Disclaimer - I do not own PJO or HOO. All rights to our dear Uncle Rick.

AN: Okay, so chapter 3 was rewritten but I did not publish the rewritten version yet and Chapter 4 is in the process of being rewritten as well. I am so sorry for the rewrite confusion I will cause you. Hopefully, it would all be sorted out by the time I update the next chapter.

The only thing different about the last chapter is obviously, the way Annabeth died since it was really OOC on my part and another thing is that the award ceremony didn't happen yet. Percy fell unconscious after using too much of his power and thus, leading them to where this chapter will begin.

I hope you guys enjoys this! Also, quick shout out to my beta TheMeister7 for helping me with this chapter!

- Kathy

Artemis stared at the boy in front of her, looking so peaceful in his sleep. Her hand subconsciously bushed his fallen hair out of his face. She just stared at him, praying he would wake up soon.

Could goddesses pray? A memory of their conversation back at Westover Hall came to mind. If he could read her thoughts, and if he was awake, she had no doubt he would be saying that, typical Percy. (B/N: So, even though it's not in the story, it was in canon, the goddess pray thingy. The huge time skips were just to get to the Pertemis and because there was very little change for the most part there. Just wanted to clarify).

Ever since he had fallen unconscious after the last battle that ended the war, people had been pretty worried. Apollo had taken him into his hospital on Olympus and Zeus prospered the award ceremony.

His friends never left his side and it was only now did Artemis get some time alone with him without anyone being suspicious. "Wake up soon…"

There was no response.

Artemis just sighed, looking away slightly but turned right back when she felt someone grasp her hand. She stared at Percy, who opened his eyes suddenly, looking around in a panic.

"Where am I? Where's Gaea? What happened to Annabeth?!"

Artemis laid a calming hand on his shoulder as she hugged him tightly. "Don't ever do that again Kelp Head! Do you know how close to death you were? Do you know how worried your parents are?"

"Artemis!" Percy called out in surprise, his voice a bit raspy. Artemis quickly handed him the glass of water sitting on the table next to the bed. He looked thankful as he took it.

"Where's Annabeth?" He asked again as Artemis looked away, trying to figure out how to tell him.

"She… didn't make it…" Artemis held his hand tightly when she felt him tense up. "I'm sorry."

Percy just stared at the wall in front of him numbly as he looked back to Artemis, who wouldn't look him in the eyes.

"Artemis?" Percy asked slightly, afraid of the answer.

"I could have saved her," she muttered under her breath. "I was so close! Maybe if I was faster, quicker, or if I had just thrown myself and taken the blow. I'm a goddess, I could've survived that. She couldn't. I knew how much she meant to you, Percy, I should have done everything in my ability to save her but I didn't!"

Percy just listened quietly as he hugged her once more, feeling her tears straining his surprisingly cleaned clothes but he didn't mind. Even if she could have saved Annabeth, what price would his best friend paid? "It's okay. You did everything you could."

Artemis hugged him tighter as she continued to sob and Percy whispered soothing words into her ears and tried to comfort her.

As if the Fates didn't care if he got killed or not, Apollo walked into the room, the bright smile on his face faded when he saw the position his sister and Percy were in. He glared at Percy half-heartedly. "What did you do to my lil sis?"

Artemis just buried her face into the crook of his neck as she shifted into her six years old self, surprising both Percy and Apollo.

"I don't know…?" Percy answered uncertainty as he tried to get Artemis off his shoulder but she wouldn't let go.

"I'm older than you…" Artemis finally mumbled out quietly as Apollo stared at her dumbfounded.

"Uh… no… you're a freaking six years old," Apollo started as he let out a loud yelp when an arrow was embedded in his thigh. Percy turned toward his best friend he held in his arms and realized she was now standing on the bed with a bow. He let out a squeaky yelp as he quickly jumped away.

Artemis smiled satisfiedly as Apollo glared at her half-heartedly. "So, how did you two… meet?"

"At Maine," Artemis answered simply for them, knowing full well Percy would mess up his answer. She remembered her brother once told it to her himself.

"Say a half-truth when you don't want to say the truth."

Technically, to a lot of people, they met in Maine. It was the first time Percy met her as Artemis, not as Luna.

"And you too instantly became best buds?" Apollo raised his eyebrow as Artemis rolled her eyes slightly and sat crossed legs on the bed, still in her six years old form.

"No… we just came to like each other's company," Artemis half-lied again as Percy nodded along. Apollo still looked uncertain but he didn't push it.

