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Chapter 1 – This Is It

Annabeth's POV

Today is the day.

I was excited. I had my bag packed and I already packed his bag for him. My husband, who has been away for a couple weeks, is finally coming home. I'm planning to surprise him by booking us a room for a week at our favorite hotel. I already filed a leave from the hospital.

I was cooking my husband's favorite dish when my cell phone rang. I looked over to the coffee table in the living room where my cell phone was then looked back at what I was cooking. I stirred it a bit before heading to the living room to answer my phone.

"Annabeth Chase." I said as I put the phone against my ear after pressing the call button.

"Annabeth, we have an emergency."

"Malcolm?"

"You have to come here."

"But I'm on my leave, Malcolm, just call someone else." I said as I walked back towards the kitchen to what I was cooking.

"Annabeth, you need to come here." He said as if I had no other choice but to say yes.

I sighed in defeat, turned off the stove, got my coat, bag, and keys, and left the apartment. I drove to the hospital and as soon as I entered, nurses started greeting me. I immediately went to the elevator and once I was inside, I pressed the button of the floor where my office was. As soon as the door opened, I went straight to my office. I got changed and Malcolm ran after me on my way to the front desk.

"Annabeth!" My step brother came running after me.

"Malcolm. What's the emergency?" I asked as I fixed my lab coat.

"We have a patient. He got into an accident, a car accident. He broke a couple ribs, broke his hand and leg, some cracks in his skull, cuts and bruises, and a bruised liver. He's in the operating room right now." Malcolm said as we rushed to the operating room.

"Seriously, Malcolm? You could've called another doctor or you know. Is this person's case so important that you have to call a doctor who is on leave?"

"Just let it go, Annabeth. After you do this surgery, you can already go home."

I kept quiet after hearing what Malcolm said. My mind was so focused on seeing my husband that I forgot about other people's lives. I forgot that it's my job to save their lives.

"I'm sorry." I said mostly to myself.

Malcolm looked at me and smiled.

When we entered the operating room, we removed our lab coats and changed them for surgical gowns. We wore scrub caps, surgical masks, and medical gloves. My mind was set on operating on the liver because the patient had broken bones and they weren't that serious.

"We have some glass shrapnel piercing through the skin…most of them are on his arms." Michael noted.

"Did the patient arrive conscious or not?" I asked them as I was putting on the scrub cap.

"The EMT said that they found the patient unconscious and bleeding inside the car." Lee said.

"Oh gods. How's his head?"

"Just some cracks in his skull."

"His liver. How is his liver?" I asked my team.

"I'm working on it." Will said.

Once I was wearing the complete attire, I went over to the operating table. When I saw the face of the patient, everything just went slow motion.

I was expecting to see an unfamiliar face. I was expecting to operate on someone I haven't met before. I wasn't expecting to see the face of one of my friends. I wasn't expecting to see this person on the operating table.

Malcolm looked at me and whispered, "I know you can do this."

I stared at the face of the patient who currently had a clear mask covering their nose and mouth and a ventilator, patient monitor, and other machines around them. I stared at his face. I stared at Percy's face.

I never imagined seeing Percy with a clear mask covering his mouth and nose. I never thought that I would be seeing him on an operating table with a lot of machines around him.

It took me a while to break away from my thoughts and start working. I was working on his liver and the others worked on whatever they can work on.

The last time I saw Percy, he was waving at me and was about to board the plane. He wore an orange shirt, a brown cardigan, jeans, sneakers, and had his favorite sunglasses that perched on top of his nose. He had a wide grin and blew me a kiss before entering the plane. I could still remember feeling my cheeks getting warmer.

We were going to see each other again today but I never thought that we would meet this way. As I finished working on his liver, my thoughts drifted off to the accident that brought Percy to this condition.

Will fixed Percy's arm and removed the glass shrapnel that Will said that was from the windshield. Lee, Michael, Malcolm, Will, and I fixed Percy as best as we could and as fast as we could. We removed some glass shrapnel that we found piercing through his skin or ones that we found in different wounds or cuts.

A soft beeping filled the room as we worked on Percy. A soft beeping coming from the patient monitor helped me relax a bit. It soothed me. Knowing that Percy's heart was still pumping made me feel better. It made me feel good knowing that he was still alive. I looked over to the ventilator and just looked at the pump as it moved up and down.

We stitched up the cut we made to fix Percy's liver and some cuts that we could stitch up. Percy's expressionless face looked good, just a bit pale, minding what he had been through. We were just about done when suddenly the room was filled with slow beeps from the patient monitor. All of us rushed around Percy to see what was wrong. Malcolm was readying the defibrillator and charging it up. When Percy's heart rate didn't return to its normal pace, Malcolm rubbed the defibrillator panels together.

"He's having a cardiogenic shock." Lee said.

"Two hundred. Clear!" Malcolm said before putting the panels on Percy's chest.

Percy's chest rose up and quickly fell back down to the table. That was when everything went in slow motion; I couldn't hear anything but the charge that was being transferred to Percy's chest and Malcolm shouting, " Clear!", and everything was starting to get blurry.

Then I heard a long agonizing beep that never seemed to stop. I widened my eyes and stared at the line on the patient monitor.

"Three hundred. Clear!" Malcolm said with sadness and determination clear in his voice.

Malcolm repeated a couple times but the patient monitor didn't end the long beep that started a while ago. Michael put his hand on Malcolm's shoulder, squeezed it, and looked down and that's when tears started to blur my vision. Malcolm looked at Michael then looked at Will and Lee who were also looking down. I went over to Percy and touched his face.

"Percy, don't stop fighting. Don't give up on me; I know you can do this." I said as I stared at his expressionless face.

It was as if the long beep from the patients monitor got louder when I said this.

"Percy, please don't leave me." I whispered as tears started streaming down my face and as I pushed away stray hair from his face.

"Time of death, one forty-three in the afternoon." Malcolm sadly announced.

As I saw my husband on the operating table, dead, a huge part of me died along with him.

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