The Blonde and the Bootlegger: A Percy Jackson story

Chez Tiresias

Annabeth P.O.V

The thing I've always admired about Thalia is the way she cuts right to the chase. She always says what she is thinking and doesn't mince her words.
Thalia had come right out and asked Luke what was wrong with him whereas I had been too nervous to say anything.
Luke had looked so irritable and I hadn't wanted to annoy him.
When I returned home from having dinner with Thalia and Luke, I had a terrible headache. From my mother, I inherited a tendency to get migraines.
"It's because our brains are too big for our skulls," she always said.
A/N I have a condition called a Chiari I malformation which is when you have an excess of brain tissue which extends out of the skull and into the spinal column. One of its symptoms is frequent headaches. I had a headcanon that children of Athena (my godly parent) suffer from this.
Katie, one of our maids, brought me some aspirin tablets and a glass of water. I took a cold bath and then changed into my favorite nightgown: the ivory silk trimmed with lace.

To help with my headache,  I drank a cup of camomille tea while I waited up for Percy's phone call.  I passed the time by reading Pride and Prejudice. It was very late, so I had a hard time keeping my eyes open.
"Miss Annabeth," Katie said, gently shaking my shoulder to wake me up. I had nodded off; Pride and Prejudice spread open on my lap.
A/N I'm considering writing a Percabeth version of Pride and Prejudice. What do you think of this idea?
"I'm awake," I groaned.
"There's a phone call for you downstairs, Miss."
"Thanks, Katie."

The house telephone is in the entrance hall, so, yawning, I went downstairs to take my call.
"Hello," I said, a loud yawn contorting my face.
"Did I keep you up, Wise Girl?" Percy said on the other end. I could just about picture his smirk.
"For the record, Seaweed Brain, you did."
"Well, we made it safely across the border."
"I'll stop worrying when you've made it back over safely, without getting the police after you."
"Don't worry, Annabeth, this isn't my first time around. Besides, Leo can out drive anyone."
"Promise me you'll be careful, Percy."
"I promise, Wise Girl. Good night."
"Goodnight, Seaweed Brain."
I hung up the telephone and went back upstairs. When I climbed into bed, sleep broke over me like crashing waves.

Luke P. O. V

When the Princess Andromeda docked back in Montauk, I drove Annabeth and Thalia back to the Parthenon. Then I found myself back at the Montauk docks.
I went over to a bar near the waterfront: a seedy dive frequented by sailors and other such riffraff. A girl sat at a table by the window and she waved over to me. She was tall and slim and wore her hair in snake-like pin curls. Her face was pretty but caked with too much smoky eye makeup and burgundy colored lipstick. She was weighed down with rhinestone jewelry and wore a bronze colored satin dress with a matching turban.