Hey guys, New story here. Its going to work a lot like NCIS episodes, where there is a mystery per chapter but also an underlying character development and storyline, and the main story is going to be a slow burner. Youll have to wait a few chapters to get into the normal, luckily for you guys ive already wrote the only chapters not including everyone's favorite NCIS team, this is also right before Ziva gets here and will probably follow a similar timeline with when the agents get back as the show.

As always I don't own Percy Jackson, nor do I own NCIS those belong to their various people, and any references that you see are probably just me remembering something and using it for inspiration, I make no claim of owning any of those as those belong to their own respective owners

Percy's been having a crappy couple months. First he loses all of his memories. Next he gets them back, only to fall into Tartarus (yeah I know sounds like tartar sauce, it's not trust me),then when he got out he had to go and fight people that were made with the sole purpose of killing gods. They succeeded, and only had one casualty, however said casualty happened to be the love of his life. Annabeth Chase, Percy's mortal point, his future wife, his everything. Was killed right in front of him, to save his life as well and the worst part of it all, she made him swear on the Styx to keep living and to try to get over her, as her last wish so he couldn't go against it. He didn't talk at all, except when the gods asked for what his reward would be, and it was just that Hestia and Hades would have their thrones back and that Annabeth would be given a free pass to Elysium and the Isles of the best.

Percy POV

The second I got to my cabin I broke down. I went to my shower and just sat there, with the water running over me while I sat there and cried. For the first time since I thought my mom died. I cried until I had no more tears left to cry. Even after I heard the dinner horn blow I didn't move. I only got out of the shower once I got tired of crying and even then I only moved to my bed. I felt like I had lost not just my other half but ¾ of my entire soul. It killed me to know that she's gone and there's nothing I could do about it, and it's even worse knowing that if I had just been even more on my guard, or slightly to the left of where I was, or what if i could have just pushed her out of the way. But no, I had to be the person needing to be saved. "You're not to be blamed, my son," my father said to me in my head. "There was nothing you could have done, and no way you would have known that this could have happened," he said with a somber tone. "There's someone i want you to go see" he said and then he appeared in front of me, I didn't bother to close my eyes because in all honesty I didn't care what happened any more. " I want you to go home and talk to your mother, I'll work to make your smell non existent for a bit. I don't think anyone could Begrudge me that after everything that's happened, go home and talk to her about everything and tell her what's happened, and then go to this address on Saturday at 3, its a group of people who all share stories and help each other cope, its ran by one of the gods and its demigod friendly, they'll be expecting you so there shouldn't be any trouble to get in." said my dad. "I'll think about it" I said, not really wanting to do anything at the moment, but I did like the idea of going home and talking to mom, she's always been able to make me feel better, about anything at all.

The next day I informed Chiron of where I was going and asked Paul to come pick me up. He seemed to understand that I didn't want to talk about what happened yet, even though he didn't know exactly what happened. When I got home my mom said hi and looked like she was about to ask something when she noticed the look on my face and just came over and hugged me. "Welcome home" she said, in that voice that was already doing wonders on my mood (granted that's only taking me from borderline suicidal to just majorly depressed). She led me to the couch and sat me down. She asked Paul to go get something to drink for us from the kitchen. The second he was gone the dam broke again. "She's gone mom '' I said while sobbing into her hug. "I can't believe she's actually gone". Now by this time she understood who I meant and why I was so broken up. She asked what happened, and I recounted every detail. How I was surrounded by Alyconus, Porphyrion, and Polybotes. The banes of the big three had me backed up to a wall and as they were going to stab me, Annabeth jumped in front of me and took all of the spears. She didn't get hit in any vital areas but if she didn't get medical attention soon she would die. With that I exploded with rage, water came out of the ground In geysers hitting every single one of the giants. A storm blew in and lightning struck all the giants and most of the earthborn. I caused an earthquake so big that all of the earthborn that were attached to the earth not only melted but broke apart into sharp and jagged edges, killing all of their monstrous comrades. I rose up into the air using the water vapor of the sweat evaporating off of people. Like a flash i went to all of the giants and cut them into pieces, just like with Kronos and Ouranos in the ancient times, i then went to the three that stabbed Annabeth and used their own blood against them and made them explode into a shower of Ichor and chunks of skin. It was a massacre. When I got back to Annabeth who had Apollo trying to heal her, even using Hermes nearby who, little known fact has a really close connection to medicine due to his staff being a gift from Apollo, and due to doctors in the Ancient times having to travel large distances to heal the sick and injured. He tried his hardest but nothing he could do worked, so he did the only thing he could. He preserved her life and gave me 2 more minutes with her when she felt no pain at all. I then told mom about what Annabeth made me swear on the Styx, and how I need to at some point go on and live my life in the best way possible for me. When I was done telling her everything I looked up and saw that while my mom wasn't crying like I was i could see that she had glassy eyes and she was holding back tears. I had known that Mom saw Annabeth like the daughter she never had but I had completely forgotten about that until this point. I immediately felt guilty. Mom must have somehow sensed this and gave me a sad smile. "There's nothing to feel guilty about Percy, i would have found out eventually and its for the best that it came from you". That helped, if only a little. You know what i said earlier about my mom being able to cheer me up from just about anything, yeah she was doing that here. I almost felt normal, Almost. This got me thinking about the Therapy group that my dad mentioned earlier. I was about to bring this up with my mom when Paul walked in with the glasses of water. " let me help you with that" I said with a smirk, and I used the water to encase the glass and carry them over to me and mom, after which I deposited the glasses and refilled them with the water.

