He felt a cold hard slap on his back. It was Annabeth, she seemed to want to make it friendly but he knew deep down that it wasn't, he knew that she was mad. She didn't seem to want to talk about it.

Pain shot through, to his head. He smiled lopsided, he knew it probably wouldn't help but whatever. He would annoy Annabeth and everyone else there. What else is there to do?

Reyna stared at Percy. He knew that she had just come for the weekend, it wasn't going right, not this time anyways. He glanced at her and caught Reyna's eye, she looked at him like don't mess it up for your girl, don't get on the bad side of the daughter of wisdom. Percy watched as Annabeth lowered her hand. 

"What do you want to do about it?" She asked.

"I don't know, tell Chiron?" He responded.

"NO." She said abruptly.

"Okay?" Percy put his hands up.

Reyna stood by Annabeth. "What do we do then?"

"We don't do anything, not yet." She replied. "Percy, haven't you gotten a dream yet?" Annabeth asked

"Nah why?" He replied

"Percy, Athena and Poseidon, they're at war, so are we." She notified him.

 They looked at each other, silently they agreed. They had to find out what was going on.  

Reyna looked at the couple. Percy saw her staring. He looked away and kept moving.