Chapter 9, yay
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Chapter 9
Annabeth Pov:
Time and time again, I found myself at his bunk. He was still getting better, still in a coma a week later. Jason had woken up a day after he was stabbed, though he was still here in the infirmary because of the wound in his gut. When I go to sleep, the sight still haunts me.
Percy pulled the sword out of his gut, and at the same time, the blood started pouring out. The pain in Jason's face was visible but it was masked by his anger at this control Nyx has on Percy. Some spirit or something. I could feel myself shaking seeing him do this. It wasn't right. It wasn't him. This wasn't what he does. I see it, over and over again.
Now, even when I try to leave and think of something else, I just can't, and I find myself sitting at the side of his bed, and seeing the face that I love, in a bed in the infirmary because of Nyx, anger flows through me at what has been happening to us, since we were 12, so many years ago.
He looked so peaceful, I found myself stroking his hair, then pushing it out of his face. My hand lingered, staying near his jaw, and I held his hand, the warmth comforting.
Piper is here too, laying next to Jason on his bed, careful not to touch his gut, which was still bleeding. Even though Jason is asleep, I know Piper is still awake. I know that she is probably thinking about Jason the same way I am thinking about Percy. I hope he gets better, he's going to get better right? He'll be fine. What would happen if he died?
The thoughts race through my head. They fill me with dread and anticipation. Yet there I stayed, at the side of his bed, for the next three days.
The next day, I was sitting there, as I would, just reading a book. It's interesting, about wizards and witches that go to a school called Hogwarts. It's called Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling, you guys should go check it out.
I was sitting and I felt Percy stir beside me. I instantly dropped the book and looked over him in alarm. He turned a bit, then his eyes opened, back to being the beautiful green that I loved. He looked around a bit, wiped his eyes, then saw me. He groaned and turned to his side.
"Hi," he said, while I stared at him in shock.
"Seriously?" I said
"What?" he asked, "How else should I start a conversation?"
"Percy, you don't come out of an almost 2-week coma and just say 'Hi'," I said
His eyes widened in alarm. He scanned the room, then looked back at me.
"Did you just say almost 2-week coma?" he asked, "How long exactly have I been out?"
I looked down, "11 days." I said quietly
Percy looked at the foot of his bed, looking around, with a strange expression on his face. Then he turned back to me.
"How long have you been here?" he asked
Now I wasn't expecting that. I don't really know what I was expecting. Maybe for him to ask what happened, but I guess he remembered, maybe.
"I was here a little bit during the first week, and I've been here for the last three days basically all day," I said quietly.
He looked at me like I woke him up at 3:00 in the morning to ask him a random calculus problem 'just because I wanted to'.
"Why?" is all he asks me
For some reason, it's hard to answer. Nervousness to pulse through my body, with my blood. I find myself choking up words, but then I close my eyes, breathe for a second, then tell him the truth.
"It's because I care. I care about you and I always have. Even when I was gone I would find myself thinking about you. It's all because I care. I can't bring myself to do other things when you are hurt, because it's all I can think about. It's the thing that consumes me. I see you getting hurt in my dreams, and I can't do anything about it. It is because I love you." I finish
The room is filled with silence. He seems surprised, and he is sitting, pondering my words. His face is full of apprehension, then he turns toward me. Eyes filled with an emotion that looks surprisingly familiar, though I can't place it. Of all the things I could have expected, I didn't see this coming.
Percy pulls me down and kisses me. I melt into the kiss, deepening it. I fall onto the bed with Percy, kissing him. I am filled with a feeling, the same feeling on his face, and now I know what it was. Love. I feel him pull me closer to him, and I lean into his embrace, feeling a sense of comfort I haven't in a year. Percy holds me closer to him when I start to fall asleep.
That night, in his arms, I had no nightmares. All I dream about are the words he whispered in my ear. I love you too.
The nest morning I woke up in the hospital, with Percy's arm around my waist. I carefully turned, so I don't wake him up, and I sighed into his chest. All I could feel was warmth.
"Oh my god!" someone screamed behind me.
I sighed. I guess all good things have to end eventually. I turned and saw Piper jumping around.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"I want to know what happened with you and him," she said, pointing at Percy, who was waking up, probably because she screamed so loud.
"Goddamn Piper. I didn't know your vocal cords were thicker than the poles on the Golden Gate Bridge!" Percy said, then yawned and stretched.
Piper grinned at him, "Goddamn Percy, I didn't know you were still down to sleep with Annabeth!"
Percy turned red, then mumbled under his breath something like 'It's not my fault she's hot', which I heard and slapped his arm, to which he grinned and said,
"Morning Wise-girl". Hearing my nickname for the first time in a year I did get a little bit choked up, but I played it off by hugging him.
"Morning seaweed-brain." I laughed.
Just as I left the bed and hugged Piper, Will Solace ran in. He frowned at Percy who was about to get out of bed as well.
"No, sir. I'll get Annabeth to give you food. No getting out of bed, doctors orders." Will said.
Percy looked at him, then said, "I'm not Nico. I don't listen to this shit. Lemme out of bed."
Will blushed, cleared his throat, then pushed Percy back onto the bed, where Percy groaned.
"No getting out of bed, Percy. Annabeth, can you help me?" Will asked
I walked over to Percy's bed and said, "If you listen to Will, I'll come back later, otherwise I won't." I know it's a lame attempt because we all know I won't be able to stay away from him, even more now, but I tried. Percy seemed to buy it.
"Okay, fine," he said, then kissed me and laid down. I walked out to get food for him and as I was leaving he called to me.
"Hey, Annabeth! You do know that I know you would come back anyway. I love you, so I'm listening." he said, a cheeky grin on his face.
I just smiled and walked away to get his food. I don't think that smile left my face much during the whole day. I haven't smiled like this since like more than a year ago. And when I went back to see him later in the day, and I saw his face light up at the sight of me, I'm pretty sure I know why I smiled so much today. It's because of him. My light, and my rock, has come back to me.
OOh, they're back together. I did this because of an idea I got recently, so I added it in.
I hope you guys enjoyed it.
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Sequel to this (maybe 5-6 chapters)
Rewrite sometimes the pain is worth it
Mortals meet Percabeth
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