A/N: Sooooooo, I have all these Percabeth one-shots in my head so I'm creating a Percabeth One-Shot collection! Ta-da! I've had this idea stuck in my head for the past couple days. Now I'm writing it down! Tell me what you guys think!

Disclaimer: I own Percy Jackson? Yeah, right! I wish!

Saving Me From This Nightmare

Annabeth woke up with a gasp. She was panting and perspiring. The nightmares were becoming unbearable. Ever since the Tartarus, she woke up screaming or gasping. Tonights was about when she couldn't find Percy. She couldn't see and she kept shouting his name. She could hear him calling out her, but he couldn't get to her. Her room was brightly lit and Leo always complained about the electricity. But he wasn't there. Whenever she was in a dark room, she felt like she was there again. Where she couldn't see anything. Annabeth was shaking as she swung her feet over the edge of the bed. Her bare feet hit the cold cold floor and she padded over to the door. She grabbed her jean cardigan on the way to her door. She pulled it over her white tank top and didn't button it up. She slipped on a pair of socks before she turned the door knob and slipped into the hallway. The Argo II was quiet tonight. She carefully slid down the corridor and onto the deck.

The night was dark as Annabeth made her way across the slick wood. The stars were out and the clouds floating around her looked peaceful. But Annabeth was feeling anything but peace right now. She placed her hands on the railing and took a few deep breaths. The chill was cool and it was making Annabeth shiver more. Instead of feeling better, she felt like she was suffocating. Like the entire world was out to get her and placed a plastic bag over her head. Like her mouth was stuffed with cotton balls and she couldn't breathe. Her grip on the rail tightened and her breaths were coming quicker.

"Annabeth?"

Annabeth turned around and saw Leo standing there. Annabeth noticed that something had been off about him ever since her and Percy came back from the Tartarus. He barely slept and when he did it was from utter exhaustion. He was constantly obsessing a new plan that he had. Annabeth personally thought it was a girl.

"Oh. Hi, Leo."

"Are you okay?" He asked cautiously.

"Yeah." She nodded. "I'm fine. Just needed some fresh air."

"Ookay." He said uncertainly.

"I'll be fine, Leo." she assured him.

He still looked reluctant, but walked away. Annabeth wasn't fine. She was everything but fine.

She twisted on her heel and tiptoed down a hallway. She saw light streaming under the door. She knew he wouldn't be asleep. Her heart thundered in her chest as she knocked softly on the door. Annabeth didn't even wait for an answer. She just opened the door. Percy was laying diagonally on the bed. He was lounging on his side, his elbow resting on the bed, head in his hand. He was just staring into space. Annabeth leaned against the door frame and almost immediately calmed down.

"Hey." She said quietly.

"Hi." Percy replied.

He looked at her finally. She was covered in scars and her hair was a bit of a mess, but she looked completely gorgeous to him.

"What are you doing?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Thinking." He answered.

"Ooh. Thats sounds serious." she cracked a small smile.

Percy was relieved. She barely smiled anymore. He couldn't exactly say he did. Because, trust him, he didn't. Things had been so dark lately. With them escaping the Tartarus and the final battle looming over their heads.

He rolled him eyes at her teasing. Since she opened the door he saw how shaken she really looked. She was taking deep breaths and was shaking. Percy immediately went into protective/sensitive boyfriend mode.

"Hey," He said softly. "Come here."

She took a shuddering breath before walking into the room and shutting the door behind her. She climbed up on the bed next to Percy. Her back was pressed against his chest and he wrapped a protective arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He kissed her jaw line softly once before burying his face in her golden curls. They didn't talked for awhile. They just enjoyed being together. In each others arms. Together. Percy was determined that they would never be separated again. And if they were, he would personally murder Hera. He didn't care if she was the stupid Queen of the Heavens. He. Would. Kill. Her.

He already hated her, but because she stole his memory, he hated her even more. He had his suspicions that the only reason he remembered Annabeth was because of Aphrodite. He would have to thank the love goddess later. Slowly, Annabeth stopped shivering and calmed down. Her breathing went back to normal and she just enjoyed being with Percy.

"You're hair smells good." He commented.

She smiled and almost laughed. Only Percy.

"Thank you. I try my best." She joked.

Percy smiled slightly.

Annabeth's head was resting on one of his arms and his other was wrapped tightly around her, like he was afraid she would disappear. One of her hands absentmindedly stroked the arm wrapped around her waist. The other rested up by her chest.

Percy left a soft kiss on her cheek and he tilted her head back so the back of her head rested in the crook of his neck on on his collarbone.

"Do you still have nightmares?" She asked suddenly.

Percy was a bit taken back by the question, but expected it. He let out a breath and nodded.

"Yes." He admitted.

"Do you think they'll ever go away?" Annabeth's voice cracked as she said it. That made Percy's heart ache. Here was one of the strongest girls he ever knew and she was breaking. So was he.

"Honestly? I think mine have been getting worse." Her decided that honesty was the best way to go.

"Mine too." Annabeth said with a deep breath. "I'm scared that we'll be haunted with them for the rest of our lives."

"Lets not jump the gun." He sighed. "Not yet anyway. Lets take it one day at a time, okay?"

"Mmhmm." she nodded. "Do you sleep at all anymore?"

Percy shook his head. "Not really. I get really vivid nightmares. Most of them are from the Tartarus. But there a few that might be the future. I pray they aren't though."

"Like what?" she asked shifting so she was on her back, peering up at him.

"I- I don't know." He shook his head again. "I mean, I do. But I don't want to say them out loud. I might jinx it and they might come true."

Annabeth let out a small, soft laugh.

She was still looking up at him. Her curls were splayed around her face and they seemed to glow in the soft light of the lamp in the room.

"They might not go away, but we will get better. Right?" She asked as he propped his head up on his hand again so he could look down at her.

"I hope so." He said softly.

She reached up a hand and ran it through his thick black hair.

"I think we will." She sighed. "Maybe not fully recover, but I think we will get better."

Percy smiled a small smile at her then leaned down to his her forehead.

He wrapped his arms around her and laid on him back. Her head rested on his chest and one of her hands stroked his shirt. He had his arms twined tightly around her and one of his hands played with the curls that rested on his neck.

"I love you, Percy." She said.

"I love you too." He kissed the top of her head while her arm draped around his torso.

She shut her eyes and listened to his heart beat.

They would always be there to drag each other out of nightmares.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed it! R&R! Love you guys! I'm going to add more! I swear! I've been kind of side tracked the past couple weeks! In between school, church, freaking out about Awana, reading, school, babysitting, school, family, did I mention school? Haha! Okay. I'm signing off now!

-TheHomeSchooler