Just because I love you guys and don't want to do homework, here's some PERCABETH! #filler

Sorry for Typos/OOCness! And shortness.

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Chapter 35

Annabeth

Annabeth loved the thrill of fighting.

Especially after not being able to full-out fight for however long it had been, she'd thought herself to be ready for anything. So much energy had been bottled up inside of her that if she hadn't done anything, she would've screamed.

Of course, she hadn't expected her first fight to be against Medusa. The last time she had seen Medusa was on her first ever quest with Grover and Percy. Looking back on it, it seemed like it had been a lifetime ago, when it was only a few years. It wasn't a particularly happy memory, but it was nostalgic material.

It was hard to fight an enemy that you couldn't look at. She only guessed it was Medusa by the voice that had haunted her for a long time and snakes nipping at her neck. She pieced those facts together with her dream about Nico, and how he wasn't looking at who he fought.

Once she had stood up and looked at Medusa from behind, she had seen that it was true.

Annabeth also guessed that Medusa had some sort of charmspeaking abilities. She had felt compelled not to do anything as Medusa tried to kill her, but she, thankfully, had pulled through it.

When Medusa had gone after Percy, she crossed the line. She had made Percy stop too, ready to kill him. She'd surged forward at the same time Percy had unfrozen and Medusa had lunged. Annabeth's strike was the first to land.

She had cut Medusa clean in half through the center of her body.

Annabeth was still a little mortified by that. Not because it was Medusa, but because of how she done it. Annabeth was strong. After training in camp for so long, she should've been. Perhaps with a sword it would've been simple to cut through a body, but it would've taken someone a while to slice a body in half, monster or not.

But she had cut right through Medusa with one swipe using her knife.

Then, Medusa had dissolved, both parts of her, and was blown away from where they were to a new part of the forest. If she was eternally betrothed to this forest only, then it must've been huge. Annabeth already saw the difference between the pine trees where they were and the oaks where Nico had been.

Percy stared at her. She stared back. No words were spoken between them for quite some time.

They surged towards each other at the exact same time. Their lips met in a flurry of emotions and moved together at a rushing speed, as if they were never going to have enough time to be together. They kissed at an alarming speed.

There was no time for air. Clearly, Annabeth never knew when they were going to be attacked. They didn't break the kissing off for a while. Annabeth felt her eyes close for a few seconds, but then she opened them wide, wanting nothing more than to look at him. His eyes were opened and watching her carefully.

She smiled against his mouth and smiled even wider as she felt Percy's arms go around her. He crushed her to him, sort of forced but extremely carefully. She placed her hands against his chest and curled her fingers through his shirt. She wanted to be as close to him as she could.

Percy was the first to pull away. He looked at her with deep love in his eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked finally, cupping her cheek gently. She moved her face so that it pressed into his palm.

"I'm fine," she said slowly. "Just a few minor injuries. Nothing too major."

He nodded and pulled his head back a little farther. His gaze slid down her body until it landed on her ankle. She cringed a little. The pain was slowly creeping into it, not terrible, but a throb. She was still going to need her cast, sadly, but she wasn't wearing it. She could stand almost fine, but the extra support would help.

On the bright side, her ribs didn't hurt, which meant they were healed and that she had full mobility of her waist. Percy sighed, his face concerned for her. He looked so cute when he was worried. He gripped her arms and searched her face for any bit of pain.

She jabbed him in the gut with fingers. He grunted with discomfort. "What was that for?" he demanded.

"You're too worried about me. I'll be fine, trust me. If I'm hurt, I'll make sure that you're the first person that I tell." She nudged his shoulder with her own, and he nudged her back playfully.

"If you insist…" he trailed off and they separated. Annabeth's lips still tingled from their kiss. He sat down as Annabeth snatched her cast from the ground. In the midst of the battle, the cast had been thrown away from their small camp.

Once she had it back, she sat down next to him and strapped it onto her bad ankle. Percy gave her the pump from the backpack as she pumped air into the cast. The cast weighed so much. Percy had to help her stand back to her feet. Her ankle might have not felt that good, but she would rather feel the pain than the cast. If it didn't go away soon, then she didn't care about her ankle. She was gonna ditch the cast.

They didn't speak about Medusa, probably because they didn't want to. No doubt they would eventually, but after fighting, neither of them really felt like it.

"Okay, we have two options," Percy said finally, threading their fingers together.

"Hm?"

"We could chance it and stay here for a few more hours, so that we're completely rested and ready to face whatever we need to face." He looked wistful like he just wanted to do that.

"Then second?" she asked.

"We can leave now and continue on." They looked at each other. Percy shrugged. "I know it's the better option, but sleep would never hurt." He looked like he really wanted to believe that the first option was the best one, but they both knew it wasn't.

"The second," Annabeth said, glaring at him. "We need to get a move on before any more monsters decide to drop in, say hi, and kill us. I'm not sure if that will ever stop, but we do need to move on. We've rested enough as it is."

They hadn't, but they packed their bags quickly. Annabeth didn't risk looking at her phone again. She had no idea if when she had checked her time before was a trigger for Medusa finding them, but she wasn't about to test her theories. That could wait for another day at another time.

They started to hike again through the thick forest and up the side of the mountain. The incline was ever increasing. The breeze was picking up around them, churning their clothes and putting their hair into knots. Annabeth tied her hair back with some strings from her backpack but it didn't keep her hair out of her face.

She hated herself for feeling tired. Her feet were sore and she was starting to regret having told Percy to move on. She would give anything for a bed and a blanket.

She shivered in her t-shirt and jeans. She coughed against her shoulder. Percy turned around as he was a few feet ahead of her. He looked a little tired too, but he gripped on shoulder. "Do you need to stop?" he asked protectively.

Annabeth shook her head. "I'll think I'll pull through," she insisted. He stopped for another few seconds but then continued with her by his side. She disguised her grunts as much as she could. She wasn't sure how long passed as they kept walking through the dense forest.

They didn't see any monsters or any signs that Medusa had reformed to chase after them. But Percy kept one hand on Riptide and Annabeth had her knife sheathed on her arm. She was ready for anyone that decided to attack them. As bad as it was, she almost wanted another monster to chase them so that she could attack it. Maybe she should audition for 'My Strange Obsession' since she liked to fight. But now that she could, nothing would stop her.

With one huge gust of, the trees and Annabeth were bent sideways. It was so strong that she couldn't tell what direction it was coming from. The air just seemed to consume her. Percy was there and he kept her upright.

He grinned at her when the gust dialed down some. She stuck her tongue out at him.

The trees around them seemed to get taller and taller. The air got colder. The sky got darker. Everything changed in an instant. She looked to the sky through the thick foliage and saw tons of storm-like clouds gathering together. She cocked head to the side and listened to the sounds of the forest as the wind blew.

She stopped.

Through the new gust of wind, the sound was almost completely lost. She could barely hear it and Percy definitely couldn't, as he was looking at her like she was crazy. But she stopped at turned to the left, looking into the distance. There was no one there, only trees, but…

Had she heard a girl screaming? Or had it only been her imagination?

Was it possible that they weren't alone?

Yeah, it was a filler and pretty bad. Everyone has to have one. I need to story to move along and that was the only way to do that. Yes, that screaming is important for later on in the story… and I hope you all enjoyed that little bit of Percabeth. I enjoyed writing it. I'll have a better chapter soon!

Review/Ideas are loved. I have a new chaptered story called Oblivion. Please check it out. Love you!

-BBH