I'm sorry, guys, I know this took forever… I've been so busy lately that I haven't written anything unless it was for school. This chapter is INCREDIBLY short, but I hope it'll tide you over. I promise I'll try to write more often.

Percy's POV

"Separated," I scoff, "of course. It's not a quest if we don't get separated at least once."

"I'm sorry," Zelda apologizes, tucking a stray hair behind her ear, "I couldn't teleport us all together."

"No, Zelda…" Sighing, I sit down next to her, "I'm not blaming you, and I'm not mad at you either."

She frowns, "We need to find them, and I might be able to do something to lead us to them."

"Look, I agree that it's very important that we find them, but we've been through a lot today. Maybe we should find a place to rest."

I look around at the night sky, where millions of stars twinkle. Nighttime… where are we? In Europe? No, I don't think it would be this dark…. Must be either Asia or Australia then. I grab and pull my hair in frustration, screaming internally.

Zelda gently places her hand onto my shoulder, making me release the sudden tension in my body. I sigh.

"One step at a time." She whispers, hand still on my shoulder. "First, a place to stay for the night. Correct?"

"Yes… you're right. Just like I said earlier." After exhaling slowly, I stand up and wipe off any grass I may have on my jeans, and then hold my hand out to help Zelda up.

"I guess we'll walk until we find something." I say as I pull Zelda off the ground, "There's really nothing else we can really do in this situation."

"You're right." She absentmindedly rubs at her forehead, "There's a town in the east. Not very big, but it'll do, and it should be cheap."

"Ah, cheap. Right."

I forgot that we're in a different country and, in turn, need a different currency. We've just gotta hope that drachmas will do. I've only got about $20 anyways.

"Let's go, then."

Link's POV

The trek to find a fountain feels like it takes decades. I want immediate gratification; I need to find Zelda. She is too important to Hyrule. If she were to die, then there wouldn't be an heir, and what would Hyrule turn into? Everyone would fight over the throne, and a bloody war would ensue. If Ganondorf is actually out there, like we think, then he will be one of the first to start the slaughter. He will try everything in his power to take the throne.

"Look, a fountain!" Annabeth shouts, pointing off into the distance. "Thank the gods!"

We run, dodging people around us and earning some questionable looks. Annabeth digs in her pocket and brings out a couple large copper looking coins which glisten in the sun. "O goddess, accept our offering." She bends her head down and flicks the coins into the falling water, which disappear upon impact.

She sighs his name, "Percy Jackson."

An image seems to flicker, everything dark blue. It takes a moment, but the scene finally solidifies, showing Percy and Zelda looking back at us, relief evident on their faces. They smile tiredly.

"Why were we separated?" Annabeth says shortly. She expressionlessly looks between the two, wanting answers.

"I'm sorry," Zelda bends her head down, "It's my fault. I'm not used to teleporting more than myself, so it must've put a lot of strain on me."

Annabeth's expression softens, "That's about what I thought." She looks off at the distance for a moment, thinking, "Thank you for getting us out of there. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't done that."

"I'm just trying to help however I can," Zelda replies, bowing slightly.

"Where are you?" Percy asks quickly, his eyes darting around. "It looks bright over where you are. At least I know you're that far from Camp Half- Blood."

"Ah, I'm not completely sure," she admits, "but we're somewhere in the Midwest…"

He frowns and rubs a hand down his face, "We're somewhere in Asia, I think China."

Annabeth huffs, "Perfect. How are we going to meet back up?"

"Do you think you could teleport you two again, Zelda?" I ask worriedly. "Maybe there's a chance that you could get you two closer to us."

"Or they could end up in the middle of the Pacific Ocean." Annabeth crosses her arms, frustrated, "You guys need to stay there, at least for a little bit. We'll figure this out in the morning."

"Your morning or our morning?" Percy teases lightly, anxiety evident in his voice.

"I guess yours." Annabeth smiles slightly, "See you later, Seaweed Brain."

"You too, Wise Girl."

After sharing a quick meaningful look with Zelda, Annabeth swipes the image away, leaving the fountain spouting off normal water.

A silent moment passes, both us thinking about the conversation. How long will it be until we see them again? "We're in trouble, aren't we?" I state simply, fidgeting with my sword.

"Yes," she answers, turning her back on me, "we're in deep trouble."