AHHHHHHH! SO EXCITED! THIS IS THE SAME DAY I WROTE THE END TO CHAPTER FIVE! YAYYYYYYYYYYY! - Not that I will post it the same day, but I usually wait a day before starting a new chapter...

Thanks for all the amazing reviews :)

Anyway, you get the gist. So, what's going to happen with Percy? What is Annabeth hiding? How will the others react? Will Percy and Annabeth ever be re-united? LET'S HOPE SO! So, um, enjoy the, er, chapter :)

I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY! THIS CHAPTER MIGHT BE A BIT FILLER-ISH! *sheepish smile* I had a little bit of unexpected writers block - BUT YOU DON'T WANT EXCUSES!

Disclaimer: Me no own Percy. Me own plot.

Juniper's POV

Well, that was weird. Annabeth is acting up and now Percy has disappeared. Those two were inseparable just hours ago and now they are both not being themselves. Although, it kind of is hard to judge whether Percy being himself seeing as he has mysteriously vanished from the face of the Earth. Or New York. Or just his house and the school grounds.

Anyway, I quickly mass-text the group of our friends and begin walking to Grover's dorm-room. It is a couple of floors above mind and a few to the left. I knock three times before the door is opened and Grover's face sticks around the corner, his eyes bugging out and his face covered in jam and peanut butter. I smile at him. There is even some peanut butter on his eyebrow. How it even got up there, I do not want to know.

"Hi, Juniper," he says, blushing a little.

"Hi," I say. "Did you get my text?"

"Uh no," he says, opening the door for me to come in. I sit down on his bed while he searches for his phone. He looks through the messages and stops. "Nothi-Oops!" The phone buzzes and pings, signalling a new text.

"From me?" I ask, uncertain from the look on his face.

"Where's Percy?" he asks. The difficult question. One of the many difficult questions. Another would be, 'seriously, what's up with my friends these days?'

"I don't know. Annabeth says we should all go and search for him seeing as you guys know him better than she does," I say it but doubt it at the same time. Percy never talks to any of us that much about himself. With Annabeth, he clicks. They seem to know everything and have conversations without even opening their mouths. Like I said, weird.

"Okay, what do we do now?" Grover asks. I have no idea.

"I guess we go and find the others then go back to Annabeth. She sounds like she has a plan of some sort." Grover nods, gets his jacket, quickly wipes his face and walks back out of the room with me, holding my hand. It's comforting. I know I shouldn't worry about Percy. He is probably fine, but it doesn't stop the slightly dark thoughts traveling in my mind. The ones about kidnapping, murder and suicide. But that would never happen, would it?

"We can go to Leo's dorm next," he says, tagging me along, panic seeping into his voice. I stop.

"Hey, it'll be fine," I say, reassuringly. He smiles grimly at me. "He'll be fine. We'll find him and everyone will be okay?" I can't stop the question from weaving into the words. Grover pulls me into a hug and says,

"I know. I just...I'm just worried, that's all." He hugs me tighter and lets go, grinning. "A chance for an adventure?"

"A chance for an adventure," I agree.

Leo's POV

Someone knocked on my door. It better not be the CIA. It was all a mistake. How would I know the secret stash of Uranium was for 'Government Use ONLY'.

I walk up to the door and eye it not trusting the person on the other side. Can I smell enchiladas? No, back to the task. Try not to get arrested. I would look so cool if I was arrested by the CIA. I smirk and pull open the door, just wide enough to see out.

"Grover?" I ask, completely confused and now thinking about what kind of fillings the CIA would put in their enchiladas. Probably something formal like chicken and salad. Or tuna salad. Percy wouldn't like that. I wonder how Percy is getting along with Annabeth. I mean, they were so happy. My happy face is the same face I pull when I explode the science lab. Every time it gets them. No one ever expects it.

"Leo, we need your help," Grover says, rudely interrupting my thoughts.

"Well, welcome to the world of Valdez," I say, smirking, thankful I am not being arrested. Well, only a little bit. "So, what's the deal with this?"

"An adventure of sorts."

"I'm in." Grover looked a little surprised by my immediate response. "What is it for?"

"Percy disappeared." Ooh, look at the expressions. Not a good mood to laugh at. But that's all I want to do. I snort. "We are gonna go and find him. You still in?"

"Hell yes!" If this was an adventure maybe I can use some of my amazing skills. Team Leo forever, everyone.

Thalia's POV

My phone buzzes next to us as Nico and I sit down together on the couch, talking. I pick it up.

'Percy is gone-not sure where. We need help, we'll be at school'

From Juniper. Where would he go? He probably fell asleep. But then Annabeth would have woken him up. Unless she killed him, though that seems extremely unlikely. Who knows? Maybe he killed Annabeth and ran for it, having just realized she is the love of his life, like in those cliché movies.

