Annabeth continued to stare at Percy, who was muttering and shaking his head. She put her feet up on the console and leaned back.

Percy turned up the radio and avoided her gaze.

"Percy!" Annabeth snapped.

"What?"

"Did you just say you used to like me?"

"Correction: Still do."

Annabeth groaned, "Great."

Percy looked at her, "Why is it 'great'?"

"Because Percy! You're probably going to feel Luke's so called 'wrath' now."

"Your point?" Percy arched a brow.

Annabeth sighed, 'You can't get hurt because of something I did, Percy."

"Why would you care? I mean, you're just the queen of the school who enjoys putting new kids down. And well, I'm a new kid. So, why would you, of all people, care what happened to me?"

Annabeth stiffened, "Bring me home, Percy. I don't want to do the essay today."

Percy blew out through his lips and changed the course on the GPS.

~

Annabeth hopped out of the car as soon as it stopped. She dragged her backpack up the stairs to her porch and swung the door open, forgetting any trouble she may have been in with her family.

She sat down on the couch and put her head in her hands. She shook her head and stood up again. Annabeth paced the living room until her dad walked in.

"Annabeth, you are in so much-"

"Trouble. Yeah, I know." she said quietly.

Her father's face softened, "What's wrong, Annabeth?"

"Percy."

He scrunched up his nose, "Where were you last night?"

"With Percy."

"Where?"

"His house."

Fredrick stiffened, "Doing what?"

"Sleeping, because I forgot my key."

"Where were you sleeping?"

"The couch."

He raised his eyebrows, "Fair enough."

Annabeth rolled her eyes and trudged upstairs.

~

Percy punched the steering wheel.

Yes, he understood how ridiculous it would seem if it honked. Percy backed the car out of her driveway, wondering if he could somehow purposely kill himself in a car accident and still make it look like an accident.

Maybe he did have enough guilt building up to do that.

Percy stared at the road leading up to his apartment. He couldn't have just kept to himself. Maybe, if he hadn't tried to befriend Annabeth Chase, nothing would be wrong. Maybe, he wouldn't have hurt her.

Maybe.

~

Percy slammed the apartment door shut, tossing his bag on the ground. He slunk to the T.V room and fell facefirst on the couch, unable to do much else.

"Percy, sweety?"

Percy picked up his face, "In here, mom!"

Sally entered the room and sat down next to him, rubbing his back. "You doing okay, Percy?"

"No."

"What happened, sweety?"

"Don't call me that."

Sally froze.

"Sorry." Percy muttered.

"It's okay, Percy. What happened?"

"Annabeth."

"The girl that you feel asleep on the couch with. She seems like a sweet girl."

"She is."

"So, what happened?"

"I yelled at her."

"Why, Percy?"

"Because I was annoyed."

"What did you say?"

"I pretty much implied she was the bully and I was the victim, so she shouldn't care what happened to me." Percy explained miserably.

"Oh, sweet- Percy."

Percy groaned and buried his face in the couch.

~

Annabeth slammed her door and fell back on her bed. She stared at the ceiling, which was decorated with glow in the dark stars. Pictures of greek buildings lined her walls. Architecture had always fascinated her, but she could never do anything about it.

She could never follow her dream of being an architect because of Luke Castellan, her personal demon.

Annabeth rolled onto her side to look at her poster of Athena. Annabeth found greek mythology fascinating, as well. Annabeth realized how much she seemed to be like the goddess when she was 7. She had run away and met Luke, who was 10 at the time. They ran around pretending to fight monsters.

Annabeth smiled as she looked at the pictures of Luke and her on the wall. She had been gone for three years, taken in by her uncle, until one of her best friends had convinced her she needed to gie her family another chance.

There was a knock on her door, "Come in!" Annabeth called.

The door opened to reveal the person she least expected to see.

Rachel.

~

Percy pulled the blanket around himself tighter, staring at the T.V. His mom was in the kitchen, making dinner, while he watched T.V and moped.

Percy changed the channel to the news.

"Piper McLean," the reporter was saying, "Missing for three months, and nobody knows of her whereabouts. We are forced to think of the possibility that she wanted to be taken, and even played a part. Current suspects are: Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, and Annabeth Chase. We are currently trying to locate these three teens, but we aren't sure where to look.

"Piper McLean was last seen in California, far from where Annabeth Chase is supposedly located in New York. Jason Grace is currently the closest to where Piper was last seen-"

Percy clicked off the T.V and buried his face in one of the couch pillows. He blew out through his lips and rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling.

~

A loud knock echoed through the apartment and Percy got up, groaning. He made his way to the door, kicking things as he walked by.

When he opened the door, he saw the person he least expected.

Luke.

~

Annabeth's phone began to ring. She scooped it up. It was Percy. She wearily accepted the call.

"What do you want-"

"You have forty-eight hours, Annie." that quite obviously wasn't Percy.

"For what?" she asked slowly.

"Give me what I want, or I kill Jackson." and the line cut off.

~

Percy groaned. A sharp pain shot through his head. He squinted and looked around. He attempted to stand, only to be help back by bounds. A gag was wrapped around his head, pulled near to the back of his throat, giving him the urge to gag. No wonder it's called a gag.

Percy blinked and looked around the room.

One light dangled above his head dagerously. Other than that, the room was dark. Percy couldn't even spot a door in the dimness. He leaned back and stared at the ceiling. Something common for this day.

Percy groaned as he realized what was happening.

He had just been kidnapped by Luke.

Hello, Darlings! Hope you're enjoying the story ;) Anyways...

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters :U Only the plotline of this very story. I don't own PJO or HOO or even TOA! Everything belongs to Rick :)