Percabeth. Based off Baby Please Come Home by Josh Ramsay, but originally by some singer I forget the name of haha. I love Josh's version so I thought I'd use it as the basis for this fic.
Christmas gift for my readers. Thank you to the people that faved and followed Higher :) Its getting way more attention and I loved writing it. I'm writing a fic in the Higher-verse but it has to be held off as it features characters from the other stories. You'll be shocked by some of the people I put into the other three stories (Six Feet Under The Stars, and two others)
I don't expect Annabeth to die, okay? I just based that factoid on a rumor that Rick mentioned on his twitter that I saw someone post, plus it fits the song :P It's not sad there's a lot of happy memories I made up I usually don't use factual memories for PJO stories so I don't take ideas from Riordan XD
They're singin' deck the halls
It's not Christmas at all
I remember when you were here
And everything we had last year
Percy sat on the edge of the dock, thinking about what had just occured. He'd lost her. It was not his fault at all, being the person that he was, but he'd failed to protect her. She'd died at the hands of an earth born. It was icy and snowy, the same as another trying time. He'd lost the girl he was going to propose to on christmas day. He swung his legs, sitting on the edge of the dock. The lake was frozen, but he felt the tug of the water underneath. He wished she could see how camp looked in the winter. It looked even more mysterious with the snow on the trees.
All the church bells in town
They're ringing a song
What a happy sound
Baby please come home
Flashback
"Come on, seaweed brain. You don't know how to have fun once in a while?" Annabeth laughed, gathering up the snow on the ground around them. "Besides, even a dasughter of the wisdom goddess knows how to have fun."
"It's my ADH-" Percy felt the splat of the snowball on his jacket and he started laughing. "Hey! You got me while my guard was down!" Percy gathered up snow and threw one back. Annabeth was still laughing.
-END FLASHBACK-
Now the snow's comin' down
And I'm watching it fall
Watching the people around
Baby, please come home
Percy had a hard time dealing with her being gone, and he shut his eyes trying to not cry, he was a dude, a guy who had to be strong, a leader. He wasn't able to smile anymore really. He had to save her so many times. Why did he fail this time?
Pretty lights on the tree
I've been watching them shine
You should be here with me
Baby, please come home
-FLASHBACK, 2008(Winter Before Battle of the Labyrinth)-
"Come on, Annabeth. I don't get why CHB doesn't celebrate christmas." Percy looked at the brazier in the mess hall. It was December 20th.
"Nymphs don't appreciate their trees being cut down, Percy. What are you saying then?" Annabeth questioned him. "Are you saying we should, percy?"
"I know of a way we still could. We could put lights on the cabins or something," Percy suggested. Annabeth laughed. "Provided it isn't a offending color."
They put up the lights together and decided to make them correspond to the colors of the god's cabin they were on. It was pretty and nice looking to Percy, and Chiron did agree it would be fine. It was non-denominational in a way and plus it'd make a lot of people smile.
-END Flashback-
All the church bells in town
They're ringing a song
And it's a happier song
Please, please come home
Percy decided to get up and walk over to the cabins. The light tradition was now instated, no matter how hard the battle got it made them smile so much to see the lights. He saw the lights and started to tear up. He tried to smile and laugh but he couldn't. It reminded him too much of Annabeth. They'd made a new tradition at camp together. The sound of people singing holiday songs by the bonfire made Percy feel lonely.
If there was a way I could hold back these tears
But it's Christmas day
Please come home
Home, Come home, Come home, Come home
Percy made one wish when he went home for Christmas day. He wished he could know that Annabeth was alright. He'd love dher. He played with the velvet box in his hand, wrapped in delicate silver wrapping paper. It wans't a feminine ring, just a simple little silver band. He swallowed a acid lump in his throat. He wanted Annabeth back, to someday marry her and maybe have a family. But that was probably so far out of the question he felt bad thinking about it.
Now the snow's comin' down
And I'm watching it fall
Watching the people around
Baby, please come home
Percy saw the snow outside, staring at the different snowflakes falling outside his apartment. He was alone, alone for good. He would never get her back. He wished he could se eher one last time, for one day, to say the thigns he didn't and maybe love her one last day of his life. He'd always fight, he'd never give up he promised her as she laid dying on the ground. He'd never stop loving her.
Pretty lights on a tree
I've been watching them shine
You should be here with me
Baby, baby come home
Come home
A/N: Evweryone like that?
