Eight reviews for last chapter! I'm very happy. Here are the responses:

Lucy: Thank you, I did upload sooner than I thought I would.

Evie123: Yes, new chapter. Here's another. Thank you, I'm glad you love my story. By the way, thank you for not writing out that many pleases. That would be waaaaay too many pleases for one review.

xXxZuesMasterBoltxXx: You're welcome for answering the review. I'm glad you weren't swearing at me, I didn't really think you were, but hey, some people were not happy with me for having Luke rape Thalia. If you love that one, I think you'll love this one even more!

Miette in the Rain: Jane is supposed to be sweet. Actually, I didn't think anyone wouldn't know who she was calling, it sort of seemed obvious to me. But then again, I'm the writer. But think about it: she hates her foster mom, and she doesn't like her social worker. So really, who do you think she's calling?

SummerSpirit18: Well, it's two o'clock in the morning. Will Nico answer his phone at two in the morning? Read and find out...

Dingy108: I'm updating, I'm updating, I'm updating. I'm glad you like my story that much.

LizziDaughterOfHades: I know it's the actual picture of Thalia. I loved the demigod diaries, especially the new picture of Thalia. But I thought the picture of Hal (or was it Cal?) was sort of pointless. He's not a main character. Anyway, I hate you very much now because you saw American Idiot live! Grr. Do you really think I would torture you by having her call someone other than Nico? Who else would she call?

purplebutterfly12: Jane? I was thinking about that, but I don't think so.

I don't own Percy Jackson or Frozen by Within Temptation. I do own Jane.

Chapter 9 – Frozen

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Nico hadn't fallen asleep until midnight that night, so he'd only gotten two hours of sleep when the phone rang. He contemplated ignoring it and letting whoever it was leave a message, but decided that he was awake now and he probably wouldn't get to sleep again anyway, and he might as well answer the phone.

He picked it up and pressed the send button. "What the hell do you want?" he groaned into the phone.

"Nico?" came the small voice from the other end of the line.

Nico sat bolt up right, completely awake. "Thalia?"

"Yeah."

A million questions ran through his head at once, and he picked one. "Where are you?"

"Uh…" she sounded unsure. "At a friend's house. I don't really know where."

"Are you okay?"

Thalia paused. What was she supposed to tell him? "Sort of."

"What do you mean?"

Thalia leaned against the wall. She couldn't tell him about Luke. Not right now. "I'm fine."

Nico knew she wasn't, but he brushed it aside. He swung his legs out of bed, stood up, and began looking for a shirt. "If you find out where you are, I'll come get you."

Thalia's left hand tightened around the sleeve of her shirt. "Jane's asleep."

Nico stopped looking for a shirt. "Who's Jane?"

"The friend I'm staying with. She found me, the truck I was using ran out of gas."

He kept looking for his shirt. "Do you have any idea where you are?"

"Um, I think I'm still in New York. I ran out of gas on Route 216."

Route 216. That wasn't far from the city.

Thalia heard footsteps behind her, and turned around. Jane was standing there in a gray tank top, rubbing her eyes. "Can I call you back?"

"Of course," Nico answered. Thalia went to hang up the phone, but the sound of her name stopped her. "Thalia."

She put the phone back up to her ear. "Yeah?"

"I'm really glad you called."

Thalia swallowed. "I'll call you back." She hung up the phone and turned to Jane.

"I'm really sorry I woke up," she said.

Jane shook her head. "Who was that?"

"Uh…" What should she call Nico? "My someone."

Jane raised her eyebrow. "Your someone?"

Thalia looked down at her hands. "You said I could use the phone if I had someone I could call. The was my someone."

Jane smiled and nodded. "Is your someone going to pick you up?"

Thalia shook her head, still looking at her hands. "I couldn't give him directions. I don't really know where this is."

Jane laughed. "If you call him back, I can give him directions. What's his name?"

Thalia looked up at her. "Nico."

"Can you call him?"

Thalia nodded and picked up the phone. She pressed redial and handed it to Jane.

After a few seconds, Jane started talking. "Hi, is this Nico?…My name is Jane Shepperd." She paused. "Yes. I can give you directions to my house…Where are you?…Where in New York?…" Nico spoke, and Jane gave him directions to her house. "It's probably about a two hour drive." Nico said something else. "Sure." Jane handed the phone to Thalia.

Thalia took it and put it to her ear. "Thanks, Nico."

"Did you think I would say no?"

Thalia closed her eyes. "I didn't know." She opened her eyes. "I'm sorry for over reacting about Rachel."

"Don't worry about it. I'll be there in two hours. I promise."

She smiled. "Thanks."

"Of course." They were silent for a moment. "I'll see you soon, okay?" Nico said finally.

"Yeah. Bye."

"Bye." Thalia smiled as she hung up the phone.

"Thanks, Jane."

Jane smiled. "Of course. I'm really glad you decided to call."

"I just don't want to go back to the foster home."

Jane shrugged, and began moving around the kitchen. "You'll figure that out, don't worry. Why don't you go get your things together, and then come back out here?"

Thalia nodded and went into the back room. She unplugged her iPod charger and put the few things she'd taken out back into her bag. She straightened the quilt and the pillows. She wasn't sure if it was good, she'd never made a bed before. But it was straight, and she assumed that was good.

When she was done, she went back out into the kitchen. Jane was putting two mugs on the table. When Thalia got closer, she realized that they were hot cocoa with whipped cream.