"Okay, now let's check over Percy here," he said cheerfully once more as he told Percy to lay down and started checking his vitals, his breathing, and healing the wound near his heart. After a while, he finally declared that he's good to go.

Percy sighed in relief when the sun god finally left, making Artemis chuckled at him. "You see what I had to live with for thousands of decades?"

"Yup, and if I get an offer for godhood again, I'm going to kindly reject in the hope that I wouldn't have to see him for the rest of my life," Percy joked as Artemis giggled, changing back into her eighteen years old form and going out of the room with Percy walking behind her.

"You better go to the awkward ceremony soon," she reminded him as they started walking down the street of Olympus, no one paying them any attention. "My father can only postpone the ceremony for so long."

Percy nodded slightly as they started making their way toward the throne room. "Can't you just flash us there?"

"I could, couldn't I?" Artemis asked mischievously as Percy groaned, knowing that look too well. "But why should I?"

"Because you're nice?" Percy tried but Artemis just laughed as she started jogging slightly.

"Race you!" She dashed off without another word making Percy let out another groan as he started sprinting after her, shouting insults at his best friend about being unfair.

He finally saw Artemis a few feets in front of him as he rushed toward there, but Artemis pulled him back before he ran past her, pointing to his friends. "Maybe go tell your friends you're not dead first?"

"Good idea," Percy smiled slightly as he hugged Artemis quickly with one arms. "See you later, Arty!"

Artemis just sighed as she flashed into the throne room.

Piper was talking with the rest of the seven, trying to keep their conversation light hearted. Ever since Annabeth died in the process of protecting her unconscious best friend, a lot of people had been affected, and not in a good way.

"Percy's awake!" Leo suddenly shouted without a warning, making Piper glare at him.

"Don't you dare make those jokes, Repair Boy!" Piper glared at him as Leo rolled his eyes, pointing to someone behind her. Piper flushed in embarrassment when she realized that Percy was actually standing behind them.

"Percy!" Piper shouted as she tackled him to the ground, the rest of the seven doing the same, causing him to let out a "oof".

"I missed you guys too," Percy groaned out as they all laughed, getting off him.

"As much as we miss you," Jason started, earning a grin from Percy. "We better not keep my father waiting."

The others nodded in agreement as they made their way toward the throne room, pushing over the door.

The Olympians were waiting for them, some waiting rather imatipatinetly and others doing their own things. None of them was paying the demigods any attention.

Percy coughed loudly, successfully getting their attention and a few glares were sent his way.

Zeus sat up straighter on his throne as he started his speech about the bravery of the demigods and gods. How Olympus would've been doomed to fall if not for them. When he finally got to the awards, he started with his own son, Jason Grace.

Piper smiled at her boyfriend when he made eye contact with her.

"Go up there," she nudged.

"For your bravery of fighting this war and helping lead the demigods to victory, we would like to offer you partial immortality, do you accept?"

Jason looked back at Piper when Aphrodite spoke up, "My daughter will be offered the same thing."

"I accept!" Jason said immediately as Aphrodite called up her daughter, who accepted soon after as well. Hazel and Frank were called up next, both accepting partial immortality as well.

Leo declined, wishing instead for Calypso to be freed.

The rest of the counselors at Camp Half-blood and the cohort leaders from Camp Jupiter were offered partial immortality as well to train the next generation of demigods. All accepted.

"Perseus Jackson!" Poseidon called out as Percy stepped forward. "We would like to offer you partial immortality like the rest of your friends for helping us end the war. Do you accept?"

Percy looked conflicted for a while, not making eye contact with Artemis once again as he spoke up. "I'm sorry my lords and ladies, but I must decline. I wish instead for Hestia and Hades to have their thrones back. They deserve it."

Everyone in the throne room looked at the son of Poseidon in shock as Hestia ran toward Percy and hugged him, saying "thank you" over and over again. Hades just nodded slightly at Percy.

"That could be done," Zeus snapped his fingers as two thrones appeared. One dark black looking, made of stone with his symbol of power on the top of the throne, one of the simplest in the council and another one, a warm orange color, like a flame. It was simple, matching the goddess it represented.

Percy quickly bowed as he went to stand beside his friends.

"Let's get the party started!" Apollo and Hermes suddenly yelled out as Zeus stood up.

"Council dismissed!" Zeus boomed, flashing out as soon as the words left his mouth. Percy looked toward his friends who ran toward the party, laughing and joking, their troubles temporarily forgotten. Percy went toward the garden of Olympus though, trying to sort out his thoughts.

AN: How did I do? Was it too OOC? Is there anything that should be changed? Leave a review and tell me what you thought of it!