DISCLAIMER: I've figured that I haven't done any of these in a while, since I find them pointless to do. I mean, this site is called FANfiction. Obviously, none of us are Rick Riordan, considering he's busy working on other books so he can't really get on this site to post, and also, why would he do that? so I don't think that this is necessary. And, the only things that you can submit are FAN written stories. So, yeah, disclaimer can just die.

In case you didn't get any of that, I'm not Rick, so now we can just carry on, skipping down rainbows and eating cupcakes like we used to.

Anywho, away from that, hello! I'm updating on Sunday, like I said. Yippee and yay and all of that!

Let it commence.

Annabeth

Red was behind my eyelids. I opened them, pulling away from Percy, and looked around. We weren't in Hypnos's cave anymore. We were standing outside of DOA recording studios, and people were glaring at us.

"Keep your affection to yourself," an old man grumbled as he pushed past us, and hitting our ankles with his cane for good measure. "Kids these days…"

I glanced back at Percy, who looked sheepish. "Uh, sorry!" he called.

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, Seaweed Brain," I said, grabbing his arm and hauling him behind me.

"Yes, Wise Girl," Percy said.

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I hadn't heard that in…months. It felt like years. Decades.

Getting my memories back was an incredible feeling. No longer did I feel like there were walls around in my mind, blocking everything I tried to remember. I didn't feel like there was an empty void, either. I couldn't even describe the feeling of having my memories gone. I could hardly remember it, too. Now that I could recall everything, it made me think how helpless I was before. How had I even managed to make it this far?

"Um, Annabeth?" Percy asked, interrupting my thought. "Where are we going?"

I stopped and looked around. We were standing on a cracked sidewalk, in the middle of some buildings. Their slanted shadows fell into one another, and the alley was dark. Trash was blowing down the street, and a McDonalds wrapper hit Percy on his face.

"What—? Why does this always happen to me?" he groaned, peeling the greasy paper off his face.

I smirked, thinking about the DOA flyer that stuck to his face from my mom. Why did my mom help me, anyway? I thought we were out of touch from the gods. And Hypnos.

After thinking about it, I realized that he slept most of the time anyway, so he probably didn't get the memo.

I looked around again. I didn't know where we were. I let my mind wander, and I had taken turns at random.

"Great," I muttered.

"We're lost, aren't we?" Percy asked.

"No. We are not lost. We're just in…someplace new," I insisted.

"Yeah. In other words, we're lost."

"We are not lost, Percy Jack—!" I started to yell.

Percy's hand clamped over my mouth. "Quiet! Do you hear that?"

My ears perked up. I pushed his hand off my face.

"What is that?" Percy whispered.

Laughter echoed down the alley, and several sounds of footsteps made their way around the corner where we were.

"Trouble," I said.

Percy grabbed my hand and ducked behind some disgusting dumpsters. I was a bit too late.

"Oi, boys. Lookie what we have here," a voice drawled.

I whirled around and saw six boys saunter towards me. They were dressed in expensive clothes, and the leader had a smirk on his face. He had dark hair that fell into his eyes, and cologne and alcohol filled my nose. I resisted the urge to gag.

I'd seen these idiots before. Percy, Grover, and I ran into them on our first quest.

Great.

"Looks like girlie here's lost. Should we show her around?" the leader asked. The boys cheered and wolf-whistled and looked at me with hungry glints in their eyes.

I saw Percy start stand up from behind the dumpster, but I shot him a look. He went down, but stared at me hard.

"Who, me?" I giggled. I could image what Aphrodite would say when I saw her next.

"She's a hot one, too," another kid said.

The leader walked forward and gave a mock bow. "The names Lucas. And yours?"

"Miranda," I said quickly. Just a bit closer…

"Well, Miranda, you can call me Luke," he said, walking even closer. Suddenly, his hand whipped out and took my face. "You're a pretty one, and I swear I've seen you before. I could, uh, take you somewhere private."

I glared. "Yeah, right."

And I kicked him in the groin.

He howled and fell backwards. His five cronies jumped to attention, and one of them pulled out a switchblade. I unsheathed my knife. They immediately backed up, but Lucas didn't. He lunged, and I swung. The knife passed right through him, and he fell to the ground, shock on his face. "How—? This has happened before!" he yelped.

Yelling in frustration, I threw my knife aside, and jumped in the air and kicked a guy in the head that was sneaking up behind me. He screamed and fell down.

The boy with the switchblade took a stab, and I nimbly jumped out of the way.

"Percy!" I yelled. "Now would be a good time!"

Percy jumped out from behind the dumpster.

"She's got a guy with her! And he's—!" another kid started to say before being punched in the gut by Percy.

In seconds, they were either out cold or groaning on the ground.

I leaned over Lucas. "What was that about showing me around?" I asked.

He just moaned in response.

"Yeah, I thought so," I said, and I kicked him in the side for good measure.

I stepped over their doubled-over bodies, and took hands with Percy.

"I'm glad I'm on your good side," he said, looking at me sideways.

"Me, too," I said, bending over and picking up my knife. "Because then I'd have to take you out, and it would be too easy."

"Whatever," he smirked. "Who was the one who beat Kronos?"

"Luke," I retorted. My voice then caught in my throat.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Percy asked, looking concerned. "I was joking about what I said before. I know you can beat me up."

"It's not that," I said. "Sorry, I'm just being stupid."

"Nothing's stupid if it matters to you," Percy said. We turned another corner and found a bench in plenty of sunlight, away from hobos and muggers. We sat down, and he rubbed his thumb against my hand. "What is it?"

"It's just…Luke," I said.

"I thought you were over him," Percy said, his voice sounding slightly flat.

"I am. It's just, that other kid's name was Luke, and—"

"It's freaking you out," Percy finished.

"Yeah. And his look of pain…it looked just like him before he died, and—you know what? Forget it," I said, shaking my head. "It doesn't matter anymore."

"Are you sure?" Percy asked, looking at me intently.

"I'm sure. I'm fine. Don't worry. I'm just a little…shaken up, is all."

Percy half-smiled. "It's probably because those boys were hitting on you. That's never happened to you before, has it?"

"Hey, you've hit on me plenty of times."

"That doesn't count. I'm your boyfriend."

My heart jumped a little when he said that. He was my boyfriend. I still couldn't get over it.

"Yeah," I sighed, and I put my head on his shoulder. "I'm glad you're back, Percy. Like, really back. No more kidnapping, no more memory loss. You're completely here, back, with me."

"Me, too," he sighed, putting his head on top of mine. "I've missed you too much, memory loss and all. And that's happened to me twice, now."

I sat up and glared at him. "You better not pull anymore surprise crap on me, Percy Jackson, because I've been through enough of it already. Don't tell me that you have some secret Latin girlfriend hiding in Camp Jupiter that I don't know about."

He looked surprised, and then started to grin. "I promise, there's nothing else. You are the one and only, Annabeth Chase."

I leaned back into the bench, satisfied. "Two times you've lost your memory…it better not happen again."

"I hope it doesn't," he said.

Eh, just a slight filler, with some slight action in it and some slight Percabeth. Wee!

It's weird writing about them with their memories back, now. I have to remember that they're not clueless anymore XD If I mess up in any of that, bear with me. That's been the majority of the story so far, and it might take me a while to get out of that mojo.

I have school tomorrow. Blegh.

Anyways, I'll see you guys next Sunday, if not sooner!

OKAY BYE.

P.S. I LOVE LORD OF THE RINGS. I listened to the Theme of Rohan the entire time I wrote this chapter. I just love the violin in it :) I'm also reading the book. Phew.

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