"Percy!" Annabeth gut-wrenching sobs echoed off the closed Doors. Percy had pushed Annabeth throw the Doors with just enough time to say, "I love you, Wise Girl.", before the Doors closed forever. At first, Annabeth hadn't registered the Doors closing, only hearing Percy words echoing around her skull. But when she finally noticed the Doors shut and Percy not in the room with her, Annabeth's world fell apart. Literally.
Annabeth fell to the marble floor of the Temple of Hades. Her cries had started with a simply whisper, "No…" And grew until other's had to cover their ears. She sat on the floor, breaking down in front of her friends. Through her tears, she glanced over at the door. She glared at it with an unspoken hatred. This door had taken her Percy, her Seaweed Brain, away from her. Annabeth slowly rose to a standing position, her eyes never leaving the door. Jason, being the closest one to Annabeth in the room, rushed forward to Annabeth, expecting her to fall in her fragile state. But Annabeth had just raised her hand to him, to stop him from entering her quickly fading connection with Percy. Jason had backed away and left Annabeth to grieve at the door.
She placed both of her hands on the door in an eerily quiet manner. Annabeth leaned in toward the door, turned her head, and placed her left ear on the door. To the others, it looked like Annabeth was trying to hear through the door. And that's exactly what Annabeth was trying to do. She thought that if she could listen close enough, she could hear Percy. "Percy?" Annabeth asked pretty loudly, thinking that if she spoke loud enough, Percy could hear. But the door only responded with silence.
Annabeth slowly backed her head away from the door that had locked her boyfriend in Tartarus. "Give him back…" Annabeth whispered at first. "Give. him. back." Annabeth raised her voice slightly. "GIVE. HIM. BACK." Annabeth didn't even try to hide the hurt on her final plea. Her voiced cracked when she cried out 'back'. She started to bang on the door that seperated her from Percy. She banged and banged and no one in the room tried to stop her. She had every right to vent, and they didn't have the right, or heart, to stop her. Because they all knew that there was no way for Percy to come back. So Annabeth banged and cried out for Percy, and banged and cried so more. Because that day, she didn't just lose Percy, she lost her soulmate, she lost her Seaweed Brain.
And a few days down the road, when the, now seven, had boarded the Argo II, and had each grieved over the loss, Annabeth was still broken. But she had recovered enough. She had recovered enough to put on a fake face. Because if there was one thing Annabeth knew for sure in her recovering world; she knew that if Gaea had taken Percy away from her, she was sure as the Styx not letting that Dirt Face take away the world they fought so hard for.