bigger than some houses. It was furnished with dark stained wood and silver handles on all of the cabinets. The couches were obviously made of the finest leather Percy could find, but what struck her most was the hints of blue that she saw everywhere. The fact that the bedroom had been blue hadn't seemed odd to her, however, this blue everywhere else did. It wasn't that it didn't work, because it did, it just seemed out of place in such a luxury plane. She wasn't going to question it though. That would mean more chit chat with the husband from hell.

"Well it looks like your death threats were in vain seeing as you are here completely unharmed. While I do admire the whole 'give me liberty or give me death' attitude I do hope that you are over that now. We have a lot to talk about," Percy said taking a sip from a glass that obviously contained some type of liquor.

"I said that you would have to kill me moron, and no I have not given up my cry for liberty. I get that you always get what you want, but don't you remember high school? How would you feel if you had to just up and change your life?" Annabeth almost yelled exasperated. They had said one thing to each other and they were already at each other's throats. Great.

"As much as I'm sure you loved high school," Percy said his voice dripping with sarcasm, "I can't relate because I didn't go to high school. Mob boss remember?" he said sending her a look.

"Ok well then I'm telling you that it sucks. I lost everything. I didn't even get to bring my clothes! Everything I have ever loved we left, including my cat. Oh my God my cat!" Annabeth yelled turning to him horrified. "You have to get her please! She'll starve!" By this point she was almost hyperventilating. Sure Annabeth missed her things, but the thought of an innocent animal suffering was something that she just couldn't deal with.

Percy could sense her distress and quickly made a mental note to send someone to get the stupid cat. He personally wasn't an animal person, but if it would gain him any brownie points he was willing to deal with the small monster. He needed all the help he could get. "Annabeth breathe. I'm sure the cat is fine it has been less than a day. I will send someone for the cat once we land," Percy said trying to take a comforting step forward, but it seemed to do the opposite. Annabeth took a larger step back and looked at him wide eyed, like she couldn't believe her would try to touch her.

"Good. I came down here for food. Where can I find some?" Annabeth asked purposely leaving out a 'thank you." He may be doing her a favor, but there was no way she was going to thank him. That gave him too much power.

Percy groaned internally at how stubborn the girl was, but then pointed to the front of the cabin where a small food cart rested. Percy hadn't known what Annabeth would eat when he had stocked the plane, so he had made sure to put a little bit of everything. Not that he would tell her that. Annabeth made her way to the cart and quickly filled her plate with assorted meats and sides. Percy did notice, however, that she hadn't touched any of the fruits or vegetables. He made sure to make a mental note of that.

Once Annabeth's plate was full she quickly stomped back to the bedroom. Annabeth sighed and threw herself on top of the navy blue comforter. They were never going to get along! Deep down Annabeth wanted to give into Percy and let him be the spouse he wanted to be, but there was an even more prominent part of her that wanted to kick him in the balls. There was no way Annabeth was giving in. Ever. With that thought, Annabeth decided that it was time to eat before her second nap of the day.

Percy had watched Annabeth storm out and sighed in defeat. That girl was going to be the death of him. She hated him, and she made sure that he knew it. Percy didn't really see how any of this was his fault, but he knew better than to go after her. He honestly hadn't meant to threaten to kill her earlier that day, but he just couldn't help it. People never talked back to him. When they did they usually ended up with a bullet between their eyes, and that was exactly the response Percy had with her. Percy knew he wouldn't be able to kill her though. He found her oddly attractive.

Something about the way she challenged him made him want her even more. Most of the women Percy can into contact with bowed at his feet, but that wasn't what happened with Annabeth. She squared right up with him, ready to fight. She acted like she was his equal, and that was something that Percy found interesting in a spouse. He needed a little fight in his life, and a wife that followed his every command would bore him. That was why Percy was so intrigued with Annabeth. She was the first person to not be scared of him in a long time.

Percy sighed again before picking up his phone. His second in command, Mason, answered after one ring, "what do you need boss?"

"I need you to go back and get her damn cat."

I promise the next chapter will be more interesting! Leave a review and let me know what you think!

Emily