Ok, so this is not edited at all because I don't have a beta and honestly, I'm just too lazy to go over it. However, it is a lot longer like you guys requested and there is finally some action! Enjoy!

The plane ride was longer than Annabeth expected, but it wasn't like she knew where she was going. That part of the information had yet to make it to her, and she doubted that it ever would. Giving her their location would only make it that much easier for her to escape, which was exactly what she was planning to do. Better to be homeless than to be married to someone she hated.

"Annabeth open the door!" Percy shouted banging on the door. "We landed and I want to get going. I have work to do." Annabeth rolled her eyes. She seriously doubted that his work was something that he had to do right at that moment. Surely he could wait a few hours before he took another life.

"I'm coming calm yourself," she grumbled standing up from the bed. This felt like her descent into hell.

Annabeth slowly made her way to the front of the plane where Percy stood impatiently waiting for her. She swore she heard him mumble "about time," but there was no way of really knowing. Sitting on the tarmac was a sleek black Cadillac waiting for them to take their seats in the back. Subconsciously Annabeth looked to Percy to take the lead, and when he strutted toward the car she was quick to follow.

"Home James," was all Percy said before looking down at his phone. Annabeth huffed and crossed her arms glaring at him.

"You're not going to tell me where we are?" she asked indignantly.

"And give you more motivation to escape? Ya no thanks," he said never looking up from his phone. 'At least he's smart' Annabeth thought before falling silent next to him. Neither of them were touching in the back of the 4-door. In fact, Annabeth was curled up against the window while Percy sat leisurely in his seat. The leather seemed to fit him. Both were powerful and sleek.

The rest of the hour long car ride was silent except for the clicking away of Percy's keyboard. He was spending his time making sure that everything was set up for Annabeth's arrival. He had told the plane to fly around for a while so she didn't catch onto where they were. In reality they were only a few hours from her home, but he didn't want her to know that. She probably thought they were in Washington not Wisconsin.

Percy was pleased to know that the cat had made it to the house before they had. He wasn't evil. He knew that this move was going to be hard on her, and anything that could provide a little bit of comfort he was okay with having around. He had set the cat up in her room with the food that he had found in her house. Percy made a mental note to make sure that had someone buy more food and litter for the damn thing before it wrecked his house in a rage.

From what he had heard it was a little thing, less than 10 pounds, and a mix of colors. Mason had told him that it was a Calico, but that didn't mean anything to him. As long as it didn't bite him her didn't care what it looked like, and from what he heard it wasn't aggressive. Percy wasn't really sure why Annabeth cared so much about the cat, but he was going to give her whatever she wanted because no matter how much she hated him he was already wrapped around her finger. He was just drawn to her and he couldn't help it.

Pulling up to the gate was stressful for both of them. For Percy, he was just hoping that she liked his house. While for Annabeth she was disappointed to see how tight security was. There was no way she was going to be able to sneak out. Percy was secretly watching her reaction out of the corner of his eye, but Annabeth held her impassive stare. She was going to show no weakness.

"Well this is home Annabeth. Come and I'll show you your room." Percy said as he got out of the car. He was walking around to open her door for her when Annabeth flew out of the car. She may not want to stay here, but at least she wasn't trapped in a car with the devil anymore.

"Perfect," Annabeth deadpanned once he came around the car. It was hard not to let his shoulders sag at her answer. Percy really had thought that Annabeth was going to be okay with their marriage. Watching her hate him was hard, but it was nothing he couldn't deal with. Being a mob boss taught you a lot about how to deal with people not liking you.

Annabeth trailed slightly behind him and Percy lead them into the house. It honestly was the most beautiful house Annabeth had ever seen. It was a giant navy blue house, with slightly brighter blue accents around the house. It was at least four stories, and maybe more in the middle of the house. There was definitely enough room for 100 people to live in the house, even though Annabeth knew that there probably weren't that many people in there. Something about the house called to Annabeth. It just looked like a home.

Walking in was even better than the outside of the house. After she made her way through the sky-blue door. Annabeth was bombarded with a similar color scheme to the plane. Brown wood was all that she could see, but the ever present blue made an appearance as well. She had noticed a common scheme in Percy's colors. Blue must have been his favorite color because no matter where she went Annabeth couldn't get away from it. Overall, Annabeth decided that she liked the house. She may not like the owner, but she wasn't going to take that out on the house.

Percy lead her up two flights of stairs to the third floor of the house, but Annabeth was surprised when Percy took a turn up another flight of stairs to the fourth level that Annabeth hadn't been sure existed. Neither of them said a word as the ascended toward what looked like a bell tower. She was sure that there was no bell, but it still felt like she was being put at the top of the west tower.

However, when Annabeth stepped into the room she took it all back. It was perfect. There was a reading nook I the corner that looked out over the grounds, and bookshelves framing either side of her bay window. In the middle of the room was a queen bed, covered with a plain white duvet, with a night stand on the left side. There was a beautiful full length mirror directly opposite of the bed. The room was sparsely decorated, but she figured that given time she could make it homey.

As she continued to walk into the room she noticed two doors. As she opened the first she was greeted with a walk-in closet full of all of her clothes from home and some more. The closet was bigger than some of her friend's bedrooms back home, and she loved it. Walking out of the closet, Annabeth made her way to the other door. She wasn't surprised to find a bright white bathroom. There were double sinks and a full shower, but what really caught her attention was the tub. Right under the window sat a raven clawed bathtub. It was one of the most beautiful pieces of porcelain Annabeth had ever seen. The raven claws were gold and they continued up the sides of the tub. The top rim was lined with the same intricate gold designs as the feet. The rest of the tub was a shiny white.

