Percy Jackson and the Child of Victory (Annabeth Chase x Reader)

Grover Causes A Stamped

~~~~~Y/N's PΩV~~~~~

 Distance was shorter in the Labyrinth. Still, by the time Rachel got us back to Times Square, I felt like we'd pretty much run all the way from New Mexico. We climbed out of the Marriott basement and stood on the sidewalk in the bright summer daylight, squinting at the traffic and crowds.

I couldn't decide which seemed less real—New York or the crystal cave where I'd watched a god die. I led the way into an alley, where I could get a nice echo. Then I whistled as loud as I could, five times. A minute later, Rachel gasped. "They're beautiful!"

A flock of pegasi descended from the sky, swooping between the skyscrapers. Blackjack was in the lead, followed by four of his white friends. The Horse neighed "Yeah," Percy told him. "I'm lucky that way. Listen, we need a ride to camp quick ." More neighs and The Pegasus that carried Tyson groaned and complained, but he seemed to agree. Everybody started saddling up—except Rachel and me "Well," she told me and Percy, "I guess this is it." we nodded uncomfortably. We both knew she couldn't go to camp. I glanced at Annabeth, who was pretending to be very busy with her Pegasus. 

"Thanks, Rachel," Percy said. "We couldn't have done it without you." "I wouldn't have missed it. I mean, except for almost dying, and Pan..." Her voice faltered. "He said something about your father," Percy said. "What did he mean?" Rachel twisted the strap on her backpack. "My dad...My dad's job. He's kind of a famous businessman."

"You mean...you're rich ?"Percy asked  "Well, yeah." "So that's how you got the chauffeur to help us? You just said your dad's name and—" "Yes," Rachel cut him off. "Percy...my dad's a land developer. He flies all over the world, looking for tracts of undeveloped land." She took a shaky breath. "The wild. He—he buys it up. I hate it, but he plows it down and builds ugly subdivisions and shopping centers. And now that I've seen Pan...Pan's death—"

"you can't blame yourself for something shitty your old man did." I said "You don't know the worst of it. I—I don't like to talk about my family. I didn't want you guys to know. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything." "No," Percy said. "It's cool. Look, Rachel, you did awesome. You led us through the maze. You were so brave. That's the only thing I'm going to judge you on. I don't care what your dad does."

Rachel blushed. "Well...if you ever feel like hanging out with a mortal again...you could call me or something." "Uh, yeah. Sure." She knit her eyebrows. he didn't really sound unenthusiastic or anything.

"I mean...I'd like that," he said. "My number's not in the book," she said. "I've got it." "Still on your hand? No way." "No. I kinda ...memorized it." I snorted and Her smile came back slowly, but a lot happier. "See you later, Percy Jackson. Go save the world for me, okay?" She walked off down Seventh Avenue and disappeared into the crowds.

"...Sooooooooo, you memorized some random mortal girls number but you cant memorize basic Greek myth?" I asked "....shut up, Y/N"

When we got back to the horses. Nico was having trouble. His Pegasus kept shying away from him, reluctant to let him mount. the Pegasus neighed in discomfort. "Go without me!" Nico said. "I don't want to go back to that camp anyway." "Nico," Percy said, "we need your help." He folded his arms and scowled. Then Annabeth put her hand on his shoulder.

"Nico," she said. "Please." Slowly, his expression softened. "All right," he said reluctantly. "For you. but I'm not staying." I raised an eyebrow at Annabeth "How come all of a sudden Nico listens to you?" I asked and she stuck her tongue out at me. "...So you have chosen war"

 At last we got everybody (but me, obviously) on a Pegasus. We shot into the air, and soon we were over the East river with Long Island spread out before us.