Annabeth.

When you think of falling down a pit, you'd think that it would be pleasant. The weightless feeling would feel nice. Not when your going down to Tartarus. Percy was still holding my hand as we fell. As we feel Percy wrapped himself around me so I'd land on top of him. As much as I didn't want him to do this, I'm glad he did.

"I love you Annabeth." He yelled.

Then a hard hit and an "oof." coming from Percy and I blacked out.

When I came to for what seemed like minutes after hitting the ground, I could feel Percy labored breathing underneath me. Under different circumstances I'd feel giddy from being on top of him but, being in a place like this you feel as if you'd never be happy again.

I roll off Percy and can tell that my ankle still feels unbearable, other than that nothing else seemed hurt. Percy was a different story.

Just by looking at him you could tell he was in pain. His breathing was harsh and delayed. His arm at a bad angle and he landed on his side, judging by the blood left from his head he hit a rock. At his side a large rock lay there, that could have caused problems.

"Percy?" I whispered.

"Yeah?" He groaned.

He opened his eyes and huge wave of relief washed over me. I leaned and kissed him he made a soft groan. He reached his unbroken hand out and pushed me from him. I looked at him hurt. He saw my eyes and began to speak.

"Sorry, you were pushing on my side and it hurt."

"Oh gods! Sorry Percy!" I said as I moved painfully into a sitting position.

"Don't worry about it." He said

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"Um, I'm fine. I think," he said and he tried to sit up.

He made it a third of the way up and cried out in pain. He managed to move is arm back to a normal angle, but that seemed to hurt more. he laid back down with my help.

"Well, this is great." he said half-joking.

I looked at him sadly.

"Help me up." he asked.

"No, just stay like that, I'm going to look at your chest." I said while blushing.

I lift up his orange camp half-blood T-shirt, from one side to the other a massive purple, blue, and red bruise stretched all over his chest and stomach. Pure evidence that he had broken ribs. His chest falling and rising fast, as if he is having a hard time breathing. He looked at his chest and groaned.

"Oh Percy." I began.

"Annabeth, its okay. It's not your fault. We need at start moving. Can you walk?" He asked.

"Yeah, but Percy were not sure how bad your hurt. Lets get some sleep then well talk about moving." I finished.

"Okay. I'll take the first watch." He said.

"Fine, wake me up in 2 hours and we'll switch."

"Wait, could you help he sit up first?" he asked

"Yeah."

I out my hand gently on his back and helped him into a sitting position.

"Wait, look." he pointed to a yellow car sitting in the corner of the pit. " Help me over there."

I got unsteadily to my feet, well, foot, and helped him stand up. He couldn't help but groan and got to his feet. Sweat poured off his face.

"You sure your okay to watch first?" I asked.

"Nah, I'm fine! I've got riptide and you beside me. I'll be fine." he said with a smile.

I paced my head on his lap and fell in a dreamless sleep.