❝Don't read the last page,
But I stay when it's hard, or it's wrong, or we're making mistakes.❞
Book 1 of 'The Blue' duology.
Percy Jackson x Fem!Oc
TTC-TLO
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"WE WILL NEVER MAKE IT," Was what Zoë said. "We are moving too slow. But we cannot leave the Ophiotaurus."
"So optimistic of you," Kathleen mumbled.
"Mooo," Bessie said. He swam next to Percy as they jogged along the waterfront. They'd left the shopping center pier far behind. They were heading toward the Golden Gate Bridge, but it was a lot farther than Kathleen had realized. The sun was already dipping in the west.
"I don't get it," Percy said. "Why do we have to get there at sunset?"
"The Hesperides are the nymphs of the sunset," Zoë explained. "We can only enter their garden as day changes to night."
"What happens if we miss it?"
"Tomorrow is winter solstice. If we miss sunset tonight, we will have to wait until tomorrow evening. And by then, the Olympian Council will be over. We must free Lady Artemis tonight."
"We need a car," Thalia said.
"But what about the monster?" Kathleen asked.
"You mean Bessie?" Percy arched a brow.
"Yeah."
Grover stopped in his tracks. "I've got an idea! The Ophiotaurus can appear in different bodies of water, right?"
"Well, yeah," Percy nodded. "I mean, he was in Long Island Sound. Then he just popped into the water at Hoover Dam. And now he's here."
"So maybe we could coax him back to Long Island Sound," Grover said. "Then Chiron could help us get him to Olympus."
"But he was following me" Percy reminded. "If I'm not there, would he know where he's going?"
"Moo," Bessie said forlornly.
"I . . . I can show him," Grover said. "I'll go with him."
Kathleen stared at him. She didn't have really good contact with Grover ever since she arrived at camp, but she remembered one thing. He was no fan of the water. "Grover-"
"I'm the only one who can talk to him," The satyr cut her off. "It makes sense."
He bent down and whispered something in Bessie's ear. Bessie shivered, then made a contented, lowing sound.
"The blessing of the Wild," Grover said. "That should help with safe passage. Percy, pray to your dad, too. See if he will grant us safe passage through the seas."
Kathleen didn't know much. But she could see that Percy tried to concentrate on the waves, the smell of the ocean, the sound of the tide.
"Dad," he spoke up. "Help us. Get the Ophiotaurus and Grover safely to camp. Protect them at sea."
"A prayer like that needs a sacrifice," Thalia said. "Something big."
Percy thought for a second, before taking off his coat.
