A/N: I thought of this a little while ago, and I needed to write it. Constructive criticism please.
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or any of its characters. All I own is this one-shot, and the wife of Nico that isn't mentioned by name.
He was the first.
Her first boyfriend.
Her first love.
Her first kiss.
The first person she saw in the morning.
The first thing that popped into her head every day.
He was the only.
Her only boyfriend.
Her only husband.
Her only love.
Her only kiss.
He was the second.
Second to nothing.
Her second crush.
He was now the last.
The last kiss she'll have before death.
The last face she'll see.
Her last love.
She remembered when she helped lug him to the infirmary when they were twelve. When he got turned into a guinea pig on Circe's island at the age of thirteen. When he snuck off to that winter save her from holding up the sky, and the gray streaks they sported for a while after that. She remembered when she thought he was dead, until he just so happens to appear at camp when they were fifteen. When he finally turned sixteen, and the second Titan War. When she took a poisoned knife for him. When they kissed for the first time under the water a day later.
She remembered when he went missing a few weeks later, and the months that followed. She remembered judo-flipping him on Roman soil, and his smile that went with that. She remembered Tartarus and how he always found a way to reassure her. When he almost died again due to gorgon's blood, and his quick recovery thanks to Damasen and Bob. When they finally got out of Tartarus, and had nightmares for years after that. She remembered when they put Gaea back to sleep for a long, long time.
She remembered when he proposed, and their marriage being blessed by Athena and Poseidon. She remembered their first child, and their second, and their third. When their children grew up, and went to college, and moved out. She remembered growing old with him. And now she was on her deathbed. He sat next to her, holding her hand and telling her that he would meet her in Elysium. He sounded so sure. Their children were there too, crying and reliving silly memories.
Like when they learned the first child had water powers. There was water everywhere. Or the wedding of Jason and Piper, when her husband ended up with cake in his face because he wouldn't dance with Piper. Or any of Thalia's visits, including when she tried to teach their second child how to shoot a bow. Turns out she's just as bad at archery as her father.
Her friends came next, reliving all the silly quests and shenanigans. Leo with Calypso, talking about when Leo was freaking out over her being pregnant. Jason and Piper, laughing over the makeup crisis of Annabeth's wedding. Nico and his wife, talking about the first date, which also happened to be a double date. Hazel and Frank, talking about the "Chinese Baby Man" version of Frank. Thalia with some of the Hunters, blessing Annabeth and promising her she would reach Elysium.
They all drifted out slowly, leaving him with her.
Him. Percy Jackson.
She was thinking of all of the memories when he kissed her, and she finally went.