I do not own Percy Jackson.
I dreamt about you nearly every night this week.
Percy slammed the shot glass down on the table. The sting from it didn't hurt nearly as much as his broken heart. Jason and Piper shared a worried look at each other before diverting their eyes back to the dishevelled man in front of them. Percy gestured to his glass again, more. He needed more, because maybe he could forget about it for an hour or so.
"How could she?" he said. "How could she just leave like that? The fight wasn't even that bad."
Jason ignored the question, pouring more shots, this time for all three of them. Piper took residence in the stool next to Percy and put her arm around him. She squeezed his shoulder, a little more aggressively than needed. "Maybe she had a good reason." Piper stared helplessly at Jason who just shrugged. He was clearly not an expert at breakups, and neither was she.
Ever thought of calling when you've had a few.
"I'm going to call her."
Percy fished around in his back pocket for his phone. After what seemed like forever Percy's drunken fingers finally punched out a number. Piper thought that it was a really bad idea, calling up Annabeth at 1 in the morning. But maybe Percy needed it. Maybe he needed to for some kind of closure. Jason stopped clanging around in the kitchen in an attempt to make little noise in case she picked up.
"Why would you-," he stopped. "Sorry mum, wrong number." He giggled uncontrollably. Piper smiled and Jason laughed. Percy's face twisted in horror as the garbled yells of Sally Jackson made their way out of Percy's phone. "I swear I'll never call you again," he laughed. He hung up and slammed the phone on the counter. Piper was surprised it didn't smash into a million pieces.
Crawling back to you.
Percy downed his new shot. Jason and Piper joined him. Jason leaned back against the bench as Percy laid his head against the cold marble counter top. His longish hair was curled at his temples from sweat.
"Maybe if I go back to her, then she might-"
"Time to get you to bed, buddy," Jason said making his way to Percy's side. "You go to bed, Piper, I'll take care of broken hearted here."
Once Percy's shirt was off and he was safely lying on his side to ensure he wouldn't choke the house was silent of noise as Jason headed to bed. There was no evidence of the yelling and crying of the distraught green eyed boy four hours before. Only silence was there. Percy opened his eyes and stared hard at the dark green wall. Through the window he saw the glistening lights of Manhattan. And somewhere she was out there.
Do you want me crawling back to you?
xxx
Piper dials a set of numbers in to the phone and presses the receiver to her hopes someone will pick up, despite the ridiculously late hour of 2:30AM. After what seems like forever someone answers.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Murray hospital?" Piper says into the phone, keeping her voice a whisper so she doesn't wake Jason.
"Yes," a bored voice replies.
"Can I talk to Dr Hofstadter, please, it's-"
"He isn't in at the moment, he is at lunch."
"You might want to get him; it's about one of his patients, Perseus Jackson."
There is silence on the other end of the phone. "Right away Miss..."
"Mclean."
"Right away, Miss Mclean, right away."
Based on the song 'do I wanna know?" by the Arctic Monkeys.