“It almost made me long for the flying pig.--Percy”

“I was flying right toward him (the pig) at the speed of demigod-smashing.”

“Never seen Jason fly before," Percy grumbled. "He looks like a blond Superman”

“Huh," said Percy. "Never seen Jason fly before. He looks like a blond superman.”

“And,” Annabeth continued, “it reminds me how long we’ve known each other. We were twelve, Percy. Can you believe that?”“No, he admitted. “So…you knew you liked me from that moment?”She smirked. “I hated you at first. You annoyed me. Then I tolerated you for a few years. Then—”“Okay, fine.”She leaned in and kissed: him a good, proper kiss without anyone watching—no Romans anywhere, no screaming satyr chaperones. She pulled away. “I missed you, Percy.”Percy wanted to tell her the same thing, but it seemed too small a comment. While he had been on the Roman side, he’d kept himself alive almost solely by thinking of Annabeth. I missed you didn’t really cover that.”

“There's another problem," Percy said. "I'm not good with air travel. It's dangerous for a son of Neptune.""You'll have to risk it...and so will I," Frank said. "By the way, we're related."Percy almost stumbled off the roof. "What?”

“Just keep moving! we're almost there." "almost where?" Juno chuckled. "all roads lead there child. you should know that" "detention?" Percy asked. "Rome, child, the old woman said. "Rome”