dakota845: haha I try to! But, I am guilty of getting very distracted while trying to write, which is why half the time my updates are not in a timely manner and why they sometimes tend to suck.

TheColorsOfTheRainbow: Yeah, Percy can only imagine the feelings too ;) haha and we'll find out how hurt he is in this chapter, now won't we? I get weird when I'm tired, too. You aren't the only one! :)

1 PERCY JACKSON FAN: I'm glad you actually like this story. I hope I updated soon enough for you! If I didn't, I apologize. I suck at updating. And if you thought the last chapter was OOC, that's only the beginning of how OOC this story is going to be. It's going to be OOC at some times more than others and it may get really confusing, for which I apologize in advanced!

sunny123781: uh oh, you again.. haha! :) And I think we both know literally ANYTHING can happen when I write, even when I have every detail planned out. I like to fuck things up last minute:) Just ask Jon :'( lol. And I'm sorry to say that that is not the reason I'm horrible at updating. It's really because I'm a horrible person. That and the fact that this is 'Merica and I will do what I want;) (Am I the only one who though of Katherine's poem about 'Merica?) And hopefully the book will be kick-ass. If I ever get around to writing it.. Love you sooo much!

Chapter 2

Percy POV

I glanced over to the clock on the mahogany nightstand to see that it was only seven in the morning. I've only slept for three hours. Not exactly ideal. The only reason I even woke up this early is because the phone was ringing… again. The phone had been ringing on and off since about four thirty. I had let the machine get it every time, assuming that it was Annabeth. Just like the previous times, they didn't leave a message. I poured my coffee and my cell phone started to ring, however, I didn't recognize the number.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, Perce," answered someone from the other line. I recognized the voice immediately. It was a close friend of ours, Will Solace.

"Oh hey, Will! What's up? More importantly, why are you calling from your own phone?" I bombarded him with questions.

"Because this isn't a personal call, Percy. This is business," he said seriously.

"Business?" I asked. "But you work at the hospital. How can this be business?"

"Percy, think about it."

"Oh shit. What's wrong? Who's hurt? Please tell me it's not Mom!" I exclaimed frantically, worry starting to overcome me.

"No, Percy," he sighed. "Your mother is fine. It's Annabeth."

I dropped my coffee and heard the loud crash of the coffee cup break into pieces at the sound of the news. Blue pieces of glass scattered all around the beige carpet and coffee seeped into it. I didn't care though. The only thing I cared about was Annabeth. I managed to choke out, "What?"

"I know you damn well heard me, Perseus Jackson!"

"W-what happened?"

"Get down here and I'll explain everything."

I immediately hung up the phone and grabbed my car keys off of the table next to the door. I made it all the way out the door before I even realized that I didn't have on a shirt… or pants. I unlocked the door, went to our bedroom, and pulled out a random shirt and some shorts blindly. For not actually paying attention to what I was getting, I didn't look half bad. Amazingly enough, I pulled out a Simple Plan t-shirt and a pair of black gym shorts. I took my wallet and keys off of the dresser and ran back out the door again, slipping on a pair of green Converse sneakers on my way out. I jumped in my sea-green Corvette and sped literally the whole entire way to the hospital. I busted through the hospital's doors and ran towards the front desk.

"Where's Will Solace?" I asked anxiously.

"Um, I think that he's-,"

"Right here!" said Will out of what seemed like nowhere.

"I want to see her, Will."

"Room one hundred and fifteen," he told me and led me down the hall to Annabeth's room. We stood outside and looked through the door's window.

"Will, what happened?" I barely managed to ask. It came out as hardly even a whisper.

"She got in a really bad car accident, Percy. When she got here, she was in very critical condition. She still is. It took two hours of surgery, medication upon medication, and an extra hour of Hades just in order to stabilize her. You should have seen her when she first got here, Perce. She looked a million times worse," he said.

"If this is how she looks fixed up from the wreck, something tells me that I didn't want to see her beforehand," I confessed, looking at her limp, nearly-dead body through the small window on the door. There were cuts and bruises as far as the eye can see. Her right leg was in a cast as was her left arm. "So what's wrong with her?"

"Put simply?" he asked, cocking his left eyebrow.

"That would be preferred," I answered as I didn't understand all that doctor mumbo jumbo.

"Well, her right leg and foot are broken as well as her left arm. She has two fractured ribs and a severe head wound. We stopped the bleeding of her head and stitched it up. We pulled every shard of glass out of her that we could find. She's all stitched up and fixed per say. But, here's the weird part: she's not responding to anything and her vitals are extremely low. It's like she's dead but barely alive at the same time. Personally, I'm surprised she's alive at all," he finished.

"Thanks, Will. Apollo would be proud of you," I complimented him.

"Yeah. I know. And why the fuck didn't you pick up your gods damned phone when I tried to call you the first million times?!," he replied.

"I thought it was Annabeth calling," I explained and he shot me a questioning look. "Long story. Can I go in and see her?"

"I'm really not supposed to, but since I am the doctor assigned to her case, I suppose I can let you see her and sit with her for a while," he smirked.

"Thanks, man," I expressed my gratitude.

"Just keep in mind that you will not get a response."

"Yeah, I know. I just want to see her, talk to her, ya know?"

"Sure."

He unlocked the door and walked in with me. Actually seeing her and being able to touch her, hold her hand made me over whelmed with joy. On the other hand though, seeing her in this condition made me upset beyond belief, especially knowing that I could very well have been the reason that this happened. I could have actually have been the one to put her in critical condition, put her on the verge of death. My eyes were now brimmed with tears at the thought. Hearing the very slow, faint beep of her monitor didn't help and the bare, white walls of the hospital made it even more depressing. I looked at the IV attached to her, giving her nutrients and blood. It made me regret fighting with her even more than I already did. I sat down in the chair next to her bed and took her hand. Will stood at the other side of the room as I sat with Annabeth.

"Annabeth, I'm so sorry. This shouldn't have happened. If I hadn't fought with you, you wouldn't have left and you wouldn't have crashed and ended up here. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry, Annabeth. if you can somehow hear me, please know that I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't mean for this to happen. Please, don't go, don't leave me. I would do anything to get you back. I love you, Wise Girl," I told her limp, lifeless body.

I finished apologizing to her and started to get up. As I stood up, everything went wrong. Everything took a turn for the worse. Annabeth's heart monitor started making noise. Constant noise. Her monitor had flat lined. In a rush, doctors and nurses fled into the room. Will came over and tried to lead me out of her room. However, I refused to leave the room and since I was considerably stronger than him, I pretty much won that battle. That is, until he called another person over to "help me out".

"Someone, help me get him out of here!" he commanded.

"Right away, Doctor Solace," responded one of the nurses. I was quickly swarmed by doctors and nurses trying to rush me out of the room.

"Will! That is the woman I love more than anything in this world. She's dying and you expect me to leave her?" I questioned him.

"Sorry, Percy. But by law and rules state that you cannot be in here for this. You have to wait outside. Please, Percy."

"Nooo!" I yelled when they closed the door to her room after pushing me out into the hall. I sat in what had to me the most uncomfortable chairs on planet Earth. Over an hour passed (for which I slept) before will came out to me with any kind of information.

"Either you aren't going to like this news or you won't understand it."

"What's up, what's going on?"

"Well, she's alive. Less than she was before, but kind of alive. Her pulse is so low and slow that not even the heart monitor can pick it up. However, her brain activity suggests that she is very much alive. I honestly am quite stumped on what to do. I just don't know, Perce. I'm sorry," he confessed.

"That's okay. I do."