Artemis PoV

Percy picked me up, flashing us to my palace. He pressed his lips to my ear. "Arty, I'm gonna get us cleaned up. Is that okay with you?" I nodded, and Percy carried me to the bathroom. I couldn't walk because when Orion had slammed me to the floor, he had fractured my kneecap. Percy, still clothed, made the water support me up as he released me. Percy washed my hair, leaning me into him to make sure that I didn't get soap in my eyes. Then he soaped my arms. Soaping my torso, his fingers brushed my nipples, making me moan. He used his powers to heal me. Percy washed the soap off, clothing, drying and tucking me into the bed. Kissing me on the forehead, he said, "I'm not leaving, Arty. I'm just going to take a shower." After about 10 minutes, he came back, crawling into the bed. I rolled over, curling into his arms, wanting the feeling of security that it gave me. I fell asleep entangled in Percy's arms.

When I awoke, my head was on Percy's chest, and his arms were around my stomach. I rolled off him, causing him to awaken. He sat up, pulling me into his lap as he kissed me. I curled into his chest, Percy wrapping his arms around me. "Percy, I'm-I'm scared."

"It's alright, Arty. I'm not gonna let anything hurt you." Percy kissed her on the forehead, and the next few weeks were more of a recovery for Artemis.