Forbidden Love

By Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase (soon to be Annabeth Jackson!)

"Annabeth! Annabeth!" He yelled, running through the woods. "Annabeth, where are you!?"

"Here," I tried to yell, but it came out as more of a croak. "Help, Percy."

"Annabeth, Annabeth, what happened?" he slid to a stop and crouched down next to me, sword back in pen form.

"Clarisse," I croaked, my throat dry. "Who else?" I tried to smile and laugh a little, but ended up coughing again. She stabbed me right in the left hip, aiming for my gut. Of course I didn't have armor in that exact spot, and her sword drew quite a ways in, almost to the bone.

"Shh, just stay still, ok?" he said, cutting away a bit of my armor with his knife, and cutting off his strips of his jacket to use as a bandage. He took my helmet off and brushed my sweaty, clumpy hair out of my eyes.

"Ok," I whispered, clenching my jaw and shutting my eyes.

"It's almost over Annabeth, just stay awake until we get you back to the Big House," he whispered, finishing off the knot.

"Ok," I whispered again, my arms wrapping around his neck as he picked me up gently. I moaned softly, and he tucked my hair behind my ears. He unsheathed Riptide and walked back to camp. At one point some kid from the Red team charged up to us, but stopped as he saw me.

"What happened?" he asked, lowering his axe.

"Clarisse, that's who," Percy gritted between clenched teeth, and continued walking. "Tell her to get her sorry butt to the Big House before I hunt her down myself."

"Ok, she'll be there soon, I'll have someone blow the signal horn," he sprinted away.

"You b-better let m-me have a p-piece of her," I stuttered, trying to sound intimidating, and failing miserably.

"Ok, you will," he grinned at me.

"Thanks," something sent a chill down my spine, and I held on a little tighter. It was weird, I shouldn't like him, I should hate him. It was in my blood, my mom's blood. Any child of Athena should loathe any child of Poseidon. That was how it worked, that was the LAW almost. All because of the olive tree, all because Athena won over Athens with her tree, instead of Poseidon with his salt-water stream.

"I should hate you, you know that, right?" he asked, looking at me and smiling. It was almost like he read my thoughts.

"Yeah, I s-should hate you t-too," I stuttered. "But I-I don't."

"Thanks, f-for bringing me b-back." I shut my eyes as a new wave of dizziness and chills overcame me.

"You're welcome Annabeth," he opened the door with his foot. "Chiron! Chiron, help us!" Chiron came wheeling in as fast as possible.

"What? What happened?" he asked, slightly out of breath.

"She's hurt, left hip, sword," he laid me down on a hospital bed gently. He kneeled down on my right side as Chiron took off my armor. "Hey, it'll be ok," he wiped the sweat off my forehead with his sleeve.

"Ok, it's deep, not poisoned, but you'll feel miserable for a while. I'll be back in a couple hours to check on you," Chiron finished wrapping it up.

"Thanks, I can stay here, right?" Percy asked, looking up at him with raised eyebrows.

"Of course, you can push an empty bed over if you need to," Chiron looked back at him, and wheeled away. There was an empty bed to my left, so Percy pushed it over, leaving about a foot in between.

"You c-can go b-back to your c-cabin, Percy," I squinted up at him.

"I'm not going anywhere," he smiled and kissed my forehead. Something stirred in my gut, it felt like butterfly wings fluttering. It was strange, I had never felt anything like it before. I grinned at him, and slowly closed my eyes.

"Go to sleep Annabeth, I'll be here," he whispered, squeezing my hand gently. I didn't want him to let go, and he didn't. I slowly drifted off, hoping to see Mom. In the next five minutes I just wished she would go away.

In my dream, Mom was standing there, her hands on her hips. Percy was next to me, and Poseidon stood there, arms crossed over his chest.

"Percy," he said roughly. "Come with me."

"Annabeth," Mom said, sounding very angry. "We need to talk." We were led off in different directions.

"What is this all about Mom?" asked nervously, once we were hidden behind a white wall. Everything here was white.

"That's exactly what I want to know!" she yelled, spinning around to face me. "Have you gone mad!? You can't love him, especially him! He's a son of Poseidon!"

"But, Mom, I don't love him!" I yelled, but instantly regretted those words. It felt wrong, like a lie. I'd never lied before, but, if that was a lie…

"Yes you do," she said coldly before everything faded into black. There was something in front of me, and I backed up. I read the six words on the sheet of paper carefully. I am falling for Percy Jackson it read in MY handwriting. Then I woke up screaming.

"Annabeth, Annabeth what happened?!" Percy shot up and hugged me.

"Percy, I have something to tell you," I swallowed the lump in my throat, pulling away.

"I have something to tell you too," he said. He looked nervous; I wonder: what's he going to tell me?

"I love you!" we blurted at the same time. A blush crept onto my face, and so did his.

"So, umm, how're you feeling?" he asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"Ok," I said, even though I was lying.

"No you're not, your hot," he said, feeling my forehead and cheek with the back of his hand.

"I'm fine," I protested, and grimaced as he began un-wrapping it.

"No you're not, stop lying to me," he glanced up just as a tear ran down my face. "Hey, it's gonna be ok," his voice softened as he wiped away my tears.

"I j-just, Mom said"- "Stop caring about what your Mom says! It's your life, they can't determine who you wanna be with!" he said, anger flooding his features.

"They could kill you, you know, right now," I couldn't help but smile through my tears.

"Yeah, but they won't" he grinned back