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ARBIT3R: Yeah... I know... I took advanced Physics last year so I understand the laws and everything but I needed to find a way so that it was only the two of them on the island. I said on my author's note in the first chapter that I had to stretch the truth in order to make the plot work so I'm not totally incompetent. I actually do a ton of research for each one of my stories and I even consulted my old Physics teacher, who told me the only way that my scenario would happen would be in a perfect situation so I am well aware that the crash is not actually possible.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Percy Jackson and the Olympians... Obviously since I am in no way, shape, or form Rick Riordan.

"Good Morning America, I'm Robin Roberts here with George Stephanopoulos with breaking news. A British Airways Commercial Plane has crashed over the Atlantic when en route to London just yesterday. Searchers have been scouring the area where the 747 plane crash landed head first into the ocean for any signs of debris or wreckage. No word yet on the status of the passengers on board..."

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Annabeth woke up before the sun rose and snuck outside, careful not to wake Percy. Using her phone's flashlight as a light source, she went into the cabinet that held the extra blankets and grabbed ten. Since there was enough for each one of the passengers on board the 747, Annabeth was left with plenty of navy blue felt blankets. When she was younger, her father had enlisted her to join the Girl Scouts where she learned how to tie proper knots and how to survive in situations like this. It was surprising to her that they didn't just learn how to sew and sell cookies. The things they learned came in handy now more than ever.

Unfolding each blanket, she tied the corners together and looped hand/footholds with a strong knot every once in a while. When she was satisfied with her makeshift ladder, Annabeth searched for something to anchor it. She eventually settled on a wire brace that stuck out from the floor. After securing it with a tight knot, she stuffed her phone back into her pocket and swung her body over the edge and climbed down. When her feet was planted on solid ground, Annabeth pulled her phone out and turned the flashlight app on again, surveiling her surroundings. The first things she noticed were the piles of luggage that were strapped tightly to the ground of the by leather belts and ropes. Annabeth thanked the gods that they had clothes. Setting her phone down so it acted like a lamp, Annabeth unhooked each strap and searched for her own luggage. Unfortunately, she came up empty so she decided that the only way she was going to have fresh clothes would be to scavenge through the other luggages. She didn't like the idea but she had no other choice.

As she examined the contents of each suitcase and bag, she sorted them into three piles. Stuff for her, stuff that's primarily useless but could have a future function, and stuff for Percy. She debated making a pile for the green eyed ignoramus since he seemed to not care for her in the lightest but she decided that she would be the bigger person and set something aside for him. Annabeth moved quickly so that she wouldn't have to use so much of her phone's battery life.

By the time she had finished and changed into a comfortable, easy outfit, the sun began to come up. Annabeth checked her battery life. Only 60% left. Sighing, she stuffed the phone into the small coss body bag and secured the hunting knife she had found to her waste. She made her way to her ladder and tugged on it to make sure it was still stable before climbing it. When she reached the top, Annabeth noticed that Percy had woken up. He stared her up and down, more confused than ogling which Annabeth was okay with. "Don't tell me you have a change of clothes in that giant purse of yours," he said groggily. She rolled her eyes at him.

"No, some of the luggage in the cargo hold was still strapped to the floor of the plane. My luggage wasn't there but I doubt the people these clothes belong to wouldn't care," she explained moving to the cabinet that had drinks. She didn't feel like going into too much detail because it didn't really matter.

"You found all of that in a luggage?" he asked, his eyes following her.

"I found this outfit in four different luggages," she replied honestly. It took her forever to find clothes that went together. "I also set aside some luggages filled with clothes that looked like they could fit you so I suggest you go change, too." She looked him up and down, assessing the dirtiness of his shirt. She tossed him a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. "Here."

"What? No." Percy argued. He set it down on the ground beside him. "That's rude! Those don't belong to us and we have no right to take them." Annabeth mentally sighed. She apparently hit another one of his many, many buttons. He still hadn't figured out that at this point, their main concern was to survive, not worry about values and morals.

"Well they're not exactly here to claim their baggage. And besides, we crash landed in the water. Who's to say that they're all alive?"

"How can you just think like that? What if they managed to escape?" Percy countered. She had to hand it to the guy. He was very optimistic. Annabeth, on the other hand, was more logical and knew how to weigh the pros and cons of a situation.

"We don't know that and I'm not going to start having false hope." Annabeth took a swig of her water bottle. "For all we know, we're the only ones that survived that crash and nobody knows where we are."

"You don't know that!" Percy yelled, standing up, now towering over her by a few inches. Despite the fact that he was now slightly more imposing than he was on the ground, Annabeth felt her resolve harden.

