"Hm?"

Percy shook his head, "Nevermind." Kronos placed him on the floor in front of him, making sure to keep both hands on Percy's shoulders. "No, tell me, what is it you were going to tell me?" Percy hesitated. He kept looking everywhere, but at Kronos. Not meeting his eyes.

I can't tell him. I can't, I can't. No one can ever know. Not now, not ever!

But what if it's not him?!

Hey, if he found us before, he could and would find us again. He always has. You've got to have Faith. And hope, lots of hope.

Guys what if it's not meant to happen this time. What if he's not the one. It seems the same as last time. What if fate got tired of us. What if they decided to scrap it. What if we aren't meant to be. What if....

I was dragged out of my thoughts by being pulled forward into a strong, warm chest. Startled, I freeze. It's then that I realize that I was in the midst of having an anxiety attack. "You think to much. Time to move on. But don't think that I will let this moment slide, I will find out what your hiding. Sooner or later. Now it's time we carry on our way. You need a bath to help relax you more. I don't need you dying from an anxiety attack. If I wanted you dead I would have already done the deed. Now do I need to carry you or can you walk?" A voice asks. It takes a moment to remember where I'm at and who I'm with. I take a deep calming breath and nod my head, "I can walk.," I say quietly.

"Good." And with that we continue down the long hallway to where ever Kronos wants to go. For all I know he could he leading me to my death, probably a very painful experience, but he has given me no idea that he means to kill me.

At least.

Not yet.