Percabeth; Seperated Again

Grover

I'm close to done with the book!!!
Anyone in a dangerous position: Phew
Reyna and me: Awwwww I don't want it to end!!!
Everyone: glares
Me: prepares to snap
Grover: just shut up
Me: puppy dog eyes
Grover: Not. My. problem
Me: I tried
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My vision blurred. I could hear Annabeth say something. I just couldn't make out what it was. I whispered to Leo, who was on the bench behind me, "This isn't good." He nodded like he was having the same troubles. My head started to spin. I felt awfully dizzy. The last thing I heard before I collapsed was "Nobody's gonna get turned into a tree this time."
  I was in a forest. Yes. A big one. I was sitting down. I couldn't get up. A TV was in front of me. It turned on.
I had finally found Thalia Grace. She had two other demigods with her, so I decided I mustn't leave them behind. The older looking one, Luke Callestan, was about thirteen years of age, had sandy blond hair and blue eyes. He  was tan and reminded me of a surfer. The younger one, Annabeth Chase, was about seven years old, had dirty blonde hair and startling gray eyes. Her skin was pale, she struck me as a daughter of Athena. Of course I didn't say anything. Yet. We were running. As far as fast as saytarly possible. We had been being followed by a cyclops. We were about two minutes away from the hill. Go! Thalia said, I'll distract them! I didn't want to leave her, but I had too get the other two to safety. Then she died. Well, turned into a tree, more or less.
I stared at the screen. It stared back at me.  Another image showed up.
It was me and Percy at school. We were leaving. At the bus stop, he disappeared. I cursed in Greek. I knew he had gone home. I just wasn't sure where he lived. I had searched for him all over New York. I followed my sniffer, until it caught his sent. I saw me going to the log cabin in the middle of the night and knocking. The door creaking open, with a Sally Jackson opening up. I remember explaining what was going on. Getting in the car.  Driving. Seeing the Minotaur. I remember being dazed. Well, being dazed and Percy Jackson's mother dissolving into light.
I sat there. The vines swirled around me, keeping me down. Those two painful memories. Why was I even here? Was this Kronos' revenge? I didn't have much time to think about it, because another memory turned on.
The next memory was of me and Percy on a quest. We were looking through Medusas stone garden. I saw my uncle. He was stone. Annabeth was trying to usher us away. We didn't listen. We were about to take the picture when we finally realized it was Medusa. I briefly remember Percy slicing her head off.
Oh. That had been terrifying. I didn't know what to do! I was so utterly useless. How am I ever gonna repay him for that? I try to break free once more. I was still tied down. I breathe heavily as another image popped up.
It was the original trio, Me, Annabeth, and Percy, at the mattress shop. We were laying down on some water beds when we started to stretch. It was horrible. He did it to all our limbs. We screamed in pain. Annabeth was at the breaking point. I, on the other hand, could last longer. This wasn't my first Rodeo. I asked Annabeth to calm down. The pain was unbearable. Percy finally cut him down to size. Or dust, for that matter. We got us free. I grew a bit after that.
I sweat. That had been one of the most terrifying moments of my life! I was in pain and helpless. Annabeth and I were gonna be ripped to shreds. I would've failed my duties! Just the thought made me wince. I take another breathe as another image appears on screen.
We were in Hades realm. We had gotten past everything else. But getting the bolt was the last opstical. After negotiating with Hades,  Percy took out the pearls. There were only three, and including his mom, there were four of us. I knew he didn't want his mom down here forever, so I stepped in. I said I'd stay. It would be my worst fear come true. Underground and in Hades. What's worse than that? I figured I couldn't die, that I would just become a patch of flowers or something. I hoped that would comfort Percy. Annabeth stepped forward too. In the end, Percy decided to leave his mom. I could sense how heart broken he was. It made me sad too. I held it together as we crushed pearls under our feet.
I bawl my eyes out. I don't care who's watching! Why should I? This was so sad! I take a deep breath. But is it supposed to help? I stare in agony as many more images pop up on the screen. Each worse than the one before. Annabeth holding up the sky. The labyrinth. The cyclops. Tyson. Every image made me sad mad or scared. I don't know why, but it did. I break down.

I wake up in a rage.