"Neither do you!" She responded, not backing down. She didn't have time for arguing with him. She had plenty of things she wanted to accomplish by nightfall and fighting with him was not one of them. "You know what? I don't care. Do whatever you want but I am not going to be wearing clothes covered in grime and sweat the entire time we're here." She stuffed the water bottle in the bag and went back to the spot where her ladder hung. As she bent over to reach for it, Percy stopped her.

"What is that?" he asked. She stood back up and looked at him.

"What?" she asked.

"That thing strapped to your waist." He pointed at it. "What is it?" She followed his finger and lifted her shirt slightly, taking the object out of its sheath.

"It's a hunting knife," she answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Why do you have a hunting knife?"

"It was in a luggage. Apparently, we either had a cop or a hunter on our plane and they either let him pass through security or he's really good at hiding weapons from the TSA. But, then again, he could have been a she as well. We'll never know now will we." He frowned at her, obviously peeved that she had taken more items from luggages that didn't belong to her. Not wanting to be on the receiving end of his never ending, disapproving frown, she sheathed her new knife and lowered her body, took hold of the ladder, swung her body, and disappeared.

"Where are you going?" he called down to her as she descended.

"Why do you care?" she shot back, dropping to the ground below.

"I don't. But if you're right and we're the only people on this island, we need to stick together." Annabeth rolled her eyes. And now, he cares again. Well, Annabeth was slowly coming to figure that if anything were to kill her on this island, it would be the stress that he gave her whenever she tried to deal with his conflicting attitudes.

"I can survive perfectly fine without you." She started trekking away through the jungle.

The first thing on Annabeth's list was to find some source of fresh water. Sure they had a good stock on the plane but that would run out very soon and she didn't know how long she would be stuck on this island with the ignorant boy that seemed to hate her solely for her social status. Not that Annabeth cared. He could hate her all he wanted but the truth of the matter was that they were stuck on this deserted island alone for who knows how long. "Hey!" Annabeth paused listening for the voice that had called out. "Hey! Wait up!" The blonde heiress turned around and watched as the black haired man stumbled across the forest floor in her direction.

"What do you want?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest, tired of his bipolar attitudes toward her. One minute, he's fine, curious, and slightly caring, bearable; then the next, he's giving her the stink face as though she just kicked his puppy and sat on his mother. Annabeth was done walking on eggshells for him and just wanted to survive until the rescue team arrived.

"I didn't... want... you... wandering... alone," he huffed, panting.

"I told you back at the plane," she narrowed her eyes, "I can survive without you so you can carry your little ass back to the plane."

Percy shook his head, still trying to catch his breath. "No, I'm coming with you." He seemed very adamant about going with her so she had no choice but to let him. She sighed.

"Fine, you can come," she acquiesced. "But stay out of my way." She saw how his eyes hardened but he didn't say anything otherwise so Annabeth decided to let it go, turn around, and keep walking.

Every now and then, Annabeth would stop and mark a tree with an 'X' so she knew how to get back to their shelter. On one particular looking tree, she noticed a green fuzz on one side. She reached out to touch it. "Don't touch that! You don't know what it is!" she heard Percy exclaim from behind her. She rolled her eyes.

"Don't get your panties in a twist. It's just moss," she said touching it. "Which means two things. 1) That way is north." Annabeth pointed in the direction the moss was facing. "And, 2) there's water nearby." Annabeth looked up and found birds circling a certain area. She pointed at them. "That's where we're going." She continued walking, an actual destination in mind now. Percy had no choice but to follow after her, all the while asking and complaining about why she was following plants and birds. Annabeth ignored all of them.

Eventually, the foliage broke and they were standing in a clearing with a pretty large watering hole and waterfall. Despite their current situation, Annabeth thought that the sight was gorgeous. Even Percy was speechless since he had stopped his blabbering. The two survivors simply stood at the edge of the clearing, taking in the beautiful scene in front of them. After about a minute, Annabeth slowly took a few steps forward until she reached the edge of the water. There, she got down on her knees and scooped up a handful and washed her face. A few droplets found their way into her mouth and Annabeth was relieved to know that it was fresh water. Jumping back up, excited, the blonde heiress stripped down to her underwear, forgetting about Percy, who was still frozen behind her, and dove into the water. When she emerged, she layed back and just enjoyed the feeling of the cool water, washing off the dirt and grime that formed a thin layer over her skin. "What are you doing?" Percy asked from the edge of the oasis.

"I'm relaxing," Annabeth answered, closing her eyes.

"You don't know what creatures are living in that water!"

"And you do?" she asked.

