Chapter 12

HAZEL'S POV

***Okay guys... I'm back! I'm really, truly, sincerely, extremely SORRY for not updating for so long.... please forgive me! :)

Anyways, this is a re-upload of chapter 12. Even if you read chapter 12 before, though, please read this because it's a lot different. (Like, I'm no longer making Hazel get pregnant). It would also be great if you could re-read chapter 11 (at least the author's note and the end) because I changed that up a bit too.

Also, please ignore the fact that it's really short because I cut some of the original stuff out of it.

Thanks,

evelyn

Enjoy!***

Hazel didn't know what to do with herself. It saddened her to see Annabeth like this. If it were someone else in this situation, Annabeth probably would have figured out a solution. But now that Annabeth was the one down... Hazel wished she could help her friend. She had racked her brain for solutions before, but like everybody else, she had come up blank.

Even with all of the magic that the Apollo kids could seem to work on other patients, they couldn't help Annabeth.

Then something occurred to her.

Magic.

Hecate.

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Hazel wasn't sure what she'd say, but she knew she had to try. She also knew that she might fail miserably; during the war against Kronos, Hecate's children fought against Camp Half-Blood. They still felt like outsiders at the camp and were known to be irritable to children of major gods, like Pluto/Hades.

The Hecate cabin, which had been added in with all of the other minor gods' and goddesses' cabins at Percy's demand, was small but elegant. It was built out of neat stacks of a type of magical stone that Percy told her, if dropped, would either explode or turn everyone within a half mile radius into a tree.

She walked slowly up to the building and knocked in the door.

"Hello?" A pretty girl with long, silky brown hair and a necklace full of charms answered the door.

"Hi! I'm Hazel. I was wondering if one of your cabin members could help us.

"I'm Alice. Now, you aren't the first one who's come around looking for magical solutions to problems. We can't do everything. Like, we can't raise the dead, make someone fall in love with your etc, etc. We'd rather not waste our time on trivial things. Still interested?"

"Yes," Hazel replied, surprised Alice's reaction to her asking for help.

"Fine," she sighed. "You're not coming in, though."

"That's fine," Hazel assured her quickly as Alice stepped out of the door.

"So, what's your problem, then?"

Hazel gave a brief explanation of what had happened to Annabeth as they stood outside the Hecate cabin. Hazel had to admit that she was nervous because if she said one wrong thing she was sure that Alice could set her on fire or something.

"Definitely the most interesting request I've had," Alice muttered, and Hazel wondered I'd that was a good or bad thing. "I'll see what I can do," Alice smiled for the first time.

Hazel's heart leapt. She was getting her best friend back; actually, she was saving her.

The pride that came with saving someone, like your best friend, was something that Hazel didn't feel very often. With the curse she still had on her, she was much more used to attracting useless gems and jewels. She hoped the curse would go away when she became a goddess.

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Hazel stopped back at their house to tell a now overjoyed Percy the news. He couldn't stop thanking Hazel and telling her how brilliant she was for the whole time they walked to the infirmary to meet Alice. The two showed the daughter of Hecate to Annabeth's room and Alice looked her over.

"I hope this works," Alice said. Then, with a deep breath, she yelled, "POTENTIAM TOLLUNT!{Latin for "power remove")"

For a moment, nothing happened. Hazel was loosing hope when Annabeth's body started to glow gold. Hazel's eyes widened as an orb of light floated out of the spot where she figured Annabeth's heart was.

"What do you want me to do with it?" Alice asked urgently through gritted teeth.

Hazel hadn't thought of that part.

"Ambrosia!" Percy yelled and tore out of the room. Alice stood there with her shaking, outstretched arms seemingly holding onto the ball of light. Annabeth took a deep breath and her eyes fluttered open. Hazel sighed with relief as her friend looked around at the scene in bewilderment.

Soon Percy was back in the room, holding a jar filled with ambrosia. "Can you put it in here?" He panted to Alice.

"I'll try," she grunted, directing her arms told towards the jar Percy was holding. "Set it down!"

"What?"

"Set the jar down before I put this thing in you!" He set the jar down on the floor and jumped backwards quickly.

Slowly the ball of light traveled straight through the cover of the jar and somehow melted into the ambrosia. With a deep, shaky breath, Alice sat down on the edge of Annabeth's bed.

"Percy? Hazel?" Annabeth murmured weakly.

"Annabeth!" Percy cried and he ran over to kiss his wife.

Hazel stood there awkwardly, not sure what do while the couple passionately kissed each other.

"I hope you don't mind if I leave now," Alice said awkwardly as she slowly got up.

"No, not at all. Thank you so much, though," Hazel said with sincerity. "Just tell me if you ever need anything."

With that, Alice walked out the door and Hazel was left alone with her friends, feeling so relieved it was crazy.

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