Me: Thanks for the reviews guys! Did anyone else have trouble see the new reviews? I had to actually hack into my email account to read them.

They fixed it now, but still. It was irritating having to search my mind for that buried password for an account I only use to make new accounts.

How many of you actually gave into your curiosity and checked out 'The Chicken Has Achieved Liftoff' by HecateA? I will freely admit to going back and reading it after reading over mine.

This is: Kicked In the Head

I will tell you now, it's kind of angst-y. Blame way too many reading of sad things that made me cry. And Who Am I? by Eleos

Love the oneshots, but geez, I always have an urge to write after reading it and my writing mood is always bitter and depressed.

Whatever. Don't worry. Percabeth LIVES!

Kinda.

I don't own PJO or HOO.

Reyna, Percy, Annabeth

Summary: King and Queen torn apart.

"You looked... excited. Are you mental?" I tease, as I looked at Percy's face. He rolls his sea green eyes at me, gives me that crooked smile, and my heart does a weird little flutter.

"Yeah, well, maybe I can finally remember some things. I don't remember ever having complete knowledge of my life, and honestly, it is going to be seriously surreal to remember a childhood. But still... it's something I need to know."

I nodded and take his hand. Something flashes in his eyes, but then it's gone and that trusting, calm look goes over his face. And that amazes me. I might have see his indifferent mask, the confident mask, the leader mask, but rarely have I ever see what really goes on in his mind.

Of course, if I couldn't see his eyes I might have thought this is his 'Reyna' mask. But no. If anyone ever looked into his eyes during those mask, you could see what feelings he was hiding.

Somehow, this just makes me more determined to learn everything about this Greek demigod that has Camp Jupiter on it's toes.

The purple cape is in place on his back and I adjust mine to match. In the mirror I glance up and smile slightly at the regal way we look like this. A king and queen of Ancient Rome in togas and capes.

Percy catches my gaze and laughs. "I feel like an idiot."

I laugh with him even though some part of me is screaming not to let anyone see the giving into emotions. But then again, he isn't just anyone. "Part of the job, Jackson." I say, loving the way his eyes are smiling.

"Come on." I said as I took his hand and walked out of the cabin. Instantly I drop his hand, nod, and walk in sync with him until we reach the front of the parting group to meet the already landed Greeks.

But when I saw Jason standing in the lead, some blonde girl at his side that looks vaguely familiar, I wanted to stop dead and leap into his arms at the same time. My best friend was back.

But I continued my walk with Percy and when we stopped at the front, I can tell that the blonde girl is staring at Percy. Jason said something to her and she smiled at him, replying.

Jason's eyes widened and his gaze instantly snapped onto Percy as well.

Percy on the other hand just looked vaguely shocked, but put on a wavering smile.

He opened his mouth slightly to say something, but the girl was faster.

"You're wearing a purple cape."

Percy's smile turned steady at that.

"I was proving that I can look good in anything, Wise Girl." he told her, an amused glint in his eyes. At his words, the girl grinned and ran towards him, throwing herself into a hug.

I was about to say something that would no doubt embarrass Percy, when she kissed him and I froze.

I stared at them for a second and suddenly I could hear Percy saying,

"I feel like I just got kicked in the head."

I had laughed at the time, because honestly, he had just been kicked in the head while unconscious, but right now, I felt the exact same way.

I looked over at Jason and saw a small smile on his face. A girl in the background laughed. A familiar Latino boy grinned wickedly.

I cleared my throat and turned towards the Greeks, ignoring the shell-shocked Romans. Because even they know that Percy is mine. The two broke apart but I didn't let myself look back.

"Jason Grace. Greeks. Welcome to Camp Jupiter." I said, thankful that my voice didn't break.

Jason looked back at me. "Hey, Reyna. Glad to be here. You guys know about Percy, right?" he asked.

That he is Greek? Yeah. That apparently he has a girlfriend that is not me? No, I hadn't really. Thanks for letting me know.

"He's a son of Poseidon. Of course we know. Your... friends are who exactly?"

Jason nodded, his leader face back. I almost laughed at how much he looked like Percy at that moment.

The boy with the wicked grin introduced himself first.

"Leo Valdez. Son of Hephaestus, god of Fire."

"Piper McLean. Daughter of Aphrodite, goddess of Love." the girl who had laughed said. I instantly hated her. It was irrational, pointless, and petty, but I hated her for having joy in my sorrow.

Not that I let it show.

"Annabeth Chase. Daughter of Athena, goddess of-"

"Wisdom." when she raised and eyebrow, I added "I got it from the nickname. I see that you know Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, god of the Sea. We of course, remember Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, king of the Skys. I'm Reyna, daughter of Bellona, the goddess of War." I narrow my eyes, suddenly recognizing her.

Annabeth Chase. She had helped with destroying Circe's Island!

Fury coursed through my veins at the thought. Sure, I have forgiven Percy. I had actually gotten to know Percy and found out he wasn't a jerk. But Annabeth...

Percy must have noticed my sudden change in mood, because he put a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off with a fierce look.

"She was there." I hissed. Percy just looked utterly confused, Annabeth a little alarmed, and Jason with disbelief, instantly understanding.

"Annabeth was part of it? Ar-" he cut off with a glare towards Percy.

"That means Percy was too." he said, distrust lacing his voice.

The Romans shifted uncomfortable watching the discussion with irritation and suspicion. One of their leaders was being questioned, the Greeks had angered the other, and three very powerful demigods were angry.

"Part of what?" Annabeth asked, her tone cautious. Percy's eyes widened in understanding.

"Oh my gods, Reyna, no, you know it was an accident! I mean, we were only twelve looking for a friend of ours that was about to be eaten in a wedding dress! I was a guinea pig!" he defended. Suddenly his voice was cool.

"Don't be petty."

I whirled on his, fully ready to attack him when I remember that if this meeting didn't go right, Percy would die. And no matter how angry and jealous I was, I wasn't going to have him killed.

So I took a calming breath, gave him a tight smile, and turned to the Romans.

"Let's show our guest around camp." I suggested, throwing the girl Piper with Bobby, Leo with Hazel, and Annabeth with Percy of course.

I ignored the apologetic look he sent my way and blew off Jason.

I told Jason to go talk with some friends, giving the excuse of work that need to be done, before walking off to the river, sitting down, and let silent, frustrated, broken, tears run down my face.

Me: I warned you. Percabeth, yet not. Iffy on the chapter, but I realized I have to do 10 chapters a month if I want to make my goal, and with all the studying that will be happening with finals it shall be a nightmare to have to do extra just cause I didn't finish 57-60 before New Year's.

Next Chapter: No Way Out.

It's kind of... intense. Like, nightmare intense. Labyrinth intense.

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~ Anna/ Booklover98