"Well, no. But-"

"But nothing," Annabeth cut him off. "If no one comes to rescue us, then we're screwed anyway so we might as well enjoy it. Besides, we accomplished something today. We found fresh water. We deserve to celebrate." The blonde got off her back and floated so that she could see the black haired man in front of her. When she got a good look at his features, she could tell that he was getting increasingly annoyed at her. "Don't be so uptight. Loosen up." He looked hesitant for a little while before pulling off his T-shirt. Annabeth's eyes nearly fell out of their sockets when she took in his toned abs and torso. The fact that they were glistening with sweat made them look all the more appealing. He wasn't super buff, but his muscles were well defined, just the way she liked them. Annabeth bit her lip as he unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the ground around his ankles, leaving him in only blue plaid boxers. Taking a few steps, Percy dove into the water perfectly. He must be a swimmer, Annabeth thought to herself. He reemerged just in front of her and she couldn't miss the way that his eyes sparkled as it reflected the the color of the water. Annabeth took this chance to try and figure out what was going on in his mind. By no means was she psychic, but she tended to have a knack of figuring people out fairly easily and knowing what they wanted before they did. With Percy, however, she couldn't seem to decipher his thoughts. The longer she looked into his eyes, the further she found herself entranced. They stayed close, just staring into each other's eyes, getting further lost in them, before Annabeth broke her gaze and looked at anything but him. She cleared her throat before turning and swimming away toward the waterfall.

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Percy had no idea what was wrong with him. One second, he found himself hating every fiber in Annabeth's body, and the next, he found himself wanting to do unholy things to it. When they had arrived at the clearing, Percy was frozen to the ground by how beautiful the sight was before him. The way the sun glistened on the water and the soothing roar of the waterfall. He had always loved the water, even as a child. At the earliest age he could, Percy begged his mom to sign him up for swimming classes and had been going to meets ever since he was able to qualify. If fact, one of the only reasons why he could afford going to NYU was because of the full ride he got for swimming. Seeing the oasis in front of him, calmed him. He was no longer as stressed as he was before.

Just as he was about to take a step, Annabeth moved from beside him and dropped to her knees at the water's edge. She washed her face and smile broke out on her lips. Percy found himself frozen yet again, marveling about how excited she was to find what he assumed to be fresh water. When she started to strip as though he weren't there, he nearly face planted into the ground. Her body was gorgeous. She wasn't stick thin, but fit. He could tell that she worked out on a regular basis. She definitely had a figure. Percy was broken out of his stupor when Annabeth disappeared and all that was left in her place was her clothes and ripples in the water. He rushed up to where she was just standing in time to see her emerge and float on her back. Stupidly, he asked. "What are you doing?"

Annabeth simply closed her eyes and answered, "I'm relaxing." Percy bit his lip. He'd taken a class that talked about the different amoebas and bacteria that lived in water, fresh or not. The last thing he wanted was someone sick with a parasite.

"You don't know what creatures are living in that water!"

"And you do?" Percy blinked. He didn't. It could be totally safe but he'd rather not take the chance.

"Well, no. But-" he never got a chance to plead his case because she cut him off.

"But nothing," Annabeth said. "If no one comes to rescue us, then we're screwed anyway so we might as well enjoy it. Besides, we accomplished something today. We found fresh water. We deserve to celebrate." Percy was starting to hate her again. She thought that everything was doomed and only wanted to relax and not work. She switched her position so that she could look at him, her stormy grey eyes boring into his own. "Don't be so uptight. Loosen up." Percy's eyebrows furrowed. That was the first time anyone had ever called him uptight. All of his friends had told him he was the loose cannon of their group, always trying to get them to try exciting albeit dangerous things. He blamed their grave situation to be the reason why he forgot about the troublemaker inside of him. The part of him that took risks. He hesitated at Annabeth's words. On one hand, he wanted to be the risk taker again and make the best of their situation. On the other, he needed to be the responsible one since Annabeth didn't seem like that kind of person.

I guess I can compromise and allow a few moments of debauchery, he resolved and stripped down to his boxers. Out of instinct, he dove into the water with perfect form and just let the water guide him to Annabeth. He apparently overshot just slightly because when he reemerged, she was right in front of him. He had perfect view of her eyes and how they seemed to swirl like a storm cloud just before the storm. Percy was usually pretty good at reading people's emotions but there seemed to be something blocking him from figuring out Annabeth. Before he knew it, he found himself just wanting to always be staring into her eyes. He fought every urge to lean in and close the distance between them. Thankfully, yet unfortunately, he didn't have to fight for long since Annabeth broke their eye contact, cleared her throat, and swam toward the waterfall.