"What's wrong?" Nico asks, stopping his talk about the latest zombie video game.

"Percy vanished," I say, standing up. "We have to go help."

"Okay, I'll get my coat," he says. I turn toward the stairs on my right and yell up to Piper and Jason.

"Nico and I are leaving the house! Not sure when we'll be back!" The pounding of huge and heavy feet fills my ears as my brother, Jason, hurries down the stairs, his face glowing with anger. Here we go again.

"Where are you going?" he asks me, suspicious.

"We-" but before I even have time to respond.

"What are you gonna do?" I know he is trying to protect me, but it just looks like the sister with the weird brother thing going on. I mean, we don't even look alike. People mistake Nico and I for brother and sister more than Jason and I. Strange. But I wouldn't want Nico as my brother. Just a little bit creepy. And now I am rambling. And Thalia Grace does not ramble. Jason Grace does, as he now is.

"JASON!" I yell. He stops talking. "We are not going to do anything. We are just going out of the house for a bit." Behind Jason, Nico sniggers. If you've never heard a boy snigger, you really need to. It sounds stupid and funny. Jason turns on him.

Well done, Nico. The art of being an ass at the wrong times in your main subject of idiocy. YOU PASSED!

"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT!" It's not even a question. Jason needs to take his anger management classes again. He is always getting ratty with everyone.

"Nothing," Nico says, still grinning. I roll my eyes. Yeah, it is funny until Jason grabs Nico's shirt and slams him against the wall. Not laughing anymore.

"Stay. Away. From. My. Sister." Wow, overprotective much? I try to get between the two boys, Nico not so confident anymore. But it's not like I'll stay away or anything. It's not breaking a rule if I go to him.

"Get off him, Jason," I say, gritting my teeth and shoving hard. Jason stands back, glaring. He just ends up looking kind of constipated. "Look, we're just going out to find Percy. He went missing."

"Sure you are," Jason grumbles before stalking away.

"Did I hear Percy is missing?" comes Pipers voice from the guest room which is now hers. I nod and she jogs down the stairs into the hallway where our little group has formed. She is worried and glances quickly around, trying to figure out our feelings about this. I figure you don't need Piper to know how they are feeling. "I'm coming with you," she says.

"Me too," Jason says quickly, glancing at Piper. I see their eyes lock. Maybe not all hope is lost with my brother. I am not gonna judge him. Yet.

I don't say another word, just don my jacket, roll my eyes and open the door, leading the rest of our little group out into the air. Nico walks beside me while the other two walk in an awkward silence behind us. It's kind of funny to see them looking so much like strangers to each other.

Grover's POV

And the question everyone is asking; WHERE IS PERCY! But we haven't actually gone out looking for him, so we can't say he's actually missing. I get that it's strange.

Ten minutes ago the rest of our little 'gang' arrived. Thalia brought Nico, Piper and Jason. I have no idea why she brought him seeing as Percy isn't likely to come back with us if he is there. Jason being the idiot who is top jock. Or whatever it is they're called. Hazel and Frank are here too after a heated conversation with the lady in charge at the orphanage.

"You can't go out", "What if you get kidnapped", "You will be grounded for three years!" Stuff like that. After the final one, we decided to leave.

So here we are, in the girls dorm, talking about where he might be. Annabeth isn't here yet. I think she is on the phone or something because she is in the bathroom and I can hear voices.

Finally Annabeth steps out and the room goes quiet. Leo doesn't notice and just keeps fiddling with these pieces of metal and I have no idea where he found them.

"Everyone ready?" she asks, looking at us all individually. We nod and chorus a 'yeah'. "Let's go."

Annabeth's POV

If anyone has no idea where we are going, we are going to Percy's house for any evidence and to see if he is actually missing. We agreed this earlier. Well, I just went along with everyone else.

Thalia leads the way to Percy's house and I walk beside her. We talk a bit, but not much. I ask her a few things and she asks me a few things, carefully avoiding things about my past. Heck, if that comes out, we are all dead. Or I will be. But I might be anyway when we find Percy.

"Woah, what happened to the window?" asks Nico from a few people back. I turn my head up from the stained pavements to the house in front of us. Smashed up would be one word for it. Destroyed would be another. My choice of word would be screwed. We are so screwed. I can't tell what kind of gun would do that kind of damage, but something powerful. Something silent as well. I don't think the window was silent when it smashed like that.

Shards of glass cover the pavement in thousands of tiny diamonds while the rest of the window is cracked and opaque without the transparency of just one whole piece of glass. There is a hole through the middle of it where the bullet passed. Great.

