Healing

A/N: What's up? (Besides Zeus). I wanted to write another Percabeth fic, so I decided on doing this story. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I OWN EVERYTHING! Buahahahahah...Not.

Annabeth Chase expected nothing more to happen on her birthday besides the usual: Silena, one of her best friends, would make everyone agree on doing a surprise party (that wasn't at all surprising after doing it for four years straight...), her friends would have no choice but to do it and the party would go until ten o'clock, when everyone would leave, leaving Annabeth to clean the mess alone.

After cleaning up, she would go immediately to bed, since she had to work at the hospital on the next day.

But she could've never predicted what was about to happen.

Annabeth loved her job. She worked at Grey Hospital, named after the person who inspired the construction of it: Meredith Grey.

Every kid and teen loved Annabeth there. She got along with them just fine, and liked to learn so much about their lives. The only bad part of the job was when one of them passed away, and she had to give the news to their relatives. Their faces crashed Annabeth's heart like someone had ripped it out of her chest and thrown it against the wall. It was absolutely terrible.

Annabeth entered Grey Hospital and made her way to her office. She unlocked it, entered the room, put her purse on the table and sat on her chair. Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in", she said.

Her friend Travis opened the door and put his head inside. Travis had been working at the hospital for five years now, just two years less than Annabeth.

"We need you," he said seriously and Annabeth stood up quickly. If Travis was serious, the situation was probably bad.

"What happened, Travis?" she asked him.

"It's Kayla, we don't know what she has. She won't let us examine her. We need you Annabeth." Travis said.

Kayla had entered the hospital a few days ago and she wouldn't let anyone do exams or touch her. Only, for some reason, she had let Annabeth get close to her, and was the one the little girl trusted the most. They turned the corridor and entered the room 142A. When Annabeth got inside the room, she looked at Kayla. She was lying on her bed on fetal position, five doctors around her. Annabeth recognized one of them as her best friend Thalia.

Annabeth saw when Kayla looked at her and when her little blue eyes sparkled when she spotted the doctor. Annabeth smiled and the patient tried to get up but stopped and winced. Annabeth's smile faded away. She walked over to the girl's bed and touched Thalia's shoulder. Thalia looked up and it was visible the relief that she felt.

"Thank God! Help me, she won't let us do anything." Thalia begged.

Annabeth nodded and turned to Kayla. The little girl had a look of pure pain in her blue eyes.

"Hi Kayla.", Annabeth said with a sweet tone on her voice, "Can we make some exams on you?" she asked. Kayla hesitated. "Pretty please? With sparkles on top?" Annabeth asked and Kayla smiled and nodded. The doctors sighed with relief and took her to the exams room, but she shrieked. Annabeth smiled at her and mouthed 'It's okay' to her. Kayla nodded and the doctors took her away.

Kayla had intestine cancer since she was five. Now she was ten years old, which meant she had gone pretty far considerating that her condition wasn't one of the best. The little girl had loved Annabeth since the the first moment she had seen her, and since then she only trusted her.

Annabeth was making her way to her office when she heard Katie's voice. Katie was another favorite of the kids and teens there. She was always so happy that you instantly got happy too, just by being around her.

Katie had been married to Travis for three years now. Nobody really knew how she could handle being married to the 'always pranking people' Travis Stoll. But then again, she seemed to be able to do anything. And if there was someone able to control that guy, that person was Katie Gardner.

"Annabeth! Please help me," she said, as she got closer to the blonde. "Ben is kind of depressed and he won't talk to anyone!" she cried. Katie got kind of desperate when she couldn't handle a patient. Annabeth followed Katie to Ben's room.

Unlike Kayla's room, Ben's was empty. The only person there was himself, just staring at the ground. Annabeth looked at Katie and nodded, as if saying 'I've got this'. Katie smiled in response and walked to another room.

Annabeth closed the white door and sat next to Ben on his bed. The boy kept quiet.

"Are you okay, Ben?" she asked, but Ben only shrugged.

"Is this about Claire again?" Annabeth asked. The boy shrugged again, which made Annabeth chuckle. She took the boy's hands and made him turn so he would look at her.

"What happened?" she asked. Ben sighed, but started talking.

"I was thinking about sending this letter I wrote her, but I just... Can't." he replied. Annabeth smiled.

"Are you afraid of what she's going to say?" Ben shrugged. "You shouldn't. You're the best Ben, she would be silly if she didn't like you." Ben smiled at this.

"How can I be the best being only twelve years old?" he asked and Annabeth shrugged. They both laughed a little.

"I just know that you're the best." she said. Annabeth didn't know, but that comment actually helped lifting Ben's spirits. She gave him a side hug and left. Ben kept smiling while thinking about what she said.

Annabeth (yet again) was making her way to her office but then heard the E.R. doors opening and ran towards that direction. When she got there, she saw two guys pushing a hospital bed with a little kid with black hair on it. She started checking the little boy's pulse while she heard what the nurse was saying.

"Sammuel Jackson, ten years. His dad bought him here because he was feeling a terrible pain in his insides."

Annabeth entered the room and started examining him. She got surprised when she saw the kid's eyes: they were a beautiful sea-green color, it was really breath taking.

"Sammuel, can you hear me?" she asked, but the boy seemed to be in too much pain and numbness to say anything. "Sammuel, can you show me where it hurts?" Annabeth asked him. He lifted his hand, that was shaking terribly, and put it on his heart. Gods don't let it be a heart attack.

Malcolm, her brother, who also worked at the hospital as a doctor, and four other nurses got in the room. They did their magic and were able to make the pain stop. Malcolm went to make some tests, and Annabeth went to talk to the kid's father. She was reading the files while walking through the corridors to the waiting room.

When she got there she saw a bunch of people that looked at her in perspective, hoping the doctor had good news about their kids. One guy, tough, didn't look up, he just stayed in the same position he was when she arrived in the waiting room: with his head on his hands.

Annabeth looked through the files and saw the father's name. She looked up and said:

"Perseus Jackson?"

The guy that had his head on his hands looked up and Annabeth could see him perfectly. She caught her breath.

A/N: Hello my little pink donuts! I know it's short, but it's going to be great, and I'm definetely going to make bigger chapters. REVIEW! You know you want to! (I am really hoping you want to!)

I'll try to update as soon as possible!

~Mary