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Chapter 4

Pain spread like fire up Annabeth's leg. Coupled with the lump already forming on the back of her head and the chill from her shirt being practically gone... she wasn't happy.

Annabeth was propped against the wall while Percy stood over her, wiping the trickle of blood from his nose and mouth away with one hand. The other arm hung strangely at his side.

"I think I dislocated my shoulder." He gasped.

Annabeth wanted to scream at him to stop when he slowly started lifting his arm up. She only managed a grunt of her own pain and sympathy as Percy's shoulder went back to place.

"SON OF A BITCH." He yelled. He turned and took a few steps away, taking deep breaths. "We gotta get you to the hospital." He said and wiped his nose again. It still hadn't stopped bleeding.

"No." Annabeth moaned. "They'll think it's... Domestic abuse or something... It's the third time this month one of us has gone in bloody." She focused on breathing through the pain for a minute. Refusing to let the smell of blood make her faint. "We can't afford to have them look into... Into our lives."

"Okay," Percy bent down. "What do we do then? We can't just go home. It's too far away and I can't carry you. Plus the front of your shirt is all torn up so we're not accepting help from strangers. No way we're getting in a cab like this..." He felt his pockets and ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm all out of nectar and ambrosia too..."

"Professor Mosby." Annabeth said finally. "He lives really close by... he'll help."

"We can't go to a mortals house."

"Percy, we have to!" She tried to sit up but started shaking. "I'm losing a lot of blood."

"Annabeth-"

"Percy!" She snapped. "It's the only choice."

Percy shrugged and then grimaced with pain. "Alright. Let's rock 'n roll."

They helped each other up and Percy supported Annabeth up the steps. Her leg was bleeding pretty bad and he didn't like the colour her face was. Soon enough they made it to what Annabeth claimed was Ted's apartment building and they slipped in. They found his room and knocked hesitantly.

To both their dismay, Barney opened the door. His eyes immediately went to Annabeth's boobs, which happened to be in full view due to her ripped up shirt.

"Bro!" He said happily. Then he noticed the blood. "Bro..." He stumbled back a few steps and passed out ungraciously to the floor.

Ted appeared over his body and took in the scene. "Oh my..."

"Professor Mosby..." Annabeth whispered. "Please." And then she fell against Percy and passed out with Barney.

"What the hell happened?!" Ted demanded, reaching out to steady Percy and pull the couple in the room.

"Blood loss." Percy said. "Or a concussion. Or both. Just lay her on the couch or something." He demanded.

Robin stood with a beer in her hand and her other over her mouth. "What..."

"Just help me!" Percy demanded. "I need warm water, bandages, a wet cloth and a whole lot of alcohol."

Hello babes. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!