After a few hours of idle chit chat i got up to go to the bathroom when I started to think, I didn't really want to go back to being a demigod but i couldn't just leave my friends behind, Leo was dead because of his noble sacrifice which left Jason and Piper to grieve, and then Frank and Hazel were probably in a similar boat. Along with all the people from camp half blood who Annabeth's life touched. I decided I would head back and check on everyone before leaving for a mortal (mostly) life.

When I got to camp a few days later I saw that they had made a statue of Annabeth in memorial of her, it was labeled In dedication to Annabeth Chase Co leader of the Greek demigods in the second titanomachy, Architect of Olympus, Bearer of the Mark of Athena, finder of the Athena Parthenos, Bane of Arachne, Survivor of Tartarus, Brains of the 7. May her life and death be a model of how to live and die a hero. May she find Peace in Elysium. This brought a tear to my eye, knowing that Annabeth got what she always wanted, something permanent. I walked to my cabin and ran into Clarisse along the way, and surprisingly she didn't mess with me about the tear line. She nodded at me with what looked to be understanding in her eyes, and then she did something I never thought could ever happen. She hugged me. It was short but it said everything that I needed to hear, I had forgotten (I seem to be doing a lot of that recently) that Annabeth had been Clarisse's only friend after Selina died and she helped her through everything. She understood my pain better than almost anyone save for Thalia and Mr. Chase. I hugged her back in an effort to reassure her that she wasn't alone in this either. She seemed to understand because she pulled back after a few moments with a slight glassiness in her eyes. "You tell anyone about this and your dead, you got that Prissy" she said with a slight hesitation in her voice, i could tell she was just trying to put up a face for camp because with all of the 7 gone she was their leader and the one that everyone looked to to make sure everything was ok. I asked her if she needed to talk about it and she said no, however I figured I'd give her the same opportunity I got from my dad and gave her the card. When I reached to get it I felt a second one, almost as if sensing what i was going to do and multiplying. I gave her the card and told her I'd be there tomorrow if she wanted to come and talk. I caught Piper and Jason talking as I was about to open my door. They wanted to go back to New Rome now that they know Leo is alive. Which threw me for a loop but when he walked out from the bathrooms with calypso waiting with him I had no choice but to believe them. The meeting with calypso was awkward but in the end she forgave me for everything and I apologized for not going back and making sure that the gods had followed through on their promise.

At dinner that night it was oddly quiet, but it looked like people were starting to move on from their losses, because while Annabeth was the only person to die fighting against giants, Gai apparently did a number on the Demi-god population, both Greek and Roman. There was quiet chit chat, and even a small amount of laughter here which is much better than it was the day when I was here last. For those that had so much trauma that it made them go crazy or at least gave them severe PTSD, Mr. D was helping and he seemed to actually feel sad for some of them, which is the most emotion anyone had seen out of him ever since Castor died in the battle of the Labyrinth. It was announced that we were sending out some Satyrs tomorrow to find some more demigods and bring them to their respective camps. All in all life was getting back to normal for the Demi-gods of camp half-blood. It almost felt too normal. I was used to the constant threat of wars and leading army's, not doing arts and crafts, climbing the lava rock wall, and other basic camp stuff (for CHB anyways). Don't get me wrong Camp will always be my home but I'm starting to think that I might need to find something else to do, a new adventure per say, to not only get me something to do. But also get something to get my mind off Annabeth, in a place that doesn't have memories of her around every corner and in every cabin. I just don't know what I should do, meh Ill figure that out later. Now that dinner is earlier I should probably get some rest.

Alright guys Chapter 1 is complete, Sorry for the slow burn recovery of Percy. This will only continue for one more chapter and then Ill get into the good stuff. I just had to give a good and believable reason for Percy to leave and the only way he would do that is if he felt un needed, or as if he wasn't able to do the most good for people there. anyways, let me know what you thought about it