𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 (Annabeth X Malereader)

[17] The wine dude comes to the rescue... unfortunately

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"TELL ME WHEN IT'S OVER," Thalia said. Her eyes were shut tight. The statue was holding on to them so they couldn't fall, but still Thalia clutched his arm like it was the most important thing in the world.

"Everything's fine," Y/N promised.

"Are... are we very high?"

He looked down. Below, a range of snowy mountains zipped by. Y/N stretched out his foot and kicked snow off one of the peaks.

"Nah," he said. "Not that high."

"We are in the Sierras.'" Zoe yelled. She was hanging from the arms of the other statue, with Grover and Percy smushed together. "I have hunted here before. At this speed, we should be in San Francisco in a few hours."

"Hey, hey, Frisco!" Y/N's angel said. "Yo, Chuck! We could visit those guys at the Mechanics Monument again! They know how to party!"

"Oh, man," the other angel said. "I am so there!"

"You guys have visited San Francisco?" Y/N asked.

"We automatons gotta have some fun once in a while, right?" our statue said. "Those mechanics took us over to the de Young Museum and introduced us to these marble lady statues, see. And..."

"Hank!" the other statue Chuck cut in. "They're kids, man."

"Oh, right." Y/N swore the statue's bronze face turned red. "Back to flying."

They began to sped up. The mountains fell away into hills, and then they were zipping along over farmland and towns and highways.

Grover played his pipes to pass the time. Zoe got bored and started shooting arrows at random billboards. Every time she saw a Target department store she would peg the store's sign with a few bulls-eyes at a hundred miles an hour.

Thalia kept her eyes closed the whole way. She muttered to herself a lot, like she was praying.

"You did good back there," Y/N told her. "Zeus listened."

"Maybe," she said. "How did you get away from the skeletons in the generator room, anyway? You said they cornered you."

Y/N told her about the weird mortal girl, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, who seemed to be able to see right through the Mist.

"Some mortals are like that," Thalia said. "Nobody knows why."

"Well, the girl was annoying," Y/N said. "But I'm glad I didn't vaporize her. That would've been bad."

Thalia nodded. "Must be nice to be a regular mortal." She said that as if she'd given it a lot of thought.

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"Where you guys want to land?" Hank asked, waking up Y/N from a nap.

He looked down and said, "Whoa."

It was beautiful. Of course, Y/N had seen San Francisco in pictures before, but never in real life. Kind of like a smaller, cleaner Manhattan, if Manhattan had been surrounded by green hills and fog. There was a huge bay and ships, islands and sailboats, and the Golden Gate Bridge sticking up out of the fog.