I walk over to the front door first, the wood splintered in places. Percy must have been clever enough to lock the door. Someone has kicked it in and, by the looks of it, they kicked it hard. There is a hole through the wood and the door has been forced open. I push against it and it swings on the remaining hinges. No one makes a sound as we enter the now empty building. There isn't so much as a whisper until I say,

"Someone call Percy's mobile." Juniper hurriedly reaches her phone and speed dials the phone. It rings from the lounge and I run in to get it, finding an excuse to see the crime scene. There isn't any blood. And that's only the good news.

"There is some good news and some bad news," I say, returning to our 'gang' or whatever we are. "The good news is that there isn't any blood so that means Percy is still alive and probably just been shot with a sleeping drug. The bad news is that he isn't here, but his phone is." I hand the mobile to Thalia, who stores it in her jacket pocket, her eyes widened. Who am I kidding, I knew something like this was bound to happen eventually. Why did I take this job? Oh yeah, it was because I got to see all my old friends. I know you know this stuff, so there is no point hiding it anymore.

"So Percy is missing and we need to get him back?" asks Hazel. I nod. I have no idea why these people trust me. It's not exactly helping them in any way. Thalia speaks up, seeing my expression.

"No questions asked, right?" I smile gratefully at her, knowing each of them want to know what is going on. But I can't tell them that.

Percy's POV

I'm hungry. That's all I can say. I really need something to eat. I have no idea what this place did, but I cannot get food out of my head. I completely get that it sounds like I'm crazy or something, but it is so true.

I lay down on the shelf I now call my bed and try not to think about a warm corn-dog with ketchup and wrapped in a sticky paper wrapper that is tearing at the sides where it is damp and stickiest. Syrup dripping over crunchy and burnt waffles. [A/N: I don't know why I like burnt waffles...] Anything but food, but that is all I can think about. And Annabeth. Annabeth keeps cropping up in my mind every so often. Again, I have no idea why. Just, I know she is there and hope she okay. I don't know why those men were asking about her. What did she do that was so bad to make them want her? Or just the information I may or may not have about her?

The door opens to my 'cell' and the same two men walk in from before. I can't help but roll my eyes and look at them in mock questioning. Ha. Great. I am just guessing it's more questioning.

"S'up?" I say, smirking a little. The man in grey glowers at me while the other is expressionless. Mr Brick Wall. That is his new nickname. I chuckle at my joke and neither man changes their faces.

"Mr Jackson," starts the man in grey before I cut him off.

"How do you know my name?" I ask.

"We know everything about you," he says and tries to start off where he left off the last time he was interrupted.

"What do you know about me?"

"ENOUGH!" I retract into the wall a little, not smiling anymore. Yeah, that happened. This guy can get seriously loud when he wants to be. The walls are soundproof to the outside but not to the inside. Today, I think I have heard at least five people being fired for getting the wrong kind of coffee. This dude really is the 'big shot' is this place. No one fires people over coffee.

"Would you just shut up?" asks the man in the grey suit. I raise my eyebrows a little. He sighs, exasperated and looking a little angry. Yeah, I say a little, I mean like an angry child who is about to throw a mega tantrum if they don't get their way soon enough.

"Sorry," I mutter, sarcastically. The man's face seems to melt a little into a mask and he turns away from me momentarily, his face red and angry, lines scrunching then clearing at my word. He smiles and breathes a heavy sigh, intending to interrogate me again. Yeah, like I would ever let that would happen.

"Mr Jackson, please listen to me very carefully." I lean forward, mocking interest. "You do not listen and give us the information we want, we will happily take it by force. We have the resources to do so and I will be the first to torture you with your little girl-friend, Annabeth."

I freeze. What do I have to do to stop them?

Nico's POV

Ok, where are we going?

First of all, Jason is driving and that is something I do not feel safe with. Secondly, Annabeth is this crazy backseat driver and Jason hates it, probably meaning we are all going to die even before Percy wherever the hell he is. Thirdly, everyone is seriously depressed and Leo just won't shut up. I don't think he gets the morbid mood, but I guess I salute him for trying to cheer people up. Either that or he has no clue what's going on. Might even be both.

If you haven't been paying attention so far, we are in the school mini-van and Jason flirted with the receptionist to let us borrow it, something I never want to see ever again. Jason should get back with Piper 'cause she made him a better person. I know, deep.

"Turn right up this road!" yells Annabeth, making everyone jump and the car wobbles slightly in Jason's haste to do what she says. I have no idea why we are all suddenly listening to her, but she seems to know what she is talking about, unlike Leo who is just a flurry of words. Yup, I said flurry.

Right now, I have no idea where we are and I can't even remember if I have already said that. Clever.

We have been driving down the small country roads for at least ten minutes and are getting nowhere. I have a feeling that this could be a long ride. But we might just die before then, so maybe Annabeth should just drive. I just need to wait for Jason to say it.

"Turn left! No right! Not that road!" The car stops and Jason turns to Annabeth, his face contorted with rage. Oops.

"Do you want to drive?"

Bingo.

