Would've, Could've, Should've - A Luke Castellan Story

Chapter 6

Grover had told Annabeth and Percy about Clarisse, and now Percy and Annabeth were trying to contact camp while, Eurydice tries to sleep on one of the bales of hay, tossing and turning. 

Medusa's words echo in her head, "A daughter of a woman who fell in love with the enemy, doomed to follow in her footsteps."  She keeps thinking of Luke. How much she misses him and how wrong Medusa must be. She thinks Eurydice has fallen in love with the enemy, but Luke would never hurt her, never be her enemy. 

She wakes up suddenly to Annabeth and Percy calling out, "Luke?" 

"Annabeth? Percy!" Luke's voice rings through the IRIS message, "Are you okay? Where's Eurydice?"

"Luke!" Eurydice calls excitedly, suddenly more awake. 

"Yeah, w... we're fine. Where's Chiron?" Annabeth fondly rolls her eyes at the couple. 

"Chiron's holding camp together with both hands." Luke explains sadly, "Everyone thinks we're going to war, so the cabins are taking sides. Please tell me you're calling with good news." 

"We know who stole the bolt." Eurydice tells him.

An unrecognizable look flashes across his face before it quickly disappears, "How do you know?" 

"We ran into Ares, and Grover got him talking and realized Ares knew who the thief was but was covering for them. So, who would Ares cover for other than..." Percy explains.

"His favorite daughter. Clarisse is the lightning thief." Luke finishes.

"Chiron's gotta arrest her, find out what she knows." Percy explains, "There's more to this than just the bolt, something bigger. Don't ask me how I know, you just gotta trust me."

"Okay, I'm on it. So, Ares, huh? What was that like?" Luke teases.

"Well... compared to the Chimera on Monday and Medusa on Sunday, could have been a lot worse." Percy jokes.

"Medusa was Saturday." Annabeth corrects. 

"I thought Sunday." Percy bickers.

"No monsters on Sunday. Monday, you died in the river."

"Right. So, Medusa on Saturday." Percy agrees turning to Luke.

"Guys, what is this?" He laughs pointing between the two.

"What?" Percy and Annabeth ask at the same time. 

"When did you turn into an old married couple?" Luke jokes.

"I know right?" Eurydice jabs, "They're almost as bad as us."

"Not to change the subject," Percy blushes, "but I'm gonna. We could use your advice on something. We're headed to Las Vegas to find your dad"

Annabeth hangs up all of a sudden cutting Percy off. Eurydice sighs at the fact that she didn't get to say goodbye or tell Luke she loves him. 

"What was that about?" Percy asks.

"You can't ask Luke about his dad." Annabeth tells him, and deep down Eurydice knows she's right. 

"Well, now I certainly can't." Percy says.

"If you tell him we're going to see Hermes," Eurydice speaks up sadly, "he's gonna try to talk us out of it. We don't need that right now." 

"They don't get along?" Percy asks.

Eurydice sighs, "At all."

Grover approaches the three, "Okay, got some updates. The men driving this truck are not nice people. Traffickers."