Jareid looked back at annabeth and he could practically feel the worry radiating off of her. Looking forward again, the immortal man walked into the coffee shop and was greeted by the cashier. "What happened this time, Jareid?' The short girl behind the counter asked. "Shot victim. Seventeen year old boy." He explained as the girl set his coffee on the counter. He came here so often, they had it memorized. "Oh my goodness!" She exclaimed before looking at Annabeth. "Are you the the victims girlfriend?" She asked.