Annabeth's POV

I'll admit I was being a little hard on Jason with the backseat driving but now I have said it, you will forget it. Do not mention this ever again or I know where you live. Or I can probably just find out.

We are about five miles away from Head Quarters and I think everyone is bored. Not me. This is serious stuff now and I should not have taken this case and I so sorry about Percy. This is the opposite of what was supposed to happen. I was just supposed to leave him alone to make him remember. I can't even do that simple job.

Round of applause for Annabeth Chase, idiot of the Century.

The directions are weirdly planted in my head and I just know where to go. It might be all the times Luke has brought me here or it might be the training with the whole internal compass stuff, but at least I know how to get Percy back. Hopefully, he will be all in one piece.

Finally, we arrive at the place. A few of our group mutter in the back while my knuckles turn white against the black leather on the steering wheel. It's not the first time I've driven a car of some sort, but it still makes me nervous.

"Time to get out," I say, my throat dry, really sorry for anything that might happen to them.

Slowly, our group get out of the car, pushing against each other to try and see the tall building in front of us.

On the side of the road, a huge gleaming block of silver buildings, some hidden by the trees planted for the disguise purpose only. The Head Quarters. My Head Quarters.

I grab the rucksack I brought from the van and sling it over my shoulder, desperately wishing I don't have to use some of the items in there.

"We can use the back entrance or go in like we work there?" I say, turning back to the group, wishing this is just some creepy dream I am having and will wake up any second. I pinch myself. Nope, I am definitely awake.

Damn.

"I say we use front entrance, 'cause then we won't look suspicious," Nico says, cocky about being smart for once. That will be the training from computer games and stuff, but it works all the same.

"Won't it look a bit weird if we just waltz in there and say we work there?" Juniper asks.

I take a long breath of the warm air and look around before deciding whether to tell them my secret yet. I know they want to know what it is. The shroud cover of trees shift slightly in the cool breeze, the leaves rustling and creating dappled green colours on the ground around us in the clearing. I had parked the van just into the clearing, hoping not to be seen through the coverage.

"Okay," I say, finally looking at her to answer the question. "I know the people that work in there and also know they will not be creeped out by a bunch of teen kids going into a building to say they work there."

"What if they ask us questions?" asks Piper this time.

"Answer them as truthfully as you can but do not give them your name," I say. She smiles, excited and I grin. It's been a long time since I was out on field or anything like this. It's been a long time since I've been on an actual field with grass and flowers. Anyway, back to our plan.

"Lets go," Thalia says, grinning like a child on Christmas. I suppose it is a bit like Christmas. The excitement like being in some kind of movie.

We walk up to the huge pair of metal doors and Nico tries to pull them open. Jason goes to them and tries. Nothing. Ha, they lock the doors now do they? I can do one better than that.

I pull the small keycard from my pocket and walk to the side of the doors, pretending to watch them heave at the doors.

"Pull harder," I shout to them.

"Let the Leo-Mister come through!" Leo calls, pushing the two boys out of the way. There is a small panel by the right hand door where my keycard will connect with. I lean against the wall and put my hand against the wall, keycard in hand, swiping downward so the doors unlock with my access to the building.

Think you can stop me now, huh?

The doors swing open as Leo pulls them as he says,

"Piece of cake. What's the matter with you two today?" Both Nico and Jason huff and walk through the open doors, glaring straight ahead. I grin internally and follow them into the reception.

A tall blonde haired girl sits at the shining silver desk, typing viciously into a keyboard. Probably some kind of email or assignment. I bet she wishes she had a better job now compared to what some of the people here do. But it's important, all the same.

We are about to walk past her to another set of glass doors when she stops us.

"Wait."

I guess it does look kind of sketchy that ten people are trying to get past a couple of locked doors, not even turning to see the receptionist once. I pray this works and walk up to her, head high.

"Can I see your identification please," she drawls, bored and acting as though she does this every day. Then again, we aren't exactly regulars.

I take out my keycard and show her it, just in front of my face so none of my friends see who I really am. I know, secretive or what?

"Thank you, and who are all these people?" she asks, lowering her voice a tad. Oh she's good. But not that good.

"These are new subjects in for questioning," I say, smirking at her. She smiles knowingly and calls to my friends,

"The door is open, just press the green button on your left." She smiles wider, almost manically, and hands back my keycard. Inside, I vomit, outside I smirk and stalk off after my group. This place has really changed, just like Luke said.

"What now?" asks Thalia, after we are past the shutting door in another corridor filled with a variety of doors and one elevator. I point toward the elevator and say,

"We go get our Percy."

I know it was bad. I know it didn't make sense. PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! Okay, you might hate me for making this chapter so awful and everything, but I did it in a week! And I had a severe case of writers block!

I promise, next chapter will be better.

Please review? *bambi eyes*