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Annabeth

Annabeth was still laying on her stomach, looking at the elevator doors as if they were about to open again. The sudden jolt of the elevator going up cleared her thoughts for a minute. She looked down at her scarred, bloody legs. There were minor cuts everywhere. Adrenaline wasn't pumping through her body anymore, and it was in that moment when she felt the pain everywhere in her body.

No, it wasn't just the constant searing pain at the bottom of her feet, or the burning sensation in her throat, head, stomach, and face, or the constant spiking pain from her ankle. It was something she hasn't felt since Hera took Percy. Her heart ached- it physically hurt. Her sides were sore from crying. Her eyes burned. The only thing that could possibly compare to what Annabeth felt like in that moment was when she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. But she had Percy then.

Her heart started to race from the thought of him. A pit dropped to her stomach and she felt anxious. She felt like she was going to throw up. Every sense in her body became heightened.

She could feel the blood pouring from her head to the cool, off-white marble on the floor. She felt her hot t-shirt on her hot stomach. She could feel all of her muscles were taut and tight.

She could see the red and the stars in her vision. She saw the gold lace outline on the elevator walls that sent a jolt through her spine and a thought through her mind: Olympus. She could see the visions of Tartarus flash before her eyes. The lights were flickering.

It smelled of burning flesh and iron and smoke.

She could hear the blood rushing in her ears, the machinery and clicking from the elevator and a faint song that was playing as some sort of cruel joke.

Do you like piña coladas?

Or getting caught in the rain?

It transported her to the first time she heard that song and her heart wrenched and ached. A faint smile tugged at her lips as she thought of the simpler times when the memory arose. But now it's much worse. Her throat tightens.

Percy was being replayed in her mind time and time again. She felt her legs go numb and her eyes go unfocused. She just realized she's crying again. She can't breathe- her throat is closing. Her lungs felt like fire and her lungs were screaming for air. She can't get a logical thought in from the pain and terror. Her pulse was up to 150 bpm. She was in shock.

Just as her vision was about to go, the elevator button dings. Adrenaline rushed through her body and her eyes become clear. On instinct- she pushed herself up to see the doors open. She gasped in pain and fell back on her back.

Light flooded her vision and Annabeth shielded her eyes with her shaky and weak hands.

After she looked again, she saw five figures looking down at her. They were yelling. She started to shake as she realized who they were.

Jason.

Piper.

Frank.

Hazel.

Leo.

Nico.

All six of them were there. All but Percy. Her heart jolted. Someone was carrying her out of the elevator and her vision shifted. Jason, she thought, Jason is carrying me out. The light was too bright and the sun was too hot. She felt like everything was going into override.

She looked up at Jason and saw his face masked in determination and worry. His eyebrows were drawn and he looked like he was about to cry. His eyes were fiery and straight. He was dripping in sweat. Annabeth could feel his racing heart in his chest when her ear occasionally touched his chest.

"Go Frank!" He yelled as he turned his head towards him. His neck veins popped out when he did that. "Just kill him all as fast as you can, damnit!" Jason continued with a strain in his voice. Annabeth had never seen him that disoriented and afraid.

"Pipes- Leo- go help him and hazel fight Clytius," He screamed at the two who were running beside him to the Argo II.

"Almost there," Jason ethier whispered to himself or to Annabeth. He looked down at Annabeth with his worrying blue eyes. "Come on, Annabeth," he said to her as he kept sprinting, "come on." He was panting from the exertion.

Just as Jason and Annabeth was about to aboard the ship, Jason whirled around to see Hazel, Nico, Piper, Leo, Frank and...Hecate? They were all fighting Clytius by the elevator doors. Hecate had fire billowing from her hands and she was advancing towards Clytius. After that- he couldn't see much of anything because of the sudden appearance of smoke.

He could faintly hear the booming voice of Clytius and the smoke cleared enough for Jason to see Leo on the ground and Hazel and Hecate standing side by side in the face of Clytius. Hazel suddenly went into action and dove between his legs and stabbed his butt. It worked. Clytius fell in main.

Moments later, Hazel threw her sword at the doors of death and somehow Clytius was weakened. That was when everyone charged. It was quite a show from the distance. A minute passed the Clytius collapsed in a pile of ashes.

Once Jason saw everyone heading back to the ship in exhaustion, he hurried in with a limp Annabeth in his hands. She fell asleep while he watched the fight and she flinched occasionally in her dreams. Her heartbeat was slower and more controlled compared to when she was awake, but her breathing was shallower. He needed to give her ambrosia and nectar.

Jason sprinted into Annabeth's room and layed her down on her grey sheets and found the nearest medical supplies. He was frantic- like his mind was moving faster than his body. His brain was stuck on the fact that Percy never came out of the elevator and his body raced around the ship trying to find supplies. His heart raced.

