A/N: Oopsies *ducks when people throw rotten tomatoes* I know, I know, it's been like years since I uploaded this story, and I'm very very very very very very sorry! Anyways, enjoy the chapter

Chapter 5- Being Hooked and the Ex

(Percy POV)

"What the heck do you mean, Wendy?" I asked her, after a moment of shocked silence.

But before Wendy could reply, a new voice spoke up. "Oh my, oh my," A familiar voice said in a sickly sweet tone. "We haven't broken up for two days, and you're already talking about me, Wendy? Shame."

I turned to towards the speaker slowly. "Annabeth," I acknowledged.

"Jackson."

"Oh, we're on last-term basis now?" I retort.

"We'd always been, Jackson." She smirked.

"Fine, Chase."

"Annie-" Nico started, but got cut off.

"Don't call me that, you fool!" She snarled, a mad gleam in her eye.

"Whoa, okay, okay," Nico said hurriedly.

"What happened to you, Annabeth?" Wendy asked sadly.

"What happened to you, Annabeth?" Annabeth said in a high-pitched tone.

"Hey now," I warned. "Look, Annabeth, we've to talk. You and me. Alone."

"Why?" She grinned. "Wasn't the past few years enough for you Jackson?"

"As much as I wish I could erase the past few years from my brain, Chase, I can't. And this is about you, not me."

"I'm not going anywhere with you," she said crossing her arms like a three year old who lost a toy. "For all I know, you might bring out Riptide and kill me."

"Annabeth Chase," I say firmly. "Have some sense in your head. You know very well we have to talk, and why."

"Right." She squirmed under my stare. "The baby."

"My baby."

"Ours," she corrected automatically. "Whatever, I killed it."

_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-Aphrodite's Palace (Third Person POV)_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

"You're hooked, love," Aphrodite smirked at the distressed goddess in front of her. "Totally, utterly hooked."

"But I can't be," Artemis complained. "I mean, either Styx is letting me off easy, or she has something worse planned for me or the Fates have changed my vow."

"Artemis, sweetie," the love goddess consoled, "in your vow, you swore to not have sex. Being a virgin. Not marrying. Who said anything about falling in love?"

"I swore off boys!"

"Like, I said to not marry 'em. Not have a boyfriend. You can always fall in love, and not even date them. It's called having a crush."

"But Aph," the maiden goddess whispered pitifully. "I don't want to fall in love. I don't know how to. The only person I fell in love with turned out to be a rapist and a liar yet I still loved him. I tore myself apart for him, although more than half of the hunters I had at the time were abused by him. And now, it's centuries, but I still love him. I mean, talk about messed."

Ahprodite pulled her younger(younger? Older?) sister in for a hug. "Sweetheart, love isn't like a bow and arrow. You can't learn how to put an arrow of love into the string and let it fly towards the target. It's like childbirth, however stupid that sounds. It'll hurt all the while, but you know what? At the end, when you hold that baby in your arms, it'll be worth it. Every little tinge of pain around your body will be worth because you survived, you have your true love beside you the whole time."

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"Brother, please. Have mercy."

"No can do, babydoll."

"Um, don't call me babydoll, one. Two, please let him go."

"No, Hades. He has to learn."

"Poseidon, the boy's ten!"

"Which is exactly why he'll be alright," Poseidon sighed.

"Arrg, he can't swim!" Hades exclaimed.

"Everyone can swim if they have arms and legs," Poseidon argued. "And your boy has both, including the fact he doesn't need to breathe, which helps!"

"He can't!"

"Can!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Damn you to Tartarus!"

"Damn you to Oceanus!"

"Enough!" A new voice yelled. "We have enough on our hands without you two quarreling over this silly video."

The two gods guiltily looked at the video clip of Hades's skeleton guard in Atlantis.

Suddenly, the God of the Underworld looked at his younger sibling knowingly. "We're not the only ones doing silly things, Hera," he smirked.

"Excuse you?" Hera challenged.

"Shall I tell our brother about the silly things you've been doing, sister?"

"I'm haven't been-what-excuse me," Hera spluttered. "What in the name of yourself are you talking about?"

"Yeeah, I mean two of my souls got married yesterday. Married. Who gets married in the Underworld? Better yet," Hades said grimly, "who performs marriage ceremonies in the Underworld?"

"Look here, Death Guy," Hera said her eyes flashing. "Those two were engaged for ten months before they died. After that, obviously, they forgot all about each other, and ended up in Elysium. A year after that, they met each other and fell in love all over again. Now, that's true love."

There was a bright pink light, and the smell of roses filled the air.

"I heard my name," Aphrodite winked at the two male gods present.

"Hey Heer, Uncle P, Uncle H," A forlorn goddess of the hunt said sipping a glass of something through a silver straw.

The remaining four mighty beings exchanged a glance. The glass of nectar with iced ambrosia on top which Artemis was drinking what was named as The Drink.

The Drink was only drunk by gods and goddesses alike when they were so depressed their aura was screaming "I don't want to talk about it, but I will 'cause I love you guys unfortunately".

The only time the maiden goddess had the glass in her hand was when Orion was killed.

Poseidon flicked his trident behind his back sending a sea-green light on top of Olympus, which in short, asked all the gods and goddesses to bring their butts to their thrones.

Hermes, Apollo, Zeus, Dionysus, Hephaestus, Hestia, Athena, and Demeter all flashed in, chattering and looking around wildly.

When they saw The Drink in Artemis's hands, they went silent.

Aaaaand they started speaking loudly all at once.

"Get cereal here," the agriculture goddess cried. "My niece is upset!"

"She needs wine, that's what she needs," Dionysus said seriously for once.

But Apollo was the loudest of all. "What happened, sis?" the sun god asked worriedly. "Who died? Oh Us, was it Percy?!"

"Percy?" Poseidon exclaimed in alarm. "What happened to him?"

"Well, my daughter-" Athena began.

"SILENCE!" Zeus thundered. "All of you, shut up! I don't care," he growled at Poseidon and Athena, "about Annabeth or Perseus. What I care about is that what happened to my daughter?"

Artemis chuckled darkly at hearing that. "What happened to me you ask?" She looked straight at the King of the Gods in the eye, bright silver against stormy grey. "Why, Father, I fell in love."

A/N: I hope that was good guys! I promise to update more now! I'm so sorry again ^-^ Review!