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Chapter 4:

People crowded the streets below. No, she corrected herself, Romans crowded the streets below. Romans were supposed to be their enemies. That's how it had been, but now they had to join forces or the world as they knew it would cease to exist. She scanned the crowds for a familiar mop of messy black hair but found none. Where is he? Then doubt crept in, what if he wasn't here like Jason had said? What if things had went horribly wrong and he had somehow… died? No, she told herself, if he had died you would have felt it. Along with mind-reading and foresight she could also feel the presence of some things. It was an odd feeling. She could feel the life force that made the difference between the living and the dead. She felt disturbances like Piper walking up to her or Jason worrying about their arrival. But the feeling that emanated from Camp Jupiter was unlike any other she had felt before. There was something there that drew her to the area. Like a magnet to metal or a moth to flame. The feeling was sucking her down, almost like gravity. Who or whatever was down there she needed to get down there desperately. Maybe it was just nerves and she wanted to get this over with? Or maybe it was Percy? She received a brief headache in reply to her thought about him. Mixed in with her feelings of desperation were feelings of dread and pain. She wished Leo would stop circling the city and just land already. "Hurry up, Leo! We don't have all day for you to land!" Annabeth shouted. Jeez, what's eating her? "Leo, I can hear you!" Crap. Annabeth climbed the stairs to where Leo was steering the ship. He rolled his eyes at her and she hit him in the arm.

"This whole mind-reading thing is going to be the death of me!" He said shaking his shaggy head. Annabeth smiled a smile that only a child of Athena can. A smile the Percy Jackson had come to love.

He had run out of breath somewhere between the Forum and the Lake. He stood there staring at the ground realizing there was nothing he could do. The lake water began to churn and thrash. He turned in time to see Reyna running towards him. "Percy, what's wrong with you?" Reyna asked her voice full of curious rage. Then in a softer tone she asked, "Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?" Percy didn't answer. He was furious. Everything in him wanted to punch something or someone. He turned around to face Reyna.

"A-Reyna… I-I'm sorry, I can't- I don't-…" Percy scratched his head. He had almost called her Annabeth. Now he was really losing it and Reyna was smart enough to figure that out on her own. He might as well tell her. The Greeks would be here any moment now. "Reyna, it's about when I blacked out." He told her everything. Well, except for maybe all the stuff about Annabeth. He didn't want Reyna any madder at him than she already was and she'd be a lot harder to reason with. Once he was finished he put his hands in his pockets and looked up into the sky as if it had the answer to all his questions.

"Percy, I'm sorry," she said.

"No, Reyna, it's not your fault. It's not anybody's fault, it just happened." He sighed. His voice was full of sorrow yet it had a hopeful ring because he knew deep down inside him that he would see Annabeth. Maybe not today, and maybe not tomorrow but he knew somehow that he would see her. A sharp pain pulsated through his head. The pain was followed by more random bursts of pain, his vision blurred slightly and he became dizzy. He pressed his fingers against his forehead in an attempt to stifle the increasing pain. Reyna looked concerned and was probably yelling for help or something. He couldn't tell. The only thing that was going through his mind was how to stand up and why he had a certain desire to learn how to fly; little did he know the same thing was happening 15,000 feet in the air.

Annabeth was struggling to stand, "L-Leo, land, now." Leo nodded and the ship began to descend upon a lake off to the side of the city. Two specks were barely visible; one ran away in terror to find shelter desperately trying to drag the other with them. But the other one wouldn't move, in fact he was coming towards the lake. Then it hit Annabeth. She knew why the other person had run away. They weren't descending. They were falling.

Yeah, yeah, yeah I know what your thinking: Where's the Reunion? Well I'll tell you, suspense and cliffhanger's are a writer's best friends. Sorry, guys still working on it. Anyways, review please!