Chapter 10 (43) Car Confession

                                    

                                          
Chapter Start brought to you by Reyna kissing Y/n... in a dream
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We were crossing the Potomac when we spotted the helicopter. It was a sleek black military model just like the one we’d seen at Westover Hall. And it was coming straight towards us.
"They know the van," I said. "We have to ditch it."
"What good would driving into a ditch do?" Y/n asked and I didn't know if he was joking or genuinely confused, though I was happy he had woken up.
Zoë swerved into the fast lane making Y/n fall into Bianca. The helicopter was gaining.
"Maybe the military will shoot it down," Grover said hopefully.
"The military probably thinks it’s one of theirs," I said. "How can the General use mortals, anyway?"
"Mercenaries," Zoë said bitterly. "It is distasteful, but many mortals will fight for any cause as long as they are paid."
"But don’t these mortals see who they’re working for?" I asked. "Don’t they notice all the monsters around them?"
Zoë shook her head. "I do not know how much they see through the Mist. I doubt it would matter to them if they knew the truth. Sometimes mortals can be more horrible than monsters."
The helicopter kept coming, making a lot better time than we were through D.C. traffic.
Thalia closed her eyes and prayed hard. "Hey, Dad. A lightning bolt would be nice about now. Please?"
But the sky stayed grey and snowy. No sign of a helpful thunderstorm.
"There!" Bianca said. "That parking lot!"
"We’ll be trapped," Zoë said.
"Trust me," Bianca said.
Zoë shot across two lanes of traffic and into a mall parking lot on the south bank of the river. We left the van and followed Bianca down some steps.
"Subway entrance," Bianca said. "Let’s go south. Alexandria."
"Anything," Thalia agreed.
We bought tickets and got through the turnstiles, looking behind us for any signs of pursuit. A few minutes later we were safely aboard a southbound train, riding away from D.C. As our train came above ground, we could see the helicopter circling the parking lot, but it didn’t come after us.
Grover let out a sigh. "Nice job, Bianca, thinking of the subway."
Bianca looked pleased. "Yeah, well. I remembered that station from when Nico and I came through last summer. I was really surprised to see it, because it wasn’t here when we used to live in D.C."
Grover frowned. "New? But that station looked really old."
"I guess," Bianca said. "But trust me, when we lived here as little kids, there was no subway."
"Ture." Y/n yawned leaning against Thalia, hugging her arm for support.
Thalia leaned towards Y/n a little with a small smile. "Wait a minute. No subway at all?"
Bianca nodded.
Now, I knew nothing about D.C., but I didn’t see how their whole subway system could be less than twelve years old. I guess everyone else was thinking the same thing, because they looked pretty confused.
"Bianca," Zoë said. "How long ago…" Her voice faltered. The sound of the helicopter was getting louder again.
"We need to change trains," I said. "Next station."