AN: So this is my first ever one shot. Ever. And I kinda hope y'all love it.
Is Annabeth okay?
That was the only thought that ran through Percy's mind, as he ran down the infirmary hallway. He had heard about the battle of Typhon, and he knew that she had called for backup. But when he did not see her with the returning soldiers, who's only problem was fatigue, he panicked. He immediately thought she had been killed and began the long sprint to the infirmary, to find out if it was so. As he walked in, Will and Nico gave him a look of sympathy. He ran to the back of the building, unsure of what he was going to find, or even if he was even going to find her. He entered the back room, and saw Thalia standing next to the bed, tears freely flowing out of her eyes. And then Percy saw her. She looked like Sleeping Beauty, if Sleeping Beauty wore a bloody Camp Half-blood t-shirt, and fell asleep holding a dagger. He knelt by the bed and asked Thalia to give him a moment. Seeing as his one true love was seemingly dead, she did. He took her hand in his, and started to weep. "Annabeth, I know you can hear me. And, I want you to know, that if this is the last thing I ever say to you, I want you to know that I, indefinitely, without a doubt, love you."
Annabeth squeezed.