Another update after a looooong while. Oops.

Poseidon paced the hall outside Percy's hospital room. The doctor was inside, checking on his son. If he had to bury not only his love, but also his son, it would be too much. The door opened and the man stepped out.

"Doctor Asclepius, is he okay?" Poseidon asked immediately. The doctor nodded.

"He'll live. His injuries are bad, however. Both legs are broken and he has a concussion. Multiple rib breaks and his insides were messed up. We may have to do a small surgery to fix the ribs. Does he do any sports?"

"Swimming,"

"He's likely out for the season. However, after a few weeks, physical therapy will be needed to help him get back into shape. Do that in a pool to get him back to speed,"

"Is that all?"

"Yes, I believe so. You can go in." Poseidon thanked the doctor and went into Percy's room.

The beeping of the heart monitor was about to drive him insane, but Poseidon ignored it. He knelt next to his unconscious son.

"Percy, I don't know if you can hear me, but please. Please wake up. Please be okay. I-I can't lose you too." Poseidon put his forehead against the bed and allowed a few tears before standing up. He had a call to make.

The group was at the Neptune in the cafe. The mood was somewhat depressing. They all had met Sally and the kindly woman had grown on them.

"D'you think he's okay?" Sasha asked, breaking the silence. Almost subconsciously, everyone looked to Annabeth. She looked up from her drink.

"No, he's not okay. His mom died guys. He's gonna be wracked with guilt and-" She was interrupted by her phone ringing. It was a random number. Curious, she answered it.

"He-" she began.

"Texas Crematorium, you kill 'em, we grill 'em-ow!" Leo was cut off by Piper smacking the back of his head.

"Hello?" Annabeth said, glaring at the Texan, who seemed quite pleased with himself.

"Annabeth?" The person asked. "It's Poseidon."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Jackson. What's up?"

"Is everyone there? All of Percy's friends?" Poseidon asked. Annabeth looked around. Dread settled over her like a blanket.

"Uh, yeah. Why?"

"Put me on speaker." Mr. Jackson ordered. Annabeth obeyed.

"Okay, you're on."

"What's wrong?" Jason asked.

"It-it's Percy. The funeral was too much for him to handle, so he took my car keys and-and he didn't see the other one and-"

"Is he dead?" Leo asked. This warranted another smack, this time from Reyna.

"No, not dead. He's hospitalized." Anything else he said was cut off when Annabeth ended the call, grabbed her bag and left. She ran up to her apartment, grabbed her keys, and went back downstairs. Jason stopped her as she went by the group.

"Annabeth, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Ohio. Alone." She pushed past Jason and went to her car. A few minutes later, she was muscling through New York traffic to get onto the highway.

Eight hours later, she arrived in Columbus. Following the GPS, she parked in front of the hospital. Annabeth ran inside and to the front desk.

"Where's Percy Jackson?"

"Slow down, sweetie," the receptionist said. "Who are you and what's your relation to the person."

"I'm Annabeth. Percy is my-" She stopped. What was Percy to her? "My boyfriend." The lady nodded and tapped a few keys.

"I see. He's in the ICU. Head down the left hall until you see another desk. Ask for directions there." Annabeth nodded in thanks and took off.

When she got to the waiting room, she was surprised to see Poseidon there. He stood when Annabeth walked over, but was surprised when Annabeth threw her arms around him. She let go after a moment.

"Where is he?"

"Come with me," he said. The older man led her through the halls and up a few stairs until they stopped outside one door. "He's here." Poseidon said in a whisper. Annabeth pushed open the door.

Percy lay inert. His eyes were closed and one was dark purple. His arms were covered in bruises. Both legs were wrapped in casts. His body was bound in gauze and bloody patches spotted the white bandages. Annabeth drew a shaky breath. She pulled a chair over and sat. Tenderly, she stroked Percy's jet black hair. It was soft.

"You seaweed brain. I've told you so many times, never ever jerk the wheel quickly. This is why," Annabeth drew in a shaky breath. She was thankful that Percy wasn't dead. Annabeth took Percy's limp hand. She squeezed it. "Wake up soon, Percy." Annabeth stood and pressed a light kiss to Percy's forehead. She scooted back and could have sworn a small smile spread across Percy's lips.

Athena unlocked her apartment door to find her son scampering around, a suitcase open and filled with clothes.

"What are you doing?" She asked. Malcolm jumped when he heard her. He straightened up.

"Packing," he answered. Athena frowned.

"Why?"

"Too much time to explain." He replied. Grabbing his earbuds, Malcolm attempted to push past his mother, but she grabbed his arm.

"Oh no, you don't, mister. Explanation. Now." Athena said, sternly. Malcolm sighed.

"You know how Mrs. Jackson died, right?" Athena nodded. She remembered that day. Poseidon had been a train wreck.

"Yes, why?"

"Well, apparently, Percy freaked out during the funeral and stole his dad's car. He wrecked and got sent to the hospital. Mr. Olympiad called Annabeth and she left as soon as she got the call." Athena blinked.

"You mean to tell me that my daughter drove eight hours away without my knowledge?" Malcolm nodded. Athena sat down heavily. She stared at her son. "I'm assuming her friends are going there and you're going with them?" Malcolm nodded again. Athena sighed. "Go. Be safe. Call me when you get there." Malcolm grabbed his suitcase and ran out the door. Athena pulled out her phone and dialed Annabeth's number.

"Hello?" answered Annabeth.

"Is he okay?" Athena asked.

"Yes, Mom, he's okay. The doctor told me that he's gonna be out for a few hours."

"What happened?"

"Car crash. He started drifting into the other lane and almost smashed into the other car. Unfortunately, to avoid it, the seaweed brain jerked the wheel and rolled into a ditch. He almost died, Mom," Annabeth's voice hitched at "died".

"Honey, answer me honestly," Athena paused. "Do you have feelings for Perseus?" Mother and daughter were silent. Annabeth was surprised by the question while Athena held her breath, waiting for an answer. Finally, Annabeth answered.

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