A / N: Hello! This chapter is a little short, but if I added the next bit it would take to long. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Me: I own PJO. World: *cough cough* Me: *mumbles something about not owning PJO*

6

I picked up the brick sized telephone attached to the wall next to the door and dialled the number for assistance.

"Turn the kitchen light off," I instructed Jack.

"What difference does it make," said Jack.

"It's all for nothing if there's bad lighting," I told him.

He snorted, but flicked the switch anyway.

In another short minute, there was a knock on the door. I opened it to see a freckly teenage boy, looking out of place in his hotel uniform. His limbs were too long for his body, and his shoulders were slightly hunched from leaning over too much. His began to look at me with what looked like longing. Eugh. Being a daughter of Aphrodite was really embarrassing sometimes. I didn't want to use charmspeak on this kids, so I used the other trait I had gotten from Aphrodite instead.

"Um, how can I help you?" mumbled the boy.

"Could we please order a pizza?" I asked, twirling a lose strand hair around my finger the way I've seen other girls do when they talk to guys.

He hesitated for a moment, before saying. "Sure. What kind?"
I rewarded him with a dazzling smile, and Jack rolled his eyes behind me. I told him the details and flavours, flirting slightly, just to give him a little hope.

"That'll be twenty-one fifty," the boy said, grinning lazily now.

"Oh," I let my face fall.

"But you don't have to pay anything," he added hastily.

I gave a pretty small smile. "Thanks."

"No problem," he mumbled, and exited the doorway, probably muttered something about how his boss was going to kill him.

I shut the door to face Jack on the couch, smirking,

"Oh, shut up," I said, sitting down on the other green couch.

"I didn't say anything," he said.

"You know what I mean. Leo never finds out, okay?"

Jack grinned. "Sure."

I bit my lip. "I didn't charmspeak him."

"Yeah, well …"

"You were hungry weren't you?"

"Yes," said Jack grudgingly.

I was just about to relax on the couch when Leo called out from the spa.

"It's cold!"

"What the dial on?" I called back.

"Thirty!"

I frowned. I had put it on twenty-five and it was perfectly hot.

"Does he have clothes on?" I whispered to Jack.

Jack nodded. "Yeah, he's wearing board shorts in there."

I got up from the perfectly comfortable green couch and walked into the spa room.

Leo was sitting in the corner of the spa, shivering slightly. I couldn't help noticing his bare chest, and his hard, flat stomach. I knew Leo was part Italian, and he had obviously inherited the tanned skin that my Dad had inconveniently forgotten to pass on to me.

Trying to ignore Leo's perfect body, I looked at the dials on the spa. I sighed exasperatedly.

"Leo, you've still got it on the cold setting," I told him, flipping the switch over to 'hot'.

Leo grinned lazily as hot water flooded out of the jet on his right. The water wasn't the only thing that was hot in the spa, however. Damn it, Maia, I told myself. Don't think that way.

I sat on the edge of the edge of the spa, the heels of my knee high combat boots resting on the step. Leo and I began to talk. I mean, not like we haven't talked before, but we've never had a real, lengthy conversation. Almost twenty minutes later (!) I left Leo to go get changed.

I walked out into the lounge room.

"You look happy," noticed Jack.

"Not anymore. You started eating the pizza without me!" I said indignantly.

"I was hungry," said Jack shrugging.

"Unfair! You could've at least waited until we were ready."

"Well, you might've taken a long time," Jack said.

He could at least try to sound a little bit guilty. I sat down next to him and grabbed a slice of pepperoni.

"Yum," I said thickly.

Jack nodded, grabbing his own slice of what looked like chilli and prawn pizza. When Leo came in and started eating with us, the atmosphere of the room seemed to lighten by the tenfold. Every now and then Jack and Leo cracked jokes that I didn't understand. Sometimes it was lonely being the only girl. But I wasn't left out. Soon enough we were daring each other to fit a whole slice of pizza in our mouth. When Jack left to go in the spa, Leo and I pranked him by changing the underwater lights to the colour red. Jack ran out of the spa room screaming that the spa was full of blood.

The TV was broken, so we went to bed earlier than usual. The pillows were soft, but not nearly as soft as the pegasus down filled ones at camp. The sheets weren't as soft either. Mainly nothing was as good because pretty much everything had been made with magical material. I had no trouble getting to sleep though. I was exhausted. The last thing I heard before drifting off was Leo's soft snores.

When I opened my eyes into the dream, I recognised the room I was in immediately. The steel walls and concrete floor was the same, and so was the slumped figure in the darkness. A moss like plant was growing on the wall, and the whole room looked moist. The room must be underground or right next to a water source, I thought.

"What do you want?" I said.

The voice would reply it always did.

"Just to give you what you want." There it was. "I will tell you where we are."

"Why are you helping me?" I demanded.

I didn't trust the voice, whoever or whatever it was. The room still had the same feeling as if it was rocking, and I eyed the walls nervously, expecting them to close on me again at any moment.

"Because," said the voice. "I like you. You are brave, defiant, and hopelessly out matched."

I rolled my eyes. I wasn't scared of the voice anymore. I was annoyed by it.

"Is this the part where you tell me you are going to kill me?" I asked.

The voice laughed. It was a harsh, grating sounding that almost made me flinch. "No, I'm not going to kill you. Just keep you. You are my possession. You will always be mine."

"Um, no," I said. "I'm nobody's possession."

"San Diego. You will find us there," said the voice abruptly.

"What if you're lying?" I asked. There was an 80% chance that he was lying.

"Why would I need to lie?" said the voice, before fading away.

My vision began to get darker and darker until all I could see was blackness. I stumbled around blindly.

"Help," I whispered.

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