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Chap 2
Percy POV
I stand and start walking. We need shelter. A few yards away I see a small cave, just big enough for two people.
Annabeth is crying in her sleep. I am terrified that Tartarus will finally break her. She is strong, but I feel slightly crazy after just a few minutes.
I set her down on the rocks and cover her with my hoodie. She looks so fragile.
Without thinking, I start combing her hair with my fingers. I manage to get some of the gunk out.
"Percy!" She continues to sob.
"Annabeth. It's ok. I'm here. You're ok."
She wakes. "Where are we? Oh gods Percy!"
I nod grimly. She looks around. Then her expression changes. The voices have gotten to her.
"No," she murmurs. "No!"
I take her in my arms. "Hey. Hey. Listen, Annabeth. It's alright."
She is crying again. She buries her head in my chest.
Tartarus is already affecting her. The old Annabeth never cried.
A/N: Sorry it's so short! R&R!