Percy PoV

It had been a long few months, down in Tartarus.

I had almost immediately been picked up by TF, short for Tartarus's forces.

"Perseus," The general had said. "You believe in our cause, yet you refuse to fight for it. What do you want?"

"Protection," I coughed. "My wife. Her hunters. A couple of other friends."

"Deal," The general had said. I later learned his name was Jeff.

Then I ended up here on Olympus, more specifically the council room.

I saw my wife. She looked tired.

She saw me, and I smiled.

She looked like she just wanted a hug.

I put my hood up and stepped to the front of the crowd, clearing my throat. "Attention! To those who wish to avoid the wrath of the forces of Tartarus, you may join us now. You will not be punished, and may choose to not fight."

"Who are you?" Zeus demanded.

"Why," I said. "I'm the moon's lover. Speaking of which, your loved ones will be protected, whether they're family or not. Mind you, we don't think you're all bad people, we just think you have a sucky leadership system."

Artemis understood what this meant and ran over.

Apollo fired an arrow with enhanced speed and a cement block tip.

I held Artemis and caught the arrow, throwing it back at him before flashing away.

Artemis yanked my hood back and kissed me.

I held her waist, and her arms went around my neck as we kissed.

Pulling out of the kiss, my lover sunk into my hug, her eyes shut.

I kissed the top of her head, then felt a wetness. But it was above her waist.

"Artemis, did anyone stab you?" I asked. My wife nodded. "Hermes tried to rape me after Ares failed, and when I shot him he threw the knife at me to knock off my aim."

I held her protectively. "I'm gonna kill those bastards, but let's fix you up first, okay?"

Artemis closed her eyes, and I carried her to my bedroom.

I laid her down and she took off her shirt.

I removed the gauze and tossed it in the trash, grabbing the necessary medical supplies.

I muttered a thanks to my superiors for requiring first aid in my training.

After finding the shard of metal in my wife's gut, digging it out, disinfecting the wound, and bandaging it, I put the medical kit back.

Artemis put on her shirt and grabbed my hand.

"Percy, I left some stuff back at Olympus," she said.

I smiled. "Have you taken a look at the dresser?"

Artemis bounded over to the furniture and dug around for something.

She arose victoriously, my hoodie in hand.

I chuckled as she put it on, the garment far too large for her.

She waved her arms around, the sleeves flapping wildly. I grinned and pulled her into a hug.

"Come on, Goofball. I wanna show you around," I said affectionately.

Artemis rolled the sleeves up to a functioning length and we were on our way.

As we stepped out the front door, I explained to her about the house always looking cosy but expanding to fit the needs of those living in the house.

Artemis PoV

As we walked around the place, I realized it was much like Olympus, but the citizens looked kind of different...they smiled much more.

A man walked up to us. "Percy! Is this the girl you've been holding out for?"

Percy nodded. "Artemis, this is Jeff, one of my fellow generals. Jeff, this is my wife, Artemis."

"Ah, so nice to finally meet the lovely lady this man's been waiting for," Jeff greeted.

"Mind you," he warned. "Lots of girls have their eyes on your husband. He's spoken of you like the most incredible woman in the universe-"

Percy cut him off. "She is. At least to me." I blushed slightly.

The general cleared his throat. "As I was saying, the other girls might not be so nice to you, and they'll go after Percy. There's one named Ariana, a real player. You'll know it's her because everyone'll drool over her. Except for Percy. We all thought he was making you up, and he was just asexual but embarrassed about it."

Percy shrugged, and I smiled when he kissed my temple.

"Well, Jeff," Percy said. "I have my lover. I don't care."

"Have a nice day, you two," The general said before leaving.

The next general we met wasn't as nice.

I was so glad for the oversized hoodie when I caught him leering at me.

Percy slung an arm around my shoulder, pulling me close.

"Get lost, Brett," my husband snarled. "I just got my wife back, and you're sure as hell not going to lay a finger on her."

"I was just looking, man, chill," the bastard defended.

"If I don't like it when you disrespect people in general, what makes you think I'll be fine with you disrespecting my loved one?" Percy asked. "Besides, shouldn't you be with your girlfriend?"

A blonde lady wearing too-small booty shorts and an undersized, cut-too-short crop top walked up to us.

"Talking about me?" She asked flirtatiously.

"Yeah," Percy said. "I was telling your boyfriend to stop leering at my wife."

"Loosen up a little, Percy," she stepped closer, a hand on my husband's chest. "I could help you with that."

Percy was leaning backwards, brushing her hand away. "I'll pass. I'm happy, I have my wife back."

The blonde turned her attention to me. "So you're Artemis?" She accused. "The one that Percy's been using as an excuse to not sleep with me?"

"She's not an excuse," Percy interrupted. "Artemis is a person that I'm very much in love with, and nothing you say it do will change that, so just stop bothering us."

Ariana huffed and stormed off with Brett in tow.

Percy's hand slipped off my shoulder, and he took my hand.

I looked up at him and kissed his cheek. "I love you, Arty," my husband murmured.

"I love you too, Percy," I mumbled into his chest as I hugged him.

"Artemis?" A familiar voice called.

I spun around to see my hunters.

"Girls!" I exclaimed.

They all smiled.

"Hi, Lady Artemis!" They greeted.

Percy stepped back and I was dog piled upon once again.

Through the mass of arms and legs, I was able to see a man approach Percy, seemingly angry.

Then the man pulled out a weapon and struck Percy in the head.

Percy punched the man square in the jaw, sending him flying before stumbling into the wall, then crumpling to the ground.

I quickly wormed my way out from under the pile of bodies and ran over to Percy, kneeling down next to him. "Percy? Percy, can you hear me?" I asked. "Arty," he mumbled.

I sighed and flashed us back to Percy's house, sitting him on the bed.

After examining his head, I gathered that his skull was fractured, and he was bleeding heavily.

I did what I could to staunch the bleeding and wrapped his head so the fracture didn't worsen. I was not going to lose my Percy again. "Arty," he croaked.

I laid down next to him and snuggled into his chest.

He smiled faintly.

"I love you," I murmured.

"I love you too," he coughed.

"If it gets worse," I mumbled, "I'm going to get you some help."

Percy closed his eyes, holding me tight.

Percy PoV

I groaned as I woke from my nightmare.

Artemis, who had been sound asleep, was wide awake now, sitting up.

"Good morning, love," I mumbled.

Artemis kissed my cheek and checked my bandage.

"What's wrong?" I asked when the ichor drained from her face.

My vision was becoming hazier by the second, and my head was fuzzy.

"I don't feel good," I mumbled, slipping into unconsciousness.