Luke

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Annabeth walked into the Athena cabin and over to her bed. She was getting some schematics for a project she was working on. She went to grab the papers when she saw her dagger sitting on her bed. A wave of sadness washed over her. Sometimes when she looks at it, it reminds her of Luke. He was like family to her, and now he's dead. Along with a lot of her other friends. She took the dagger gingerly in her hands and slowly slid onto the floor, cradling it to her chest.

Percy came to find her after she'd been gone for a little bit. He walked into the cabin to see Annabeth sitting on the ground, tear tracks on her face, and holding her dagger. He slowly walked toward her, careful not to startle her. He crouched down next to her.

She looked up at him, a broken look on her face. That look broke his heart. He slowly took the dagger out of her hand and held her while she cried. 

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