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Annabeth's POV

Stillness. Darkness. Frozen. These are three words to describe the world surrounding me, engulfing me in its cold flames. They swirl around me like a whirl wind, unstoppable and forever moving.

"What do you want from me?" I asked timidly into the eerie, quiet air.

Hissing voices rose from the ground. "What do you want from me? What do you want from me." They echoed, the voices mocking bitterly.

I covered my ears with my hands, as I fell to the ground onto my knees. "No! Stop!" I commanded, but they wouldn't stop. The sounds of their voices got louder and louder with every word.

A black mist swished around me, the faces of all the people I've ever known, forming slowly. "You lost us, Annabeth. You let us slip away from you. You stood there, and watched us leave. And you did nothing about it." They all chanted, their voices demonic.

When I couldn't take it anymore, and knew that I'd rather welcome death than stay here any longer. I snapped open my eyes.

I awoke with a start, and sat up quickly. My head throbbed powerfully, like someone was striking it over and over again. I heard a car engine start, and I frowned, trying to remember the last thing that had happened.

(AN: Just to make this clear, this part is what Annabeth remembers from yesterday; this was her hallucination.)

Jason had stood behind Percy, his elvish grin spread from ear to ear. "NO!" I screamed, looking around frantically, trying to find something to defend myself. I picked up the first thing I saw, and backed away slowly.

Jason walked closer and closer to me. "You thought I was gone didn't you?" He chuckled, clearly amused at my horrid expression.

"Get out of my head!" I screamed, clutching my head, trying to get him to leave. Percy came over to me, wrapping his arms around me. He mumbled a few words but he was muffled, all I could hear was Jason's sickening words, dripping with hatred. "I'm never going to stop, Annabeth. You are going to pay for what you did to me." The world was spinning too fast, my vision was fading away. Percy's touch was gone, and it was hard for me to breathe.

The last words I heard before I passed out were... "Come and Get it."

Shaking my head, I shuddered at the hallucination. I knew it had to be him that had snuck in. He was the one to leave the coffee. He'd drugged it. Him...or one of his helpers. At least it only lasted a day or so...

I stumbled outside, trying my best not to fall. Percy was loading things into his car. Packages of food, a flashlight, a sleeping bag, and a first-aid kit. What the hell was he doing?

"Percy." I whispered hoarsely, wincing at my own stale voice. It was completely drained. The pounding on my head was getting worse.

His head snapped up and he glared at me. "Go back inside." He spat, and continued to pack the things into his car.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I demanded, scared that I already knew the answer.

Percy stopped packing and he looked at me for a while-a cruel look appeared on his face. "We can do this your way, or my way. Your choice." He said darkly, a lethal gleam in his eyes.

I scoffed. He wants to play a game? Fine by me. Game. On. "Are you actually threatening me?" I asked, feeling the rage run through me, the pumping only add to the thumping in my head. But I didn't notice it at the moment. It was overwhelmed by my anger.

He shrugged before picking me up by the waist, carrying me all the way back to my house. "Let me go!" I shrieked, feeling him sling me over his shoulder effortlessly like a rag doll.

He threw me down onto the floor, hovering above me. "I win." He told me, flashing a cocky smile before turning around and walking away.

I got up, and slung myself onto his back, making him trip. "What are you doing?" He asked, trying to buck me off.

Swinging my body around, he pinned me to the wall and raised up a fist. I closed my eyes, cringing, waiting for the impact that never came. I heard a smash in the wall, and I fluttered my eyes, seeing that he was only a few inches away from me.

"Next time," he said flatly through clenched teeth, "that won't be the wall."

I felt tears sting my eyes, but I wouldn't lose. Not to him. "I'd rather die." I spat before thinking.

"That can be arranged if you don't get out of my way." He hissed, releasing my arms, and left me watch him walk away.

I sat there curled up in a little ball, staring at the ground. I didn't even notice I had been crying until I saw the tears drop from my face to my shirt. What could have made him act this way? A crumpled up piece of paper blew my way as the wind picked up. I opened it, reading the seven words that I promised myself that I would never forget. The four words that Jason had said to me were the same as the ones on the piece of paper.

Come and get it.

I ran outside, the wind picking up. "Percy!" I screamed to the top of my lungs, over the sound of the wind.

"I told you to STAY IN THE HOUSE!" He bellowed. This was his pain talking. I know that he wouldn't ever do anything to hurt me.

"I know what you're doing." I began, walking cautiously towards him, looking into those magnificent eyes the whole time. "It's not going to work. I don't care if you are just trying to protect me. I'd rather die than stay away from you. Do you understand that?" I asked, placing on of my trembling hands onto his face.

"I know that he's your brother. But it's not just you that he's hurt."

He looked at me for a while, scanning for any traces of regret. I know he wasn't going to find anything. My eyes were always unreadable.

"I am not that little, vulnerable girl that you met so long ago." And that was not a lie. I knew he knew it too, even if he wasn't going to admit it. Life had changed both of us, for the better...and the worse.

Burying his face in my hand, he nuzzled his hair into it and then turned to the car. There were a bunch of knifes and daggers in the corner, including the piece of wood that Jason had used to try to kill Percy.

But one stood out from the rest. I took the knife and it's case, examining its golden color. It shone brightly in the sun, and I saw my torn expression reflecting off of it. The case had a complex design, the knife had a curved handle, which fit perfectly. Putting the knife back where it belonged, I fastened the case onto my jeans.

Percy was loading the last of the items into the car when he saw me hook it onto my belt. He grinned. "That was my great grandma's."

"Oh," I said, disappointingly. "I'm sorry." I told him, trying to take it off.

"No. It suits you."

I smiled and got into the passenger seat, waiting for Percy to be done. I took a little look at the map he had place in the front, and I tried to hold back a gasp. He had been tracking Jason all this time, every sighting he has shown up in. The last place he had been seen was San Francisco He must have traveled with somebody, or somebody was helping him. There was no way he could have made it that far that fast.

Percy climbed into the driver's seat and snatched the map away from me. "What do you think you are doing?" He asked, his tone strict but apologetic at the same time. He just didn't want me to be hurt anymore than I already am.

I scowled at him. "Well, I was trying to help."

"I don't need your help."

"And I don't need your attitude!" I countered. "I know you are trying to shut me out. It's not going to work. I'm not going to change my mind, Percy."

He groaned, exasperated. "You know we might never come back. Never again."

I looked out my window and stared at my house. Never come back. Never again come back to the place I was born and raised up to be the person I am now. Never again come back to the place where everyone I cared about walked out of my life and hasn't come back. Never again come back to the place where I have dreams that haunt me every time I close my eyes. Never again come back to the place where I had met the person I care more about than anything.

I nodded sternly. "I know. And I don't care."

And with a little sigh, Percy started down the highway, watching the road burr, disappearing behind us.

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