Artemis PoV

Percy passed out, falling atop me.

I crawled out from under him, praying for someone to come help, Percy.

A teenage boy walked into the room with urgency.

"Who are you, and what are you doing with Percy?" He asked.

"I'm his wife, Artemis. He's injured. Who are you?" I responded.

"I'm Dylan, one of Percy's soldiers. I heard someone praying for help for him, so here I am," the teen responded.

"Are you a doctor too? Percy said medical training was normal," I questioned.

Dylan nodded. "Where's his injury?"

"He's got a fractured skull and he's bleeding heavily," I answered.

Percy groaned, rolling over.

"Dyl? What're you doing here?" My husband asked.

"Dude, you need medical attention. I'm here to help," Dylan responded.

"I'll need your help," he told me. "I can handle the medical stuff, but I need you to keep him still."

I crawled into my husband's lap, nuzzling into his chest.

Percy smiled and wrapped me in a hug.

Dylan injected a clear serum in Percy's neck, then began to work on my husband's head.

When he had finished, Dylan stood and bid me adieu.

"Till next time," he said gentlemanly.

"What makes you think you'll see me again?" I asked.

"You're my boss's wife," he answered. "You'll be his date at all the events. It'll help ward off all of the girls chasing after Percy, and he'll be much happier."

The soldier looked over at my dazed husband. "You should know that he's been completely faithful to you in your absence. Your husband is a good man."

I nodded, and he left.

Percy squeezed my hand and kissed my cheek.

I smiled. "I think you should rest, love."

"Only if you stay with me," Percy mumbled.

"I wouldn't want to do anything else," I murmured in his ear.

Percy laid down, and I snuggled into his side.

I smiled, closing my eyes as Percy kissed the top of my head, wrapping his arms around me.

I awoke the next morning still snuggled into my lover's side.

Percy was still sleeping, but his eyelids were fluttering. I kissed his cheek, crawling onto his chest.

"Mmmmhh. Good morning, Goofball," Percy mumbled groggily.

I smiled and rolled off him, sitting up. "Good morning, love," I responded.

"Do you like that nickname?" Percy asked. "Goofball?"

I nodded, blushing slightly. "I should probably change your bandage."

"Nah," Percy declined. "The bandages here are made so they stay fresh due to some magic thingie."

Percy then took me into his arms and held me tight. "I missed you so much."

I blushed. "I missed you too."

"Breakfast?" He asked.

"That would be good," I answered.

We got up and got dressed, me donning the oversized hoodie I claimed as my own.

As we stepped out, hand in hand, people stopped and stared.

"Why's everyone staring?" I asked.

"Because I haven't been seen with a girl since I got here, and I'm suddenly out walking around with one," my husband responded, kissing my cheek.

He led me into a hole in the wall place.

"Hi Alex," Percy greeted. "Alex, this is my wife, Artemis. Artemis, this is Jeff's wife, Alex. She runs this place."

I nodded. "Nice to meet you, Alex."

Alex smiled. "Nice to meet you too, now let me show you to your table. I've heard so many good things about you."

After we had ordered, I rested my head on my husband's shoulder.

Percy rested his head on mine. "What's bothering you?"

"Nothing," I said. "Everything. I don't know."

"Everything will be fine," Percy squeezed my hand. "I promise."

After we had finished breakfast and were back at the house, I sunk into my lover's chest.

"Is it wrong that I just want to stay right here forever with you?" He asked.

I smiled. "No, I want it too."

With that, Percy carried me back to bed, kicking the door shut.

"Percy," I began, my head on his chest. "Since we aren't part of Olympus anymore, is our marriage valid?"

"Maybe not to them, but if it makes you feel better," Percy dropped to a knee.

"Will you marry me again, Artemis?" He asked.

I chuckled and nodded.

Percy took my hand and we appeared at another hole in the wall place.

"General Perseus, What brings you to a place like this?" The store clerk asked.

"Well, my wife and I were married on Olympus, and we just wanted to make sure it was official here too," he answered.

