Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with Percy Jackson.

After my little meeting with Clarisse, I decided to check up on Juniper. Chiron had said that she was not doing well. I made my way toward Zeus's Fist, trying to figure out what to say to her.

When I saw her tree, I knew Chiron had been right. I walked over, calling her name.

"Juniper?"

"Percy?"

I was rather relieved that she answered me. However, when she appeared out of her trunk, my eyes widened. Juniper looked terrible. Her skin was a couple shades too pale, and her eyes were ringed with green lines, showing that she'd been crying. In short, Juniper looked like I figured: she was missing Grover badly.

"I know this is a stupid question, but how are you feeling?" I asked.

"I'm worried about Grover! How should I be feeling?" she retorted.

I held up my hands in surrender. I knew better than to snap back. Instead, I put my hand on her shoulder. She tried to shrug me away, but then she started shaking. Before I knew it, Juniper had run into my arms. All I could do was hug her gently.

"What if he's hurt? What if-" she sobbed.

"Shh. If anything had happened, I would have known through the empathy link. Besides, I know Grover. He'll be okay."

"How can you know that?" Juniper asked.

"Simple. I trust his judgment. Plus, he's got Tyson there to watch his back. I trust him, too." I replied.

"But Tyson is a Cyclops! Don't you know-"

"How scared Grover is of Cyclopes? Yeah, I know. But like I said, I trust Tyson. Grover will be all right. Plus, tomorrow I'm heading back out with Annabeth. We have a plan to navigate the Labyrinth. We'll find Grover and Tyson."

"Are you sure your plan will work?"

"As sure as I can be."

"Okay, Percy. Just promise me this. Please keep him as safe as you can."

I remembered the last time I had made a promise like this. It didn't end well. But when I looked at Juniper's sad face, I couldn't say no.

"I will."

She hugged me again, this time without the crying. This hug was asking me to find Grover and bring him home. I swore to myself that I would keep this promise.

A/N: Well, there's my first story. I welcome any opinions, as long as it's constructive and useful.