He found all the things he needed as everyone came into Annabeth's room.

Hazel gasped, "Oh my.." She had her hands covering her mouth and her eyes were red. Nico put an arm around her, and Nico's face grew paler. His dark eyes were set on Annabeth and he was also tearing up.

Piper came rushing over to sit on the bed beside Annabeth, and she put her hands in her's. Her eyebrows were knitted and she was sniffing.

Light seeped through the blinds on Annabeth's face. She looked terrible. Her hair was greasy and ratty. Her tan skin was now whiter and it looked like she had a sunburn. She had a gash that was on her cheek, but it was healing quickly from the ambrosia. She had other minor cuts all over her body. A quiet fell over the room as they watched Annabeth sleep. The air was eerie and dense. Everyone was wondering the same thing, but no one dared to ask.

"Percy..." She gasped and thrashed her arm on Piper. Piper and Jason exchanged worried glances with each other. Hazel was silently sobbing. Nico looked like he was going to pass out.

"No, Percy, Percy, stop... Don't go.. why.. I lov-" Annabeth screamed. Everyone jumped from the sudden noise and Jason shook her awake. "Come on, Annabeth, it's a dream. Wake up."

Annabeth shot up in bed, sweating. She looked around bewildered and sank back down to her pillows. Her face was scrunched up in pain.

"Lay down, Annabeth, it's okay. You're safe now," Piper said with a hint of charmspeak. Annabeth visually calmed down. She was staring at a place in the wall. She seemed out of it, which a rare sight for Annabeth.

Everyone was staring at her, not knowing what to say. Everyone was waiting for something.

Annabeth started sobbing. Again, everyone jumped. It was a grieving, broken sob. Like she bottled up everything and just let it all out. It felt like the walls were going to fall down. She was broken, and the person who could help her was not there.

"Percy.." She said between sobs. It was a strange sight to see Annabeth this open. Frank sat down on the side of the bed and Annabeth collapsed into his arms. Frank was holding her like a big brother would, and he was rubbing her back.

Everyone drew closer and sat on the bed. They all hated seeing her like that.

"He's not dead," Nico said suddenly. Annabeth looked at him and cried harder afterward. Everyone perked up at those three words. He's not dead.

"I can feel it, he is not dead," Nico continued. Everyone shook their heads. But why is he still down there? What happened?

Annabeth shook her head and tried to regain her composure. A few sobs escaped as she leaned onto frank. Everyone could feel the tension in the air; they wanted to know everything, but then again wanted to know nothing. Just that he was alive.

"Can I have some water?" Annabeth croaked. She flinched as realized she said water. Everyone felt the same way and thought the same thing: Percy.

Jason whispered, "yeah," and left. Annabeth looked tired worn. She glanced down and started playing with the hem of her shirt. Piper suddenly got up and said sadly, "Come, Annabeth, let's get cleaned up."

Annabeth was healed pretty quickly and shook her head. She took Piper's outreached hands

With her shaking ones and steadied on her feet. She closed her eyes and breathed in, out, in, out.

Jason came in and handed her the glass of water at the doorway. Annabeth whispered, "thank you" in a coarse voice. Jason nodded and looked worriedly at her. She nodded her head. Annabeth turned to the rest of the people in her room, and her eyes said it all: she was grateful. For amazing friends. But her eyes also showed a storm. It was unsettling, for some reason.

Piper lead her out of the room with a hand on her back. Annabeth tensed up when she put her hand there. Everyone noticed, but no one said anything.

Once they left, everyone looked at each other with sad eyes.

"Gods... What happened?," Leo said while staring at his hands. Everyone shook their heads but Nico.

"She needs time to heal.. Then she will tell us what happened. It takes time," Nico said. He knew from experience from Tartarus, and he was different ever since.

People slowly left the room to do something to keep their minds off of what happened.

Percy is gone and alone in Tartarus, and Annabeth is here. Two people who need each other the most are separated. The inseparable are now separate.

Frank, Hazel, Nico, and Jason all went to the dining hall to wait for Annabeth. The hall was quiet; almost too quiet for it was missing someone. The people who sat at the table looked like nervous wrecks: Hazel was staring out into space, thinking hard. Frank was pacing. Leo was working to get his mind off things. Nico just kept running his hands through his long dark hair, sitting on the table. Jason sat on the chair and bit his nails; a habit he had since he was young.

For Every minute they spent waiting, Percy was in hell for another minute.

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thanks for reading! Tell me what you think! The next chaoeter will be up shortly and will be about Percy. Please review :-) ps. I love Jason and I like writing him, and there is no Annabeth/Jason at all just saying.