The store clerk smiled and took us to a room where a lady performed the ceremony, my husband and I kissed, and he took us home.

Percy held me tight, kissing my cheek.

I smiled, resting my head on his chest, when a crisp, white envelope appeared.

I sighed, pulling out of my husband's hug and reaching for the letter.

After reading what was written, I paled.

Percy hugged me from behind. "Everything alright, love?"

I shook my head. My lover took the letter and set it down on the nightstand. "I'm only going to read it if you want me to."

"No need," I murmured. "It just says my 48 hours is up, and I am now disgraced from Olympus. I've been stripped of my powers and immortality. They've disowned me."

Percy kissed my cheek. "I can get you back your immortality, if you want. I'm not sure about the rest."

"I'd like that. My family disowned me, but I still have you. As we'd both be immortals, I could have that forever," I nuzzled into his chest. Percy smiled and kissed the top of my head. He muttered an ancient spell, and I groaned, slumping into his chest.

Percy held me, kissing the top of my head, as the blood changed to ichor.

After about five minutes, Percy mumbled, "It should be done now."

I nicked my finger on a knife and watched as a drop of ichor formed.

Percy smiled. I put the knife away and licked the little blood droplet.

My husband wrapped his arms around me and flopped down on the bed. I snuggled into his chest.

"You're a good pillow," I commented.

My lover chuckled, kissing my forehead.

After thinking for a moment, I mumbled, "There's someone outside the door."

Percy sighed. "It's your hunters."

My eyes widened. "They don't know we're together.

"Ah, poo," he sighed.

Percy kissed my cheek, pulling me into a hug.

"I would understand if they didn't like me," my husband reasoned. "You're the closest thing they have to a mom, and here I am taking you away to do who knows what."

"You'll be fine," I promised. "You're the opposite of what they despise, and they'll see that."

Percy opened the door, faced with arrows flying toward him.

We dodged the projectiles and I whistled, getting the attention of my hunters. "Girls, stop!" I ordered.

"But, Lady Artemis, the male is invading your personal space!" Phoebe argued.

I shrugged. "And as my husband, he's allowed to do such a thing."

"What?!" They exclaimed, shocked. "But that was on Olympus! You can't be serious."

I nodded.

"Wait," one asked, "Were you just doing the dirty with him?!"

I blushed deeply, shaking my head. "No! Of course not! I still have morals."

Dylan opened the door to the living room. "Hey, Perce-"

He stopped when he saw the girls. "Uh, sorry to intrude."

Bows and knives were pointed at him. "Who are you!?" My hunters demanded. "I'm Dylan," he answered plainly. "And I have a panic attack condition that gets dangerous, so if you could stop pointing your weapons at me, that would be great."

In response to that, the huntresses fired at him.

I gasped, watching as the soldier's eyes turned solid red.

He growled, jumping toward my hunters.

There was a collective scream, and they all started running.

Percy grabbed Dylan as he was about to do the same to Thalia.

My husband dragged his soldier to a separate room, stepping out about a half-hour later.

Dylan walked up to Thalia and delivered a heartfelt apology.

After he had finished, Thalia nodded. "It wasn't your fault, really. You had warned us."

Dylan bowed and left.

"You told him to say that," my hunters accused Percy.

My husband shook his head. "No. He's just got his head on right. Surprising, considering the hell of a life he's had. Father dropped him into the pit because he was a shrimp. Dyl never was pissed at the bastard."

I smacked the back of his head. "Language! Some of my hunters aren't old enough to hear such words."

My hunters snickered and left, but Thalia stayed behind.

"What's up, Thals?" Percy asked.

"You really didn't tell him to apologize?" She asked.

Percy nodded. "He did it of his own accord."

Then Thalia turned to me. "Are we still bound to our maiden vows?"

I shook my head. "I would hope you still keep some of the morals I've taught you."

Thalia nodded and left. I took Percy back to bed, locking the door.

"Now that they're gone," I murmured, not finishing my thought.

Instead, I was kissing Percy.