Percy PoV

When I woke, I saw beautiful silver eyes looking at me. I realized what I was thinking. Dammit, Percy! You can't do this! You can't think that about her! I sat up, asking how she was feeling in a gentle tone. "I'm fine now Percy, thank you," Artemis answered. She was considerably less cold, and her lips weren't tinged blue anymore. Before I could think about what I was doing, I picked her up and started carrying her to the kitchen. To my shock, Artemis twisted, burying her face in my shoulder, mumbling, 'warm' I smiled and set her down, securing the blanket around her. I made some blue pancakes. After thinking for a moment, I decided to make them some better-looking pancakes. I put designs into the pancakes so they were cobalt blue and silver. I handed one to Artemis. It had a girl standing amongst a pack of wolves with her bow pointed to the sky, the moon above them, depicted on the pancake. Mine was just a swirl, but, hey, treat guests like royalty, right? Artemis gasped, "Percy, this-this is incredible, where did you learn to do that."

I smiled and said, "Well, when I was little, I had an abusive step-father whom I called Smelly Gabe. He would beat me and lock me in my room. He never fed me, so when he had passed out from an alcohol overdose, I would sneak into the kitchen and make myself some food. I tried recreating my mom's blue pancakes, and learnt to do that." I finished my explanation, gesturing to the pancake.

Artemis blinked several times and stuttered, "Percy, I-I had no idea, you seemed like such a good person, I always thought you had a good childhood." I sighed and shook my head.

I tried to change the subject. "So, ah, I looked for the door, and it was, um, gone..." I trailed off. Artemis's eyes widened in shock, looking to see where the door and windows once were, there was just wall. I grunted in pain and fell to my knees, the wounds I had gotten just before I got to Alaska reopening. Artemis gasped, muttering something about fading poison. She helped me over to the couch and treated my wounds. I turned so I was facing Artemis and thanked her, noting a light blush, and brushing it off as the hypothermia. I put on another shirt and we finished our breakfast.

We got through the day checking for exits and supplies, finding that everything was fully stocked to never run out, but there were no exits, the chimney just stopped. We went to our respective bedrooms which we had found a few hours earlier, drifting off to the realm of Hypnos.

I awoke to screaming. I bolted up, grabbing Riptide. I flicked off the cap and ran in the direction of the scream. Upon reaching the source of the scream, I saw something that made my blood boil. What was once one of the empty rooms was now an ichor stained room with chains holding a naked Artemis in place. Torture weapons and other more, ah, sexual devices, hung on the walls, some with empty slots, their occupants in the hands of Orion. Tears streamed down her face as Orion did some very unacceptable things to Artemis. I ran him through with Riptide, plunging a dagger I had grabbed from the wall into his forehead. Orion exploded into golden dust, and I cut Artemis's bindings, catching her as she fell. I made sure to keep my eyes on hers, so she knew I wasn't trying to do anything.

I carried her to a bathroom and set her on the counter. "Artemis," I said in a gentle voice, "Unless you can do so yourself, I'm going to help you clean up, alright?" Artemis nodded her head, her eyes glazed over. After I removed some, erm, toys, from Artemis's person, I carried her to the shower and rinsed her off, using a technique that cleaned the body without actually touching it. When I finished drying her off, I clothed her, looking her in the eyes the entire time.

I carried Artemis to her room and set her on the bed. Before I let go, she rested her head in the crook of my neck and mumbled, "Thank you, Percy, for everything." I nodded and she laid down. I closed the door mostly as I left the room, leaving it open a crack so I would know if something was happening. I made some more hot chocolate, man, that stuff was good. When I had finished that and was about to start on making something more substantial, I heard Artemis screaming, "No! No! Stop, please! Don't touch me!" I ran over to her room and saw that she was having a nightmare, writhing and screaming, tears running down her face. I flicked on the switch and rushed to her side. I shook her shoulder gently, waking Artemis up. She blinked the bleariness and tears out of her eyes. I cradled her body in my arms as she shook, "Percy, I'm scared, please don't leave," She pleaded in a very un-Artemis-ish way.

I held her tight and without thinking, said, "I'll never leave you, Arty. Nobody's gonna hurt you." She nodded and I carried her back to her bed, sitting on it and leaning against the headrest as she fell asleep in my lap. I wouldn't admit it because she would most definitely kill me, and she was a maiden goddess, but I had started to get feelings for her.