Annabeth was broken out of her amazement by a long whiny meow. Turning on her heel Annabeth ran back into the main room only to see Percy holding a cat carrier with a very disturbed feline. "Sadie!" Annabeth screamed as she ran for the cat carrier.

Sitting in the carrier was a very disturbed, very angry cat. It probably didn't help that Percy was holding the carrier by the handle only and letting it swing back and forth in his grip. Annabeth quickly took the carrier out of his hands and removed the cat. Sadie seemed to instantly calm down once her owner held her, but she didn't miss the chance to hiss at the man across the room. It was almost too low to hear, but Percy was sure that Annabeth had muttered "same" under her breath following the motion.

The pair stood there in an awkward silence until Percy broke it, "OK, well I'm going to leave you to get settled. Sleep well Annabeth, and I plan to see you down at breakfast tomorrow," he ordered her. Annabeth just rolled her eyes and set Sadie down on the bed.

"Goodbye Percy," she asserted as she pushed him toward the door, not that he minded. Once he was fully out of the room Annabeth closed and locked the door before sliding down against it. She let out a loud huff and threw her head back. 'Why me?' She questioned herself repeatedly, but there never seemed to be an answer other than that her luck just sucked.

Annabeth wasn't sure how long she had sat there, but she knew it was time to get up when her butt started to get that weird tingly feeling. Groaning she pushed herself up and made her way toward the bathroom to get ready. She was happy to see that it was fully stocked with everything she needed, so at least she didn't have to ask him for anything.

After spending 10 minutes getting ready, and changing into her favorite pair of blue fuzzy pajama pants, Annabeth was finally ready for bed. She quickly strode over to the tall bed where Sadie was laying waiting for her. It took Annabeth a good minute to get comfortable, but once she did she allowed for Sadie to slip under the covers with her. "Looks like it is just you and me now girl," Annabeth muttered just before she fell asleep.

The next week went by in a boring fashion for Annabeth. She had refused to give into him and act the least bit civil, so she went down and saw him at meal times then headed back to her room. It was a lonely life for Annabeth, but she prided herself in being stubborn. Percy was not as pleased.

He had tried to talk to her many times. He just wanted her to understand that he wasn't a bad guy, but she wouldn't give him the time of day. So, after the third day he let her be. Annabeth's days were all the same: wake up, go to breakfast, don't talk, go to her room, go to lunch, don't talk, go to her room, dinner, don't talk, go to her room, go to bed.

She had to admit that her room was amazing. It was her safe haven away from the life that she still wasn't sure that she had been pushed into. Sleeping was her main form of comfort. In her dreams Annabeth was back home with her friends. She was happy. Annabeth always seemed to manage to go to bed with a smile on her face. Nothing was going to ruin that.

Annabeth was awoken late one night with a start. Yelling. That was all that she could hear from the floors below hers, but she had no idea what it was about. She turned to the small clock that rested near her bed and saw that it read 2:00 am. There was no reason that anyone in their right mind was screaming right now. Then again, she did have to consider who she was with.

Against her better judgment, Annabeth made her way out of bed and to the door. She gently pressed her ear against the door to see if there was anyone right outside, but she was happy to find that all of the noise was coming from below her.

Annabeth slowly unlocked and opened the door, deciding that she was going to go see what was going on. She crept quietly to the stairs that she had taken to her to her room, but then quickly rushed back to shut the door. She didn't want Sadie getting out. After she was sure that her cat was safe, Annabeth made her way back to the oak stairs. She took her first step down praying that they didn't squeak and give her away.

She was pleased to say that she made it all the way down the stairs without giving herself up, but the second floor was going to be harder to navigate. Unlike the third, the second floor was a full floor full of rooms that she had no knowledge of. Annabeth tried to call on her memories of how she got to her room with Percy earlier, but she had been too caught up in being mad to pay attention to her surroundings. Annabeth quickly decided just to follow the noise.

She tip-toed through the long navy-blue hall doing her best to channel her inner spy. Annabeth made it all the way to the overlook to foyer without being noticed, but once she reached the foyer the scene changed. There were people, lots of people. It seemed as though there were two warring groups standing before her from their formation. Percy was standing at the front of the group that was closest to her, but she also noticed another man leading the other group.

This man was much older than Percy was, he had to be in his mid-fifties. For a second Annabeth thought that it may have been his father, but upon further inspection it was obvious that wasn't the case. This man was short, maybe 5' 9", and had brown hair. He had to same confidence that Percy had, maybe more, but that was all that the two men had in common. Annabeth was taking her time observing that man, but she hadn't expected him to turn to see her.

A crooked smile came over the man's face as he took her in. Annabeth was sure that she looked like a mess. She had just woken up and she wasn't known as the prettiest sleeper, but that wasn't what was worrying her. It was the nasty glint in the older man's eyes. He snarled at her before saying "well if it isn't the guest of the hour."

Annabeth went to take a step back to run back to her room, but a sudden noise stopped her in her tracks.

Gunshots.

Ok, so a lot happened in this chapter! I hope y'all won't kill me with that ending, but I promise there is more! Who do you guys think

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Until next time,

Emily