Jane sat down at the table. "My mom used to make this for me when I had bad dreams. It has little marshmallows, two big marshmallows, a scoop of vanilla ice cream, and whipped cream on top."

Thalia picked up her mug. "That sounds amazing." She began eating off the whipped cream.

Jane laughed and started doing the same thing.

They drank their cocoa in silence, and when they were done Jane picked up the mugs and put them in the sink. Then she sat back down.

For the next hour, Jane told stories. Thalia's favorites were the ones about Jane's family, but Jane also told the legends she'd grown up with. Jane's grandparents had come from Greece, and Jane had grown up with the stories of Greek mythology. Thalia loved the stories.

Jane was in the middle of telling her about Theseus and the Minotaur when they heard a car outside. A minute later, there was a knock on the door.

Thalia didn't move for a few seconds, and Jane didn't either, knowing that this was Talia's job. Finally Thalia stood up and went to the door. Her hand rested on the knob for one breath, two. Then she turned it and swung the door open.

Nico stared at her. She had a black eye and a split lip, and she wasn't wearing any makeup, which was unusual for her. Then again, it was 4:00 in the morning.

He launched himself at her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He felt her put her arms around his neck, and she buried her face in his chest. He put his nose in her hair. Ir still smelled the same.

Nico felt Thalia's shoulders shaking and felt his shirt getting wet, and felt his own eyes misting.

They stood like that for a few minutes, until Thalia pulled away and turned around. "Jane, this is Nico."

The lady behind Thalia grinned and said, "Your someone?"

Thalia smiled and chuckled softly. "Yeah."

Jane looked at Nico and held out her hand. "I'm Jane. Thanks for coming out here so late."

It hadn't even crossed Nico's mind not to come when she'd called, but he didn't mention it. He just smiled and nodded.

Thalia walked towards Jane and gave her a hug. "Thank you so much," she said softly into Jane's ear.

"You're welcome," Jane said. She pulled back a little and looked Thalia in the eye. "Don't get rid of him. He's special."

Thalia gave a small smile and nodded.

"Oh," Jane said, turning away from Thalia and reaching to the top of the fridge. She pulled down the plate of lemon squares and handed one to Nico and one to Thalia.

The two of them thanked her as Thalia grabbed her backpack. Jane followed them to the door and waved as they got into Nico's black car and pulled away.

They drove the first few miles in silence. This was partly because it was quarter of four in the morning, and partly because it had been three weeks since they'd seen each other and neither knew what to say. Or maybe they had too much to say.

Finally Nico broke the silence. "I missed you." He never took his eyes off the road.

Thalia didn't either. "I know."

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Nico's hands tightening on the wheel. "Why did you leave?"

Thalia didn't have an answer for this, so she rested her head back on the seat and closed her eyes. Finally she said, "I didn't know what else to do."

"You could have come to me, Thalia, you know that."

Thalia took a deep breath, still with her eyes closed. "It's what I do, Nico. It's what I've always done."

"You run when things get hard."

Thalia didn't answer.

"You give up."

She opened her eyes and looked at him. "What else am I supposed to do? I thought you had cheated on me, Nico! It's not like I had a family to talk to."

"What about Amy? Your foster mom?"

She laughed, without humor. "You have no idea what it's like, do you." It wasn't a question.

"Maybe I would if you would tell me anything."

Thalia rested her head on her hands, elbows resting on her knees and didn't answer.

Nico glanced at her. "I'm sorry."

She laughed, still not looking up. "Haven't we been over this? Don't say that."

He sighed. "I know. Never mind. We don't have to talk about this." He glanced at her again. "What happened to your eye?"

She shook her head. "It doesn't matter."

His hands tightened on the wheel again. "Yes, it does."

"No, it doesn't, okay?" Thalia said, lifting her head up and looking at him.

"God damn it, Thalia, it does! You disappear for three weeks, and then you call me in the middle of the night and tell me you're staying with someone you barely know, and when I get there, you've got a black eye and a fucking split lip!" He was shouting.

Thalia flinched at his loud voice.

"Why did you go home with her?" he asked, lowering his voice.

When she spoke, her voice was almost too low for him to hear. "Sometimes people you know are more dangerous."

He looked at her. He wasn't worried about watching the road, it was too early for there to be traffic. "What do you mean?"

For a while he thought she didn't hear him. Then he heard a soft noise. She was crying.

He pulled over to the right side of the road and stopped the car. He put his hand on her shoulder. "Thalia, what's wrong?"

She didn't answer. She was crying too much.

"Thalia." He repeated her name until she looked up at him. He didn't say anything, just wrapped his arms around her and let her cry into his shirt.

After a few minutes her sobs became less violent, and eventually she started telling him what had happened. About Luke finding her, about getting in the truck, about falling asleep, and about waking up in the middle of nowhere with Luke.

And about him raping her.

Some people reviewed saying that they hoped she was calling Nico. It never occurred to me that she might call someone else. So yes, she did call Nico, because she doesn't trust anyone else.

I almost stopped the chapter after she heard the knock on the door, but I decided that you deserved more.

There's a poll on my profile. Should Nico meet Luke? If yes, should he hurt Luke? Go on my profile to vote. I think I already know what I'm going to do, but some of you might not like it. Try to change my mind!

For anyone who cares, high school has gotten better. That doesn't mean I like it, and it definitely doesn't mean I don't have to force myself to go. But it isn't absolutely awful anymore. I transferred from study hall to music workshop, which is awesome, so that made it better. Bye now! Don't forget to vote on the poll!