Percy, unashamedly, watched Annabeth lift herself out the water and fix the only clothes that were attached to the most sensitive parts of her body. When she stepped under the waterfall, Percy wanted to drown himself. In his mind, he imagined the power of the water, stripping her of the rest of her clothes, leaving her bare body exposed to him. In fact, he desperately was looking for reasons to hate her again just so that he'd keep the fantasies suppressed. Being on the island had changed him drastically and he didn't like it. Despite his constant need for an adrenaline rush, he had always been a gentleman, never wanting to take things further unless he was sure that his partner was ready and here he was always erring on the side of caution and undressing the only other person on the island with his mind.

To quell any further thoughts, Percy dove underwater and just swam for as long as his breath could hold him. He ended up doing laps across the length of the oasis as that always seemed to calm him. When he broke the surface again, Annabeth was sitting by the edge staring down at him, still not yet fully clothed. "You look comfortable. At ease," she said.

"What?" Percy blinked.

"Swimming," she clarified. "When you swim, it's like all of your doubts and worries just melt away. It's familiar to you."

Percy lifted himself out of the water and sat next to her. "Yeah, I've been swimming my entire life. The water is like a second home to me. You know?" Annabeth shrugged.

"Not really."

"What do you mean?" Annabeth looked at him, probably gauging the sincerity of his question. Apparently, she didn't find him trustworthy yet.

"Nothing. It's nothing. You don't need to worry about it." She looked back out over the water and pulled her knees to her chest, hugging them. They simply sat together in silence, waiting for their bodies to dry off so that they could put their clothes back on. After a while, Annabeth looked up at the sky and stood up. "We should go. It's almost noon and we still have a lot of ground to cover," she said. Percy looked up as well and had no idea how she could tell what time it was. Instead, he just followed her lead and pulled his clothes back on. Now, he was wishing that he had taken her advice and changed into some new clothes because his shirt was starting to stink and had a nice layer of sweat and grime while Annabeth's was slightly cleaner and probably didn't feel as icky. She pulled out her hunting knife and marked a notch into the bark.

"So," Percy inquired. "What exactly are we doing?"

Without looking back at him, Annabeth answered. "We need to find some other form of food beside the stuff on the plane. Sooner or later, we're gonna run out or it's gonna go bad. We need to be prepared for that. We've already found freshwater so we just need to find a way to make sure that it's clean." Percy's eyebrows shot up. Maybe she did have some things figured out. They trekked along in silence, stopping every now and then to mark trees. Eventually, Percy's ears perked when he heard the familiar sound of waves crashing on the shore.

"The beach," he murmured.

"What?" Annabeth turned to him.

"Huh?" He blinked dumbly.

"What did you say?"

"Uh… I hear waves," he explained. "There's a beach close by." Annabeth's eyebrows furrowed.

"Which way?" Percy's eyes widened and he stumbled in the direction. Soon, they broke the foliage and found themselves standing on warm sand. They both quickly removed their shoes and socks and began to walk around the beach, Annabeth leaving a mark on the tree where they came from and a mark in the sand.

"Should we explore the beach?" he asked, taking a few steps forward.

"Not today," Annabeth replied walking up to him. "It's starting to get late and we don't want to get caught up in the dark. Best course of action would be to find a few fruits, if possible, and explore the beach tomorrow, see how big of an island we're on. Although, it can't be too big considering it's probably never been charted on a map, but it's big enough to have a forest and a waterfall oasis." Percy stared at her as though she had grown a third head. She definitely knee how to plan situations out, no matter the circumstances or unknown variables. "Come on." She turned around and disappeared into the forest with Percy in tow.

By the time they made it back to the plane, the sun was setting and they had found a couple of coconut and a banana tree, in which they took a couple of bundles. They climbed back up the ladder and set their findings in a corner. "We made good progress today," Percy said.

"Yeah, but it's not enough if we want to survive," Annabeth commented back. "There's a lot of potassium in bananas and coconuts. We don't want to overdose on that. It'll be bad for our blood. If we could find some avocados, that would be better. For now, we just need to ration our food and drinks as best we can." She turned and headed for the hallway that she had disappeared behind the night before.

"What's behind that curtain?" he asked.

"My bed," she answered curtly before walking past it, leaving him alone in the dark. Percy sniffed his shirt and frowned. I could use a change of clothes, he thought to himself. Eyeing the set of clothes that Annabeth had brought him earlier that day, he took off his shirt and lifted the new one, unfolded it, pulled it on. The clean material against his skin was refreshing. He let his pants drop and slid on the shorts. Folding his old clothes, he placed them down in a corner and climbed into his own 'bed.'

And there you go! Chapter 3! Hope you enjoyed that. Now, you guys have some sort of clue what's happening in society so...

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