A broken and desperate Annabeth prays to her mother during the intense battle in Manhattan.

I haven't read this book in a while (like four years) so if I don't get every detail correctly try not to kill me.

Disclaimer: Actually I am Rick Rordian so I don't need a disclaimer. (yep joking)

She laid on the stiff cot looking up at rotting wood.

Twiddling her thumbs in thought she coughed slightly as not to wake the other exhausted fighters. Hoarsely she whispered, "mom?" followed by a questioning silence.

Feeling silly she turned to her side. Athena didn't have time to listen to her daughter whine she thought. But talking seemed more appealing than being trapped in her own negative thoughts so she tried again "Athena?" she whispered cautiously.

"Look I know I don't usually pray and all that but..."

She trailed off. Not knowing how to express her range of emotion and thoughts into words. Everything seemed so perfect in her head, but getting that information out while still sounding sane was the problem.

Taking a deep breathe she started again. "I'm worried. And scared. And so, so very tired. This war, I thought I could handle it. I thought as long as I was here helping and giving instruction then we would all be fine." she smirked, "How very me."

"But everything is not fine. In fact, I can't think of one thing, one person that I'm not completely sure will be here tomorrow. I can't believe I got so attached to the campers and to Manhattan. Seems like more of Percy's style," she smiled at the thought, "I guess he has made me little soft over the years, huh?"

Trying to blink away the blurriness she continued, "Everything I love. Everything I care about is in danger. My Luke. Oh gods luke. I don't know what happened. One minute he was perfect in my eyes. And the next he is evil incarnate. He is killing my friends. Luke is killing my friends. How can I care for him so much? When did everything get so messed up mom?"

She had to stop for a second and wipe her eyes on the sheet. "And Percy. Is destined to die." she couldn't continue, her whole body racked with silent crying. "Please don't let him die. Please please please. I don't think I could... I mean I can only... I need him... I just want him to be ok. If that all you do for me then great. Just please. This one thing. Please."

Annabeth stopped and just stared at nothing. She thought of nothing. She felt nothing.

She whispered so softly only a goddess could hear, "I love Percy. I love Percy Jackson and I don't know what to do about it. And I don't know what I would do if he left me"

"If I mean anything to you athena then please." at a loss for words she closed her red tired eyes,"I just want everyone to stop dying. I want to not be so useless. I've lost so much. I don't think I can lose much more."

"and mom? I love you too."

She turned back on her side and breathed into her blanket, "goodnight." She felt more alone than ever.

So that ended on a happy note right?

If you guys enjoyed this I wrote a very similar oneshot when Annabeth bitterly prays to her mom when her and Percy are in Tartarus. Its called "Help Me"

I know you are all crying because this reading experience is over but don't get all depressed because I have so many other one shots for yall to enjoy! Hoorah!

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~El Fin~