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Do you see our predicament here?

Wow. I had this really long (over 2,000 words) chapter written about Annabeth seeing Percy's ghost after they were both in a car wreck, and everyone thinks she was just dreaming, but it didn't fit the theme I was going for. So I destroyed it. Kind of. You might see something similar in Dying. Mwhaha.

This is: Dream

I don't own PJO

Percy, Annabeth

Summary preview: Demigod dreams suck.

The world was on fire. Everything I could see was burning, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn't put the flames out. People, kids, were screaming, and I could see lightning flash in the sky as hundreds of falling stars lit up the world even more.

In the distance I could see the Olympians fight giants, the demigods sometimes helping, sometimes fighting off the monsters on the ground.

I could see all of my friends, even the few I had made at Camp Jupiter.

But I could also see another army coming towards them. Gaia's demigod army.

And I was leading it.

Waking up because your girlfriends is screaming, isn't the best way of waking up, but I would take it, if it meant leaving that dream behind.

"What? Are you okay? Is there an Canadian ninja outside?" I asked, sitting up so fast, I almost fell out of my chair.

Annabeth was on the couch, her eyes wide and terrified, breathing deeply.

"No... no. Sorry. Just," she shuddered. I began to stand up, but she waved me away.

"Just a bad dream. Oh gods, you don't think I woke up Sally and Paul, do you?" she said looking at their door, which was in perfect view, considering we were in the living room and all.

At that moment Mom and Paul rushed out of their room, their hair looking terrible.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Mom asked, her eyes scanning the room.

Annabeth blushed. "Nothing. I'm so sorry, Mrs. Blofis. I didn't mean to scare you. I just had a nightmare."

Mom's face softened, and she sat down beside Annabeth, patting her back like she had done for me, so many times before.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked. Annabeth looked up at me, a flash of fear wen through her eyes, and she squeezed them closed again.

"I- I don't know."

Mom glared at me, which I took as a signal to leave.

"Well, Paul, don't you think we should go... eat some breakfast?" I asked. Mom rolled her eyes, but smiled. "There are blue waffles from yesterday in the refrigerator, if you boys are hungry." she told us.

"Sweet." I said, standing up, and dragging Paul, with his barely awake self, out of the living room.

"Wait until they are done talking before going back in there." I told him, opening the refrigerator.

Paul nodded absentmindedly, and sat down at the table, looking at the night sky.

I glanced at our clock, and saw that it was only three thirty-three in the morning. I had stayed up later then this, finishing schoolwork before.

But I heated up my waffles, dumped a lot of syrup on them, and attacked them with my fork.

After about ten minutes, I finished my mountain of waffles, and started washing the dishes.

Annabeth and Mom came in soon after, and we all sat at the table.

Annabeth randomly hugged me, and I automatically hugged her back, though I didn't know what this was for.

"Did I ever tell you that I am so happy that you are alive?" she asked.

"Quiet a few times, I believe. Mostly when you came to Camp Jupiter and basically tackled me, before remembering that I might not know who you are."

She laughed softly. "Sorry about that. It was just so good to see you. It was August, and you were turning eighteen, and I was so scared that you may not even be alive, and we wouldn't know until we got to New Rome, and gods, I'm using a really long run-on sentence, but I don't care."

I laughed then, and kissed her forehead. "I was fine. I'm still fine. And I plan on staying that way. And believe me, I did not mind that hug at all. You have no idea how insane I was feeling over your eyes and name. I didn't even know that you existed, but when I saw you step off that flying boat, gods, I was relieved that the amazing person in my head was real." I told her.

She smiled and then blinded a few times. "I just realized that my parents have no idea where I am. I told them I was going to go watch a movie with a friend, came here, watched about five horror movies, fell asleep, and never came home. This is going to take some serious explaining."

Mom spoke up, reminding me that we weren't the only two in the room.

"Yes, well, we can deal with that at a better hour. I hope you don't mind dear, but I am tired. I think Paul is asleep again, and while you both may not have school tomorrow, you do have to explain this to her parents. I suggest you go back to sleep as well." she said, and pulled semi-conscious Paul back to their room.

"Are you okay?" I asked when the door was closed.

Annabeth nodded. "Yeah. It was just a dream, right? You never did lead the Gaia army, and you never killed me." she said almost talking to herself.

I was a little disturbed that we had both had such similar dreams, but I didn't say anything, instead telling her to take my room upstairs, while I slept on the couch.

Annabeth was too tired to argue, so she left for my room and I layed on the couch, praying not to have to continue my earlier nightmare.

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