I do not own Percy Jackson. This is another short one but again, these are meant for small enjoyment!
"No, no, she can't be gone! She can't be!" Annabeth screamed. Campers gathered around the crest of the hill, and Luke kneeled down to the level of Annabeth.
"Beth, she saved us, now c'mon let's get going," Luke said. He was struggling to find his words. Annabeth whimpered, tears glistening in her eyes. Luke sighed, and picked her up with ease heading towards the Big House. Grover followed dejectedly, tears threatening to fall.
"Thalia," Annabeth repeatedly whispered into Luke's shoulder, her eyes still wide with shock. "No, no, no, no, Thalia," she murmured even quieter.
"I got you kiddo," Luke tried to grin but turned it into a lopsided smile. Tears were flowing freely now, across his cheeks. Campers were here and there staring. Brats, can't they see a girl is crying? Luke glared at them and they shrugged it off.
"Campers back to your activities!" Chiron stomped his hooves loudly. "You can stay in the Big House tonight...due to the circumstances." His eyes were sad and dark brown. Thalia couldn't be the first one he's seen on that hill, gone. The campers dispersed but they were obviously still talking about what had happened.
"...Daughter of Zeus..."
"What's that pine tree doing?"
"All three Kindly Ones!"
"Blah-ah-ah," Grover sniffled, "I'm a failure!"
"Man, we wouldn't have made it here if it weren't for you!" Luke exclaimed. Maybe Thalia would have too if the gods cared, Luke thought bitterly. "C'mon Annabeth, let's get you to the Big House." Annabeth was still sniffling and wrung her arms around Luke's neck. She sniffled and looked up.
"Don't leave me," she said with her puppy dog grey eyes. "Promise."
"Promise," Luke said with a half smile.