~ANNABETH~

The next day, I led my camp in the usual camp activities. I had fun, especially doing Combat Class because I went up against Octavian- I sure hate that guy, but the entire time I was only thinking of the camp fire that night. Going on a quest to find Percy's long-lost sister was, well, terrifying. Knowing that there was yet another child of the sea god was chilling, to say the least. Add the fact that it's in his Roman form?

Well, let's just say it made me almost wish I had a spider crawling on me, that is, almost.

AND THEN, add on the fact that this plan had so many holes that it should be called swiss cheese, was even worse. Percy's sister could hate us. Chiron could forbid us from going, although that hasn't stopped us from going in the past. She could be too young to find. She could be too old to find. After all, demigod dreams were not always the clearest in the world.

However, I mustered up the courage to go to the fire that night.

For Percy. For Percy. I reminded myself, as I walked with my cabin down to the pit where it was to be held.

Thank goodness, everyone was in good spirits. So good, that the fire was at record height, and the other cabins, exempting the Romans, were actually singing along to the songs the Apollo cabin led us in.

After about three songs, I looked over at Percy. He gave a slight head nod.

It was time.

Taking a deep breath, in order to give myself a split second to think about what I was going to say-and to control my crazed nerves, I stood up.

I didn't even have to tell everyone to be quiet in order for them to grow quiet.**

Deciding to come right out and say it, I spoke:

"Percy and I want to go on a quest."

There were shocked gasps. Chiron silenced everyone with a few stomps of one of his front hooves. Then he spoke to me, his voice filled with confusion:

"Why, my child? There seems to be no threats."

"Well, er, no, but P-percy-" I tried to stammer out the words, but Percy, clearly sensing my need for help, stood up and finished for me. His voice was surprisingly calm and cool, not at all like last night.

"I have a sister. A Roman sister."

Now there were not only shocked gasps, but shocked whispers as well. A few were yelling. Chiron looked both surprised and understanding.

"The satyrs, or fauns in the case of the Romans," he gave a respectful nod in the direction of the Roman section of demigods, "are normally the ones to help demigod children." he told us.

I was about to protest, to even beg him to let us go, when Percy replied:

"I saw her birth in a dream. I think my dad wants me to find her."

Chiron rubbed his chin in thought. After a moment, he opened his mouth to speak, when Rachel Elizabeth Dare, one of my closest friends, came forward. Her normally emerald eyes were glowing.

The oracle was here.

"Daughter of the trident lost by design,

confused by sea's jealousy.

A dream and lightening to help two find

eagle's born sent out to bring back one stolen wrongly."

She finished and started to slump over, when two people from the Hecate cabin helped her to her chair to rest.

We all were silent until Percy said:

"We should go. And Jason," he turned to the child of the sky god, "I need you to go with us."

He nodded in reply, seeming to not be surprised by this, although his face was strangely pale, as if something were bothering him.

We looked at Chiron, waiting for the centaur's decision.

"The oracle has spoken. It is clear this quest is destined by the Fates to go on. And who am I to stop the will of the Fates? I grant you right to go. For now, you must all get some rest. You will need to leave early. The rest of you need to rest up for tomorrow's activites."

As everyone began to stand up and leave, I walked over to Percy and Jason.

"We should meet in front of Thalia's tree. Agreed?"

The two nodded and Percy said:

"We should be going; we need the sleep. Annabeth, I'll walk you to your cabin."

"OK." Jason and I replied.

Percy and I headed in one direction and Jason in the other. As Percy took my hand to walk me back to the Athena cabin, I couldn't help but think of Jason's reaction to the news. He seemed to be worried about something. He was strangely silent the entire time. And when stood up, he seemed pretty shaken up, looking as if he were going to throw up any second.

"You OK?" Percy asked me.

I quickly realized we were standing in front of my cabin because we were no longer walking.

"Not really." I admitted, looking down.

"Don't worry Annabeth, we'll find her and bring her back here." Percy said to me softly, lifting my chin up gently.

"But remember those lines of the prophecy, like-"

"Shh. Whatever happens, it happens." He told me softly.

He then pressed his lips to mine and I felt that warm, familiar buzzing sensation in my stomach. My head became light and everything around me faded away. I closed my eyes to enjoy it as much as possible.

When we pulled away, he said:

"Goodnight Annabeth. I love you."

His words made me feel like I could jump to the moon.

"Goodnight Percy. I love you too." I told him, my voice coming out soft and mushy.

He gave me one last smile and left.

Whatever happens, happens. I told myself.

If only I could feel as confident as my words sounded.

**I figured that since Annabeth was so popular and respected she would easily command attention. Wouldn't you agree?

I hope you enjoyed it, and are looking forward to the next chapter, 'cause I can't wait to write it! :)

No reviews from chapter 4, so...yeah...

Well, on that note, bye guys! :D