This story is in The Lost Hero time area. Beginning (when Coach Hedge is fighting off the ve-storm spirits, I forgot the Latin/Greek name, and is about to get goatnapped). It slowly progresses and you can guesstimate where it is.

***Alison's POV***

When I'd leapt out the window, I had no idea what I was thinking.

I'd left before Seth could come and interrogate me about Annabeth's hat. Why hadshe sent it to me? It was one of those things she never left without.

I yanked off my bracelet (link in previous chapter), clicked the two ends together and tossed it in the air. I kept my hand there, and gripped my bow tightly as it came down, arrow already placed, and I swung the quiver around my shoulder. I ran to a moreconcealed part of the shore, and launched my arrow. It went flying feet above the ocean, and I tore off my plunged myself into the water, bow and all.

So my weapons don't get wet, I created an air bubble around me. I swam to the part where my arrow had pierced through a waving piece of seaweed. Pretty accurate from no practice for a while.

I pulled it out, and settle on the ocean floor.

I hadn't opened the rest of the package other than Annabeth's hat. After seeing that, I was scared to see what else was in the box. I mean, my brother was missing. There was nothing I could think about other than that, sometimes. If Percy Jackson goes missing, that was bad. How was Annabeth taking this?

I finger the drachma in my pocket. With a grimace, I shoot to the surface.

***Seth's POV***

Where was that girl? She couldn't have gotten far.

I skidded to a stop at the shoreline. Her scent stopped a few yards from the actual line between water and land. Did she jump into the water?

I turn in worried circles as I wait for somebody-preferably Alison-to show up. Somebody did. Well, somebodys. But not Alison. Not even close.

It was the rest of the pack.

Jacob stared at me, while Paul laughed as I collapsed on the ground. "Looking for your girlfriend?" Quil asked with a sly grin.

"Shut up." I scowled.

"Come on!" Embry laughs. Out of the corner of my eye, Alison suddenly appears, hair lifted in the wind, and pulls out a golden coin. She tosses it in the water and some shimmery image appears. When she shivers, I had the urge to run over there and hug her to warm her, but I couldn't do that.

"You guys are acting immature. I'm going for a swim."

I started for the water but Paul grabs my arm. "Let's go cliff diving. Bring Alison too," he turns in her direction. Her head snaps up and and stuffs the coin back in her pocket, smiling nervously in our direction. Of course, Paul could smell her, but how did she know...? "I'll get her."

"No," I state firmly. "I am."

I jogged over to where Alison was squatted down in the sand. "Hey, Alison!"

The corners of her mouth played with a smile. "Yeah, Seth?" I tried to ignore the rush of happiness I got when my name was formed on her lips.

"We're going cliff diving. Want to come?" I pointed to the cliff down the beach. Her eyes widen.

"Yes! Come on, I'll get my swim suit."

We strode to Jacob's house, where she hopped into her room to change. She came out wearing: .com/cgi/set?id=43011730.I held my breath and tried to look away from her as she slid on her sunglasses. "Wh-why are you wearing sunglasses?" I asked. "It's cloudy."

"I know," she mumbles, shrugging. "The weather's pretty gloomy here." She sighs. "I've seen worse where I lived. In New York. That camp."

We walk to the cliff, unusually close, and I can almost hear those idiots' voices (Paul, Quil, Embry) as we near. They tease me as Alison looks on, confused. She slips off her shorts and dangles her legs over the end of the cliff. I hadn't noticed how long I'd been staring at her until Quil nudges me and she turns. "So... we going to cliff dive, or what?"

"Yeah!" Embry dives off the edge. He lands at the bottom with a splash, but Alison doesn't flinch.

"I'll go next." Jacob throws a glance at all of us, and plunges himself into the dark water. Quil and Paul follow.

"Want to go next?" I asked.

"Nah, you can go. I'll go next," she told me.

***Alison's POV***

I watched Seth jump lithely off the cliff, into the water. The slowly appearing sun glints off his tan skin. The sound of splashing water reaches my ears as I peer down. Faint voices shout out, "Come on, Alison!" With a wry grin, I heft myself upwards and twirl off into the water.