So, I thought Frank deserved some time to talk! I'm planning on wrapping the story up soon, and I need some ideas! I've also been looking for a beta reader if anyone is interested...I'm actually..like..really desperate. So review and give me ideas! I reeeaaaallllllyyyyy times a million appreciate it!

Frank's POV

I watched Percy and Annabeth from a distance. Annabeth cradled Percy's head in her hands, whispering words of comfort in his ear; assuring him that he would be fine. Words I could tell she didn't believe herself.

While Percy was concious, Annabeth managed to stay calm and composed, hiding her grief and worry completely from Percy's detection. But the moment Percy would drift into sleep, her composure would disappear and the misery would overcome her. The tears streamed down her face in tiny rivers of sorrow.

Poor Percy. He was a great guy: brave, respected, humorous, handsome, courageous, and always putting others first. I'd looked up to him ever since the first time I met him at Camp Jupiter. To me, Percy was this indestructable, perfect being whom everyone should try to be more like. And here he was-dying right before my eyes.

A warm hand rested itself on my shoulder and Hazel sat beside me in the sand. She studied my grave expression and smiled sadly.

"I know you're worried. But there's still hope." She gazed dismally in Percy's direction. I found her hand and laced my fingers in hers. She sighed and laid her head on my shoulder.

"I love you." I blurted. The second those three words escaped my lips, I wished I could reclaim them. I was tempted to just turn myself in an ant or something and bury myself under the sand. Ugh.

Hazel's jaw dropped slightly. I couldn't quite see past her shocked expression. I held my breath, waiting for her reaction.

"Frank..." she said softly. I stared down at the ground in disappointment, bracing myself for the worst. Instead, Hazel lifted my chin so I was forced to look her in the eyes. I was surprised to see that she was smiling.

"I love you too, Frank."

I grinned and kissed her. She returned it and we continued kissing, barely breathing inbetween. I still couldn't believe it. She loved me. Hazel Levesque loved me. And I loved her.

I didn't notice when Annabeth put her hand to Percy's forehead for about the hundreth time that day. I didn't hear her sharp intake of breath when what she expected wasn't what she felt. I didn't notice when she checked again, to make sure she wasn't mistaken. I didn't hear her whisper in astonishment "It's gone...".

Thalia rushed to her side, assuming the worst. "What's wrong Annabeth?"

"Thalia, it's gone!"

"What's gone?" Thalia asked in a hushed voice.

"The fever! It's gone Thalia!" Annabeth laughed and hugged her. She was crying again, but this time they were tears of joy. Thalia would never admit it, but I could have sworn I saw a glistening tear roll down her cheek.

Grover and Juniper hurried to see what all the commotion was about, and Hazel and I followed. Juniper reached her hand to Percy's forehead and grinned.

"She's right. There's no fever."

We all cheered and hugged one another. Relief flooded our souls. Percy was going to be fine.

Annabeth peered down at Percy's calm, sleeping face and stroked his cheek with her fingers.

"Why did we ever doubt him?"

Grover just laughed and shook his head. "Percy. Wake up." He gently shook Percy's arm. Percy groaned and reluctantly opened his eyes.

He furrowed his brow in confusion. "Why are you all staring at me?"

We just laughed, which seemed to confuse Percy even more. He looked to Annabeth for an answer.

"How do you feel Percy?" she asked him.

He shrugged. "Fine, I guess."

I grinned. I couldn't help it. Just hours ago Percy was literally almost dead, and here he was shrugging it off like it was nothing.

"Glad you're back, Perce." I clapped him on the shoulder.

He smiled. "Thanks, Frank."

A single tear slid down Annabeth's cheek, but she quickly wiped it away.

Percy looked at her worriedly. "Hey...don't cry." He told her gently.

She tackled him in a bear hug and he laughed. She began to sob softly into his shirt. He stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head. "It's okay, Annabeth. I'm right here. I'll always be here."

She lifted her head and he wiped away her tears with his thumb. "I love you Annabeth. So much."

She sniffled. "I love you too Percy."

I glanced at Hazel sheepishly. She smiled and kissed me on the cheek. I felt my face redden instantly. Gods, she was so pretty. With her dark skin and spiraly locks. What if we could be like Percy and Annabeth? They're just so...perfect for eachother. Is that how Hazel saw our relationship? She kisses me, this time on the lips, and I know the answer.