A/N: Gah! I can't believe I am writing this! It is probably one of the most used plot lines/story ideas I have ever seen. But my brain and muse are rebelling against me and will only focus on this (except for short bursts when they decide to cooperate). So, since I'm spending so much time typing his ridiculous story, I figured I might as well post it as I go.

I just really, really can't believe I am doing this. Ugh. Stupid brain and traitor muse! They have been obsessed with this plot ever since I stumbled across the many, um, examples of it in fanfic and reread all the books for the umpteenth time and I can't WAIT until House of Hades comes out.

So, this takes place right as Percy, Frank, and Hazel are leaving on their quest in the Son of Neptune. If you do not own the book, I suggest you get a copy because I will not be posting the book here, I don't agree with doing that.

Disclaimer: All rights belong to the genius that is Rick Riordan and his masterpieces: Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and The Heros of Olympus.

~~PercyJackson~~

Annabeth was sitting on the beach, watching as the waves lapped at the shore as the sun set, staining the ocean orange. She heard someone come up behind her, but didn't need to turn to know the two girls that approached her.

"Annabeth, you need to sleep at some point," Rachel said, sitting on one side of Annabeth while the other girl settled on the opposite side.

"I can't," Annabeth said, brushing at the tears that trailed down her face.

"We'll find him, I promise," Thalia said, bumping Annabeth's shoulder.

"But what if we don't? What if," Annabeth choked. "You know his luck, and if he really had his memory wiped like Jason…I still remember when he first got to camp, he was hopeless. How do I know he'll be okay with the Romans?"

"You can't think like that." Annabeth jumped slightly before turning to the new speaker.

"Grover!" Annabeth exclaimed. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be out looking for Percy?"

"I was," Grover said. "But I found a new half-blood, a daughter of Nemesis, and had to get her to camp, monsters were already after her."

"Oh. Is she okay?" Annabeth asked, trying to hide the disappointment that Grover wasn't currently looking for her boyfriend from her voice. She knew getting half bloods to camp safely was more important than locating the Roman camp where Percy supposedly was. Still, as selfish as it was, Annabeth wanted everyone available to be searching, not getting side tracked with other demigods.

"She's fine," Grover said. "Shook up, but fine."

"That's good," Annabeth said, turning her gaze once more to the sea. A soft wind blew through her hair, tickling her nose with the scent of the ocean. There was a reason she liked sitting on the beach. It reminded her of Percy.

Grover settled beside Thalia, who looked less than pleased. Grover had been fawning over her ever since she became Artemis's lieutenant, despite the fact Thalia had taken a vow of maidenhood and Grover was dating Juniper.

"He's fine," Grover said. "I can tell that much."

Annabeth sighed. "Yeah, but for how much longer? How do we know if he'll stay that way?" Annabeth didn't want to admit her other worry, that Percy may not remember her; that he may have found someone else. She didn't think she could bear it if he had.

"We just have to trust him," Thalia said. "I know I do."

"Me too," Grover said.

"Me three," Rachel added.

Annabeth managed a weak smile at that. "Thanks," she said. "That means a lot."

"I mean it," Thalia said. Grover and Rachel nodded.

"Mean what?"

Annabeth, Thalia, Rachel, and Grover turned to see a group of people heading towards them. Jason, Piper, and Leo were in the lead, followed by Clarisse, Chris, Connor, Travis, Katie, and Will.

"That Percy will be okay," Grover said.

"Course he will be, he's Percy," Clarisse said. Everyone glanced at her, surprised. "What?" she asked.

"Didn't know you cared," Conner said with a laugh.

"Don't know what you're talking about," Clarisse replied.

"I wanna know more about this guy," Leo said. "Like, I know he fought in the Titan war and all, but what's his story?"

"His story?" Annabeth asked.

"Yeah, like, what all has he done?" Leo asked.

"A lot," Grover said.

"Yeah, enough to fill a book," Travis laughed.

"Or five," Katie said.

"I wish there were books," Piper said. "Then we could read them."

"Yeah, it'd be fun to read Kelp Head's adventures," Thalia said.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Do you truly wish this?"

All heads snapped towards the voice. A tall man stood before them, studying the group closely. The man could've been handsome, with his teakwood skin, black hair, golden eyes, and dark blue wings, but it looked as though he didn't see much exercise. He was on the pudgy side with rounded cheeks, and he was dressed in a pair of blue flannel pajamas. His hair was rumpled, as though he had just rolled out of bed and smaller, dark purple wings fluttered in it, causing his dark locks to rustle as though in a light breeze.

"Hypnos," Annabeth breathed. She had never met the god in person before, but there was no denying who it was as the group stifled yawns, overcome by the power coming off the god, similar to the power that radiated from Hypnos' cabin, only stronger.

Hypnos smiled. "Yes, child," he said.

"What are you doing here?" Thalia asked, swallowing another yawn.

"I am the god of sleep, the keeper of memories and dreams and wishes. I couldn't help but overhear your wish."

"My lord?" Piper asked.

"To learn of Percy Jackson's adventures," Hypnos replied to the unspoken question.

