My Wish Come True
DG32173
Sarah: well, here's Percy's view of Caught in the Act. Well, I only own my story and my characters. Don't steal.
!!!WARNINGS!!!
M for the same reasons as Caught in the Act.
SUMMARY
Percy's point of view of Caught in the Act. Percy/Annabeth Percy's POV
KEY
(Authors note)
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Scene change
POV change
Memory/dreams
Scene change in memory
Chapter 1
She Loves Me
I'm sleeping lightly, having no dreams for a change, when the sound door to my cabin opening wakes me up. I don't open my eyes, even though it's the middle of the night and the entire camp is supposed to be asleep. I know that it's Annabeth. For some reason known only to her, she's been visiting my cabin every night around midnight for I don't know how long.
I only know this because I had been awake the past two weeks or so when she's been visiting my cabin. The first time, I almost drew Riptide to take down the intruder. But then I sensed it was Annabeth and feigned sleeping, wondering what she's doing here, of all places, in the middle of the night. Some nights she just sits and watches me for a few hours, other nights she talks about a variety of topics.
I wonder what she'll do tonight? The past few days, I've been trying to gather the courage to let her know that I'm awake while she's here. Tonight, I will confront her as she leaves. I have to know why she's visiting me every night.
I hear her move a chair from against the wall to sit it beside my bed. Then she sits in it and is quiet for a while. Finally, she starts talking. "Ya know, Percy," she says softly. I am in total shock. She actually called me by name rather than Seaweed Brain, her favorite nickname for me. Even during all the nights I was awake to hear her talking to me, she hasn't once called me by name. I quickly turn my attention back to her. "I really like you, in a way my mother would definitely not approve of. You really shouldn't lead me on, though, if you don't like me like that. I know we're best friends and all, but that doesn't give you the right to hold my hand as we walk or hug me like you do sometimes if your hearts not into it."
She actually thinks I'm not madly in love with her? How much more obvious can I be without telling her word-for-word that she means everything to me? That if the world went to Hades and she survived, I couldn't care less? That if she were dead and the world continued to exist, I would have nothing to live for?
I focus my attention back to her as she sighs. "Like today, you were holding my hand the entire time we were racing in our chariot. You were still holding it when we got off the chariot. I appreciate how you helped me down, but I bet the Aphrodite cabin is gonna start spreading wild rumors around camp that we're together." She pauses for a few moments, as if in thought. "Especially after you kissed me when we were told we won! Give a girl some warning before you go springing stuff like that on her!" I can tell she's struggling to keep her voice soft, thinking that I'm asleep. "Aphrodite's cabin is going to be talking about that for a long time. Next thing ya know, they'll be trying to get their mom to get us together. And if you don't like me like that, that could ruin our friendship. I don't want that to happen, ever."
She's silent for a few more moments. "Ya know, I'm glad Rachel became the Oracle last year. Because she's the Oracle, she can't ever have a boyfriend, so she can't go flirting with you anymore. You probably didn't realize she was even flirting, but she was. Yeah, I know I acted weird whenever I saw you and Rachel together. I'll admit it, I was jealous. Me, Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, jealous of a mortal girl. Bet you didn't see that coming."
I honestly hadn't seen that coming. That's why she got so mad whenever I talked about Rachel or invited her along with me and Annabeth.
"Ya know, you really shouldn't have held me like you did after you saved me from the sirens. I mean, I've been hugged by friends before, and the way you hugged me then wasn't like that at all. I mean, it's not like you'd be into me like that. And when we were on Circe's island after I saved you from being a guinea pig for the rest of your life, remember the way you looked at me? You looked at me like I was a goddess, and in a good way. You still look at me like that sometimes. You really shouldn't look at someone like that when you're not into them."
Gods, she really does believe that I'm not into her. I successfully fight back the urge to open my eyes and tell her the gods honest truth: that I love her more than life itself, that I have loved her since I first met her and I'll love her for the rest of eternity.
"Remember how you made Mount St. Helens explode after making me leave you behind? Well, I had looked back in time to see the explosion. I don't know how long I was sitting there, crying, thinking you were dead. I guess that's when I finally admitted to myself that I like you in more than a friendly manner. Don't you ever scare me like that again, Seaweed Brain. When I saw you at the amphitheatre two weeks later, I felt like the gods just granted me a miracle by saving your hide."
She was crying because she thought I was dead after Mount St. Helens? Now I really feel guilty. I can't remember ever seeing her cry because of me, and it hurts to think that she had.
"Challenging Ares like you did at the end of our first quest was stupid! You could have been killed! Then I would have had to explain to your mom why you weren't coming home at the end of summer. Do you realize how upset she would have been? And Poseidon would have blamed it all on me and Grover for not stopping you. Not to mention that Grover would never have gotten his searcher's license and probably would have been taken off seeker duty for years."
She sighs again. Damn, she's doing that a lot tonight. "I just wish you liked me like I like you. And just so you know, I still hate Calypso. Why'd you have to end up at her island when that volcano exploded? I know I probably wouldn't have survived the explosion, since I'm not a child of the sea god – thank the gods for that – but I wish you would have let me stay and fight with you. Ya probably wouldn't have blown up the volcano if I had stayed and fought with you." She pauses for a few moments. "It's getting late, I should probably go before someone finds me in here. That would be bad."
I hear her get up and put the chair back. I prop myself up on my elbow, watching her open the door to my cabin. "Ya know, for a daughter of Athena, you can be pretty dumb sometimes, Annabeth. I do like you," I say while I have the chance, smirking.
She squeaks in surprise and looks back at me. Gods, she is beautiful in the moonlight. She looks just like a goddess. Believe me, I should know. I've actually met quite a few of them. She blushes brightly. "Erm, I was just leaving," she says quickly before bolting out the door, letting it close on its own.
Well, that didn't work out quite like I had hoped. I sigh and lay back on my pillow. She loves me. She really does love me. I feel almost like I'm drowning in relief at the thought. Though I wouldn't know what it actually feels like to drown since I can breathe underwater, being the son of Poseidon and all.
Almost as soon as I close my eyes, I am swept up by a dream of what could have happened if Annabeth had stayed rather than bolted. It is the best dream of my life.
Sarah: since I now know that many of you wanted to see Annabeth's dream, I will show you Percy's dream next chapter. It's not gonna be identical to Annabeth's, but very similar. Please review!