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*Steve*

I looked at the clock as I got up and it read 6 o'clock. I sighed to myself. Some habits never change.

I walked down to the kitchen which I knew would be empty because no one, unless they have ever been a solider, would be up at this hour. Anyway, as I predicted, it was empty. I walked over to the cupboard and got myself something to eat before everyone else did.

As I always had at least an hour until anyone else got up, I was surprised when Percy was dragging himself down the corridor,

"Hey Perce, why are you up so early?" I asked. He looked really guilty. Thats when I notice to two bags he was carrying. "What are those?" I said, slightly sharply to scare him into answering.

"Please Steve. Just pretend you didn't see me, I don't want anyone to get hurt and it to be my fault again!" Percy begged. I saw a single, clear tear slowly makes its way down Percy's face.

When I heard this I growled slightly.

"Percy, you're not going anywhere. Sit." I said, pointing to the sofa in the living room, using my 'Don't mess with me unless you want parts of your body placed on different sides of the room' voice.

Reluctantly, he sat. I sat on the chair near him.

"Why the sudden change of heart? You said that you weren't going to leave yesterday," I asked. He still looked guilty.

"Ummm...." Percy said, reluctant to tell me.

"Tell me, Perce. Did you have another dream?" I said softly. He nodded slightly.

"Are you going to tell me about it?" I asked. He looked at me pleadingly. I knew he didn't want to tell me, but it helps. He needs to understand that just because Tartarus is coming after him, doesn't mean that we dont want him here.

*Percy*

I was sitting on the sofa, after my sneak out failed. I mean, for goodness sake! Who in Hades wakes up before 7 o'clock, much less 6:30??!!

"Are you going to tell me about it?" Steve asked. I really didn't want to. I didnt want to see the dream again. I sighed, nodding, knowing that Steve would not let me leave unless I had told him.

"Ok, basically, Tartarus showed me all the possible futures and outcomes of the war that would come, unless I went and handed myself over." I looked down not wanting to see his reaction. "In each one of the futures apart for the one I handed myself over in, one of you died."

I looked at him pleadingly "Please Steve... You have to let me go!" I begged.

"I'm sorry Perce, I can't" Steve replied.

"Steve, you don't understand," I paused trying to persuade him "I have nothing to live for any more! Annabeth, Leo, Frank, Hazel, Jason, Piper, my parents and so many more have died because if me! Please Steve!" I had tears rolling down my face freely now. I couldn't control them.

Then I heard a voice behind me.

"Your not going anywhere, Jackson." Natasha growled. I spun to see all the Avengers standing there. I swallowed, I was in deep trouble.

For some reason I felt something like a needle in the back of my leg... My eyes got droopy.

"I'm sorry, Perce" I heard Steve whisper before I blacked out...

GASP! What Happened?

Are the Avengers bad and working for Tartarus?

Will Percy ever get out of stark towers alive??

You'll have to wait and see!!

(Btw sorry it's so short, last chapter was really long though...)