"You could do that?" Annabeth asked. She thought she knew all there was to the minor gods and goddesses.

"In dreams anything is possible," Hypnos said.

"That would be awesome," Leo said around a huge yawn.

"But, its Percy's life," Annabeth said. "Isn't it, I don't know, kind of invasive?"

"Oh, come on," Conner and Travis said. "It'd be awesome!"

"Athena's daughter is right," Hypnos said. "It is Percy Jackson's life. He would, of course, have to be present as well."

"You mean he'd be there with us?" Annabeth asked, heart fluttering at the thought of seeing Percy again.

Hypnos nodded. "It cannot be done without his permission."

"And you would do this?" Annabeth asked. "There's a way?"

Hypnos' eyes glinted mischievously. "Yes, there is a way."

"And you would do this?" Jason repeated Annabeth's question, speaking up for the first time. "Why?"

"I would find it…enjoyable," Hypnos said.

Jason didn't know what the god meant by enjoyable, but if it was enjoyable to a god, it probably wasn't very enjoyable for a demigod.

"Sounds like fun!" Connor, Travis, Leo, and Chris said. "Jinx!" they yelled pointing to each other before laughing.

Annabeth was nodding her head. "Let's do it," she said.

"Annabeth, think about it," Thalia said, touching her arm. Thalia was thinking along the same lines as Jason – what was fun for a god was rarely fun for anyone else.

"Thalia, I could see Percy again," Annabeth said, looking at her friend, her expression desperate.

"And we could learn about him and his awesome adventures," Leo piped up.

"I'd love to know what all he's done," Rachel put in.

"Great, so much fun," Clarisse said, voice thick with sarcasm as she rolled her eyes.

Thalia sighed. "You really want to do this?" she asked.

"Yes," everyone but Jason said.

"You know things like this aren't free," Thalia pointed out. "Am I right?" she asked, turning to Hypnos once more.

"Yes," Hypnos said. "There would be a cost."

"Cost?" Annabeth asked. She seemed to come out of the haze of excitement the prospect of seeing Percy again had caused.

"All things have a cost," Hypnos said. "Δεν υπάρχει τέτοιο πράγμα όπως ένα δωρεάν γεύμα."

"What?" Jason asked, having a hard time with the Greek.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch," Piper put in helpfully.

"What's the cost?" Annabeth asked, suddenly feeling wary.

"Nothing that would lead to lasting damage," Hypnos said.

"Really?" Jason asked, raising an eyebrow. "Cause lasting damage to gods and lasting damage to demigods is a little different."

"I assure you all will be fine," Hypnos replied.

Thalia narrowed her eyes. Something was still not sitting right with her about all this. But Annabeth looked ready to hyperventilate at the prospect of seeing Percy again and she had to admit she missed him as well.

"I can see we are all in agreement, if this is your wish, I will set out to fulfill it," Hypnos said. Before anyone could reply or object, he disappeared, leaving behind a cloud of mist. The mist hovered for a minute, before it spread out, blanketing the group. Their eyes became heavy; the yawning grew more frequent as the mist grew heavier. Finally, the demigods, satyr, and oracle curled up in the sand, succumbing to slumber.

~PercyJackson~

Percy, Hazel, and Frank were headed to Hannibal, who would be taxiing them to the boarders of the Roman camp for the start of their quest, when they were interrupted by a voice.

"Percy, Hazel!"

They turned to see a boy, dressed in all black, step out of the shadows.

"Nico, what are you doing here?" Hazel asked. She was glad to see her brother; she had been worried about him.

"I wanted to wish you luck, before, you know, you leave on your quest," Nico said. Nico was having a hard time accepting that Percy was once again taking a sister of his on a quest, and he wanted to make sure they would be okay, despite the fact that he trusted Percy implicitly.

"Thanks, Nico," Hazel said, pulling her brother in for a hug.

"Yeah, just, be careful," Nico said, blushing as he pulled away.

"We will," Hazel said.

Nico nodded, then yawned.

He frowned as he noticed Hazel yawn, then Frank and Percy.

"What's going on?" Percy asked, his eyes becoming heavier.

"Sleep now," a new voice said as Percy staggered, watching Nico, Hazel, and Frank collapse on the ground and curl up.

Percy didn't know what was going on, but he didn't like it. Thinking of Morpheus and what he had done during the Titan War, Percy bit back another yawn, reached in his pocket and withdrew Riptide, uncapping it so he held a three-foot bronze sword in his hand.

"Who are you?" Percy demanded, trying to shake off the feeling that he should just curl up and go to sleep. How was it they were being attacked already? They weren't even out of camp.

"You are a strong one," the voice said and Percy's gaze was met with golden eyes. "Just relax. I am doing this for your friends. Sleep now, the quest will wait."

"Yeah right," Percy slashed at the man with Riptide, but he felt sluggish, his mind felt full of sand and the man easily sidestepped him. Percy turned to attack again, stumbled, and fell. The grass felt so nice and soft that Percy couldn't fight off another yawn. The last thing he heard as he closed his eyes was the voice, full of mischief, saying: "It is done."