Annabeth's POV
"Justimagine how broke she'd be without you?" she heard from Reyna as she and Hazel arrived at the door to the apartment Percy was in.
There was a moment's pause, and it seemed Percy was seriously considering something.
"Then do it," Percy told her. She heard two thumps of him getting down on the ground and heard, "Kill me Reyna."
She heard a quite gasp in the room, presumably from Reyna.
"And be satisfied," she heard from Percy, his voice cracking when he said satisfied.
Annabeth heard the gun being cocked and flashed three fingers at Hazel.
Hazel nodded, and Annabeth removed one finger. They both got right in front of the door, their shoulder aimed at it. Annabeth had her index finger up for only a second as they both smashed against the door, slamming it open to shocked Reyna and a happy beyond his mind Percy, with his hands up like he was about to get shot at.
Hazel moved the bat to her left hand as she helped Percy off the ground with her right. Annabeth cocked and aimed her gun straight at Reyna's head, but Reyna seemed too okay with that for Annabeth's taste.
Maybe I should change targets…she thought.
She moved her gun down to Zeus's head, and Annabeth said, "Let him go you bitch, or I shoot his old head off."
Then Reyna looked truly frightened, and then deep in thought as she considered Annabeth's bargain.
"You won't shoot," she said proudly after a moment.
Annabeth moved her gun slightly to the left and shot a hole through Zeus's ear just to prove her point.
He shrieked in pain as Annabeth said "Oh, really now?"
Then Reyna looked scared again, and then she seemed to be thinking again.
She must be really considering this then…
She suddenly heaved a large, annoyed sigh and shoved the dying, injured old man towards Annabeth. He collapsed at her feet, his breaths shaky, heaving coughs.
Reyna's POV
She had to escape now. She had to. She cannot be arrested, and especially by her ex-boyfriend and his new famous girlfriend. No.
She aimed to the side of her left ear and shot twice, then aimed to the right of Percy's torso and shot again. They all panicked, checking for bullet wounds, but she knew she missed all of them.
She did it on purpose since she can't be blamed for two murders, especially in one day.
The gun was thrown out the window ahead of her and she leaped through the hole it made, landing in a roll and expertly picking up the gun before she ever hit the ground.
Good thing I had been training for stunts like jumping off a two story building safely, she thought as she grinned and ran away.
Percy's POV
He ran to the broken window that Reyna had just leaped out of and saw her glance back at him with a grin. Of course she gets away.
"HQ?" he said into the walkie-talkie.
"Yeah Jackson?
"I need a bus at the apartment at the corner of Olympus and Tamalpais immediately. Apartment 600 on the 6th floor."
"Bus en route."
"Thanks," he said, walking over to Annabeth and Hazel.
He embraced Annabeth and saw she was standing on her tiptoes to hug him. Adorable.
"We won," he whispered.
"Yeah," she whispered back. "I guess we did."
"What are we whispering about?" said Hazel who got in between in their hug.
"Just about how we got him," said Percy as Annabeth giggled.
"Oh, yeah…" said Hazel. "We did," she said unenthusiastically.
"Hazel," said Percy, "we won," said Percy hesitantly.
"And Frank's dead," she said flatly. Percy flinched and grabbed his gut, which suddenly felt like it wouldn't be able to hold his lunch much longer. Frank's dead.
"Guys," said Annabeth. "Let's, um, head down to meet the ambulance…" said Annabeth a bit too perkily for the situation. "Percy, do you mind carrying Zeus?"
He shook his head and lifted the old bastard onto his shoulders, dragging him to the elevator.
You could say they got some interesting looks walking down the lobby to the front door where an ambulance was just pulling up. Percy couldn't say he blamed them. His clothes were torn and bloody, Annabeth was still wearing only Percy's hoodie and Hazel had no under clothing and was just wearing short shorts and a poncho he assumed they found somewhere.
Percy loaded Zeus into the stretcher, muttering to him, "If it were up to me, you'd accidentally die in that ambulance."
Zeus flipped him off as he was rolled into the ambulance that sped away. People were staring at the scene disgusted, interested, humorously, or all three.
"Hey Percy," asked Annabeth. "Where's Hazel?" she asked as she looked all around her.
"Better question," he said as he looked at her empty hoodie pocket. "Where is your gun?"
Percy's eyes widened exactly when Annabeth's did.
"Reyna," they both said at the same time.
They tore off through the front double doors, hand in hand, to begin a desperate search for Hazel, hopefully beforehand.
A/N: And it just never ends (: I'm enjoying this. Are you? Probably not. Oh well.