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WARNING: EXTREME FILLER CHAPTER!

Sorry, but it leads so stuff! It would have been longer if I'd picked a different perspective...*couch* Jason *cough*

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Chapter 22

Hazel

Hazel's eyes fluttered open groggily to the loud sound of arguing.

"It's not my fault, Beauty Queen!"

"WE ALMOST DROWNED! YES IT IS YOUR FAULT!"

"Guys, Hazel's still-"

"SHUT UP, FRANK!"

"Don't be so mean, Beauty Queen!"

"I'm being mean? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO CRASH LANDED US!"

"EVERYBODY SHUT UP! I think Hazel's getting up."

Hazel sat up. She saw Frank, looking at her, standing in between Piper and Leo, who seemed to be ready to kill each other.

"Where's Jason?" Hazel asked, observing the area.

They were standing and lying on grass near a beach with almost white sand. The cool ocean water lapped against the sand, pulling away stray grains and plunging them in the seemingly endless depths of the blue-green mystery.

"He's by the ship, checking for damages," Leo muttered. "I wanted to do it, but then I got in a fight with Beauty Queen here."

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!" Piper growled. "Frank, move!"

"No," Frank replied, almost calmly. "No one is going to die here today!"

Hazel stood up and looked behind her.

A bunch of palm trees were scattered behind her into a thin forest of light wood and dark pieces of huge foliage.

She turned, and to the left, she saw that tens of trees had been run over by the falling of the Argo II and they lay crushed and broken under the hull and bottom of the boat. There was a long, fat cut in the dirt made by the skidding of the ship as it came to stop, Hazel guessed, and the back of the ship was smoking.

The boat, however, didn't fair too well, either.

There was a large rip in the side of the hull that Leo had decided not to reinforce, and the huge hole near the engine through the bottom of the ship could be seen even from here.

"How are we going to fix this?" Hazel asked, completely out of context from the on going fight.

"Let's ask Fire Boy, or Fix-it Man here," Piper sneered. "He should know what to do."

"Why don't we just use the huge pile of Celestial Bronze you saved from Camp Half-Blood?" Hazel asked, remembering the room where they did the pig dissection.

"I thought of that, too," Leo told her, "but when I went to check, I saw that she'd ripped a hole through the floor of that room, too, and we only have…maybe five or six sheets of the stuff left. Not enough to fix a hole that big. Plus, the engine isn't made of Celestial bronze. I need metal for that."

Frank groaned.

"Nice work, Fix-It Guy," Piper snapped, and sat down on the ground. "What do we do now?"

Hazel looked over to the ship, and saw Jason, waving his arms and running toward them.

"I found…" he gasped, bending over when he finally reached them. "I found another sheet of Celestial Bronze."

"So, how many do we have now?" Leo asked.

"Seven large sheets and three medium sized ones," Jason replied, having finally caught his breath.

"That can probably fix the bottom of the engine room," Leo sighed.

"We need a smaller ship," Piper whined.

"Or, just more pieces of bronze. It's not impossible to find it," Leo replied.

"How are we going to find it then, Leo?" Piper snapped.

"Piper," Jason stepped in.

Hazel felt very much like a bystander. Or an invisible someone.

"What's gotten into you, Piper?" Jason asked.

"I'm…" Piper sighed. She took a deep breath and began again. "I'm sorry. I just don't like being in these situations. I hate feeling like things are out of my control. I hate feeling helpless."

Jason gave her a hug. "It's okay," Hazel heard him tell her.

When they stepped apart, Leo said, "I'm going to go check the hole damages and assess the necessary repairs. Where'd you but the metal?"

"By the hole," Jason replied.

"I'll help," Hazel answered, and she caught up to him.

"Why are you helping me?" Leo asked. "I'm pretty sure Jason's going to orchestrate a search for more metal. Don't you want to be a part of that?"

Hazel remembered what happened on the Argo II with the flying snake-fish ladies. She remembered how she'd been fighting well until she fell backward and hit her head on Festus's.

She didn't really remember much after that. A fuzzy, little memory of Frank standing over her with a sword, screaming at the sky.

And pain. Searing pain in her arm, and a terrible headache.

She looked down at her left arm.

Three long, starting to heal scratch marks ran from the inside of her wrist to the outside of her elbow. They circled around her arm, as if the scratcher had been in motion.

"You got scratched by one of those lady-snake-fish things," Leo told her, and she looked up at him.

"I monitored your damages a little while, too, before I decided to check the ship. I was the only one still conscious," he added. "And then Jason woke up, and left to check the ship. Then Piper woke up, and she started yelling at me. And after a little while Frank woke up. And then a couple minutes later, you woke up again."

Hazel nodded.

"When she got you, you flew backward and hit your head on Festus. You have a cut on the back of your head, under all your hair, and a small bruise right below your right temple," Leo continued.

Hazel took her injured arm and touched right below her right temple.

It hurt, very much, and it was very tender. "How bad does it look?"

"It's dark, and kind of blue," Leo replied. "But it'll heal."

Hazel smiled. "What about my cuts?"

"They might scar, even with the ambrosia. Sorry," Leo muttered as her face fell.

They got to the Argo II just then, and Hazel was astounded by the actual enormousness of the gaping hole before her.

"So, how are we supposed to fix this?" Hazel asked.

"I don't know. Are you sure you don't want to go help with the bronze hunt?" Leo asked as he stepped inside the ship and looked at it from the other side.

"Frank wouldn't let me," Hazel replied. "And I want to help."

Leo nodded. "Alright. Well, would you bring me that medium sheet of bronze over there? I'd like to get started."

After a couple minutes, maybe ten or so, of hammering sheets of metal over a hole with Leo, Hazel looked over at the group and saw Jason, Piper, and Frank standing up.

And then they ran into the thin forest together.

"I think they've decided we were safe, and that they should go," Hazel told Leo as she held the metal sheet in place. "They just felt."

"That's alright," Leo shouted from the other side of the bronze sheet. "They'll be fine."

I hope so, Hazel thought. Stay safe, Frank. Stay safe, you guys.

SORRY SORRY SORRY FOR FILLER!

There's something I want to say before I go...

In order to celebrate Spring Break, I'm going to post a chapter every day until I go back to school! That's 9 to 11 days of a chapter per day! Awesome, right?

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