Here's part 2. BTW, it takes place after HoH. Trials of Apollo won't be acknowledged in any of my PJO/HoH fics unless specified. This story was fun to write and your reviews helped a lot. Don't expect updates this fast, though. School is being dumb right now, what with swimming season coming to a close (yes, I am a swimmer. No, I am not a son of Poseidon). Ok, enough of me. STORY TIME!

Screams rent the air. Annabeth's eyes snapped open and she leaped out of the bed. Percy was thrashing in his sleep.

"No! Stop! Arggh!" It sounded like he was being tortured.

"Percy!" She shook him, trying to wake him from the nightmare. "Percy, wake up!" Still, he screamed. Annabeth grew desperate. She grabbed a half filled water bottle off the floor and splashed it in his face. He stopped and lay still. Then he sat up, eyes closed.

"Hello?" The water soaked into his hair and ran down into his shirt. He must have been really asleep. Groggily, he blinked his eyes open.

"Wise Girl?" he croaked. Then he broke down. Percy threw his arms around Annabeth and clutched her. "Is there something wrong with me?"

"No. You've been through so much more than any of us. The only person that could compare, is Hazel." Annabeth said. Percy breathed out.

"Can I tell you the dream?" he asked.

"Yes." she whispered.

"I-it was about both. Gabe. Tartarus." When the son of Poseidon muttered the name of the pit, the shadows grew darker and a hollow, quiet howl rippled through the cabin. Annabeth was stunned. Both of Percy's worst nightmares, literally, in the same dream? Gods of Olympus.

"We were down there. An-and Gabe lunged out of the darkness. With a knife. He stabbed you in the chest and ripped out your heart. Then he grabbed me and slowly pushed the knife into my gut. 'That Blake kid is right.' He said. 'You are a failure. You couldn't even save your blonde.' And then, he forced my face right next to yours and you turned into the pit. Like, his human form with the black hole face. I got sucked in and saw all the dead. The people who I could have saved. They-they called me out and grabbed Riptide and did the same thing Gabe did. They stabbed my arms, my legs, my gut, my chest. And Luke took Riptide and stabbed me through the mouth." Percy said, monotonous. Annabeth was horrified. Percy continued.

"And the thing was, I wasn't dead. The pain was unlike anything. Even when I got cursed by those damn ari. Yeah, it was worse." he said noting Annabeth's shocked expression. He fell silent, studying wisdom's daughter. "The worst part was," he whispered. "Is that I couldn't save you. You died right in front of me, as close are you are now." His voice broke. Silent tears rolled down his face. He fell back onto his pillow, still crying. Annabeth, too shocked to get up, lay next to him. Feeling movement, he popped open one green eye. He stared into Annabeth's grey ones.

"I had dreams about that place, too." Annabeth said, quietly. "It was just my hubris showing, Arachne killing me, and your death in the ari forest. I didn't think it was this bad for you." Percy shook his head.

"I think it's 'cause I'm a Big Three demigod. I'm too powerful, so the Fates are trying to nerf me." he joked. A small smile crept across Annabeth's lips. Percy inched closer and kissed her. He pulled back.

"I think I'm good now. Thanks, Annabeth." That's how she knew he was sincere. He rarely used her name when thanking her. It was always "Wise Girl". He turned over and within minutes, was asleep. Annabeth pondered what had unfolded. Yes, they were broken. Everyone breaks at some point. But other people can put you back together, stronger than before.

AAAAAND CUT! So, what'd ya think? Percy is a way deeper character than he's written as and this story serves as a testament to that. PTSD and child abuse are serious problems and unfortunately, many people in the real world suffer from these. In other news, I am working on a Leyna fic. That's a Leo/Reyna pairing because I don't like Caleo. Fight me. First chapter of it should be up soon. Peace out-RFA :D