I Can't Lose You Ch 1

All the times that Percy or Annabeth could have died, and what would have happened if they did.

(A/N) So obviously, I'm not writing the ones where Percy and Annabeth weren't that close, i.e. the hellhound during Capture the Flag, or the sirens in the Sea of Monsters, because the death wouldn't be that impactful on the other. I'm only doing the ones after they realize that they like each other, or can't really imagine life without the other. In my opinion, that's Titan's Curse, so, without further ado, here's the first chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything

Titan's Curse, Mouth Tamalpais (Mount Othrys)

Annabeth POV

Seaweed Brain. Seaweed Brain, holding the weight of the sky for me. He ran up and took it from Artemis' shoulders, silently coming to an understanding. She went into battle like, well, a goddess. She fought one on one with Atlas for a solid 10 minutes, while I was trying to fend off some of Luke's army. Artemis flung Atlas back toward Percy, who tucked and rolled out of the way, trapping Atlas under the weight of the sky once again. Percy, in all his grimy, tattered glory, came tumbling down the hill quite ungracefully.

I turned and stabbed the last empousa that attacked me, turning the demon to dust. I smiled, and ran to him, helping Percy to his feet. We hugged, the battle raging behind us, and for a second, nothing else mattered. He pulled away, blushing red.

I saw the grey streak in his hair, and I reached up and ran my fingers through it, a light smile tugging at my lips. I grabbed his hand and switched to my hair, threading his fingers through my grey streak, and we made eye contact.

I pulled away, blushing furiously, realizing that that was a really intimate thing to be doing to your best friend, and that we weren't anything more. Percy chuckled at me, momentarily losing his complete cluelessness, and pulled me into another hug, denying the thoughts running through my head, and kissed to top of my head. He really did. That boy.

We had been standing there no longer than a minute, but that was still too much time to stand still during a battle. I was honestly surprised that we hadn't been shish kebabbed yet. I looked up at Percy and he nodded, reading my thoughts. We retreated out of the corner we were standing in and ran to fall into the fight.

I heard a strangled gasp behind me, and I whipped around. I saw Percy, stiffening, with a dagger in his back. Behind him, Atlas was grinning wickedly, but under the strain of the sky, it looked more like he was trying to force something out of his back end. One hand was holding the weight of the sky, and one was pointed forward, having just thrown the dagger. It felt like I was going into shock, and I ran to catch Percy falling to the ground behind me.

My tears fell thick and fast, landing on Percy's chest.

"I never got to tell you," I whispered, struggling through sobs.

"I know," he gasped. He smiled. I let out a breath. He knew? How could he know I loved him like my breath itself?

"Me, too," he finished.

My heart convulsed.

"Really?" I breathed.

Percy nodded with what looked like was all his remaining strength. He exhaled, and his eyes glassed over, still looking into mine.

My innards felt like they were on fire, and I wasn't even the one that got stabbed. Sobs wracked my body, and I couldn't even take in a proper breath. I clung to Percy's body like my life depended on it. Through the tears, through hair and dirt, I kissed his lips like I never got to. I pulled away, and my head rested on his chest. We fit together so perfectly, like puzzle pieces that would never be assembled. He went on this quest to save me, and it was my fault he was dead. I mentally beat myself up. I wasn't supposed to get kidnapped. If I hadn't, Percy would still be alive.

Thalia appeared behind me, pulling me up and dragging me away from his body, where I was meant to be. I screamed, I protested, and I dug my heels into the ground until I had nothing left in me. Defeated, I let her drag me away. Later, I realized the only reason that I hadn't been killed was because of her. Thalia fought for me, killing twice as many monsters so I could have my moment of grief. I loved her for that.

Selfish. I was being selfish. I couldn't even imagine what his mom would feel, or Grover, or any of the other campers. Even Thalia, who had only known him for some short months, seemed empty. Anyone at camp would feel the pain. Percy was the hero of the camp, and now he was gone. But as I looked back, I realized that apart from his mother, I would miss Percy the most. And that was okay. I would live. Because he was Seaweed Brain. My Seaweed Brain, going on the quest, holding the sky, and getting stabbed, for me.