It's fridYay! Been such a long week at school with a science fair, so glad it's the weekend. This is a nice chapter because Percabeth reunite! Oops spoiler. Anyway, please review!

After stealing a new liscence plate, a fake ID, a dark wig and some Gucci sunglasses, Annabeth became Bonita Dialorenzes, from Texas. She was searching for an off route motel. She finally found a promising one called the Deep Woods Inn. The neon signed flickered as she drove in. It's long driveway seemed endless but eventually she drove into a circular are with four small cabins. Nobody seemed to be there so she just broke into one of the cabins and collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. She knew it was some sort of abandoned inn, and probably wasn't the most sanitary but it was safe. The last thing she remembered before she fell asleep was that she would see Percy again.

Percy had no clue what was going on. Caroline had told him that Annabeth would meet him at the hotel, but she hadn't. The flower was still fine, so maybe something in the plan had gone wrong. At least it wasn't fatal. But how long would it be until something fatal did happen? Percy was done with these games. He would rescue Annabeth himself, with or without Caroline's help. The problem was, he had no idea where she was. He had searched all across Manhattan, but she was no where to be found. That didn't make sense. Then again, Manhattan was huge. Percy walked into the hotel room, which they were using as a base. It was a strange sight to see Clarisse, Rachel and Grover all staring Percy with awful looks on their faces. Rachel looked at the ground. "It seems that I may have been...wrong...about Annabeth's whereabouts. I don't think she was ever in Manhattan. But, I know where she is now. For sure. She's on the outskirts of a small town called Mystic Falls. I can't get an exact location, but she is there. I promise." Percy wanted to strangle Rachel. They had wasted so much time looking for her in Manhattan when she hadn't even been there! He clenched his teeth. "Fine. Lets get going." And they all left.

Annabeth was trying to call camp half-blood, but it turned out the deep woods in didn't have great reception. She groaned and kicked over a trash can. She heard a rustle in the bushes. She stopped and listened. She heard it again. Annabeth wasn't even breathing. How had they found her? She backed into the broken telephone booth and closed the door and locked it. She began to hyperventilate. This was not happening. She had just escaped. Annabeth could hear footsteps approaching. She closed her eyes. If they opened the door, there was nothing she would be able to do to stop them from taking her back. She had no weapons. Maybe they wouldn't recognize her. They were right outside the booth. The door club open. Annabeth didn't dare look. She kept up a pretend conversation on the phone in some fake language. Whoever it was just stared at he while she ranted nonsense. Then she heard the person mutter, "Whoops, not here. Are there any other phones?" Annabeth froze. That was a familiar voice she knew all to well. It didn't belong to a vampire of a witch. It was beautiful. She whipped around and looked into a pair of green eyes. They widened as they met her grey ones and Percy flung his arms around Annabeth and kissed her. Annabeth was so relieved and happy to see him she half laughed half sobbed. They just held each other for a while. And then Percy said, "I'm so sorry Annabeth. I'm so sorry." "S' not your fault." She mummbled, and pulled off her wig. Percy smiled and tucked a blond curl behind her ear. Annabeth squeezed his hand. They looked into each others eyes and this time, instead of being dark and hopeless, she could see the happiness and relief that she felt reflected in Percy. She kissed him again. "Everything's going to be ok now." He smiled at her and they both laughed. Then he took her hand. "Let's get you cleaned up."

And he guided her into the cabin.