Chapter 22

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The cops had been called as well as the paramedics when Nico got a hold of himself. Stiles's heart dropped to the floor as he looked at Scott, not knowing what to say. Scott burst into a sprint, trying to go back inside the school building with Stiles quickly following him. Before they could even have the chance to even run up the stairs, they were quickly pushed back by the deputies. Paramedics were quickly working as they carried someone in a gurney.

"He's lost too much blood," one paramedic said.

"His blood pressure is dropping."

"Broken ribs."

"Shattered pelvis."

"Shattered left shoulder blade."

"Broken right leg."

"His pulse is going weak!"

Lydia Martin gave out a shrill wail as everybody watched in horror as they carried Percy Jackson into an ambulance. Scott and Stiles tried to race towards their best friend but Sheriff Stilinski was with them in a flash, grabbing them tightly so they wouldn't run off. But the two teenagers didn't quit as they tried to wrestle out of the Sheriff's grasp. Scott, having werewolf strength, managed to free himself, determined to see Percy. But he was quickly held back by more deputies as they restrained him from the paramedics.

"No, no, no," Nico quickly muttered under his breath, running straight towards Percy.

Nico quickly stopped towards Percy's side and he couldn't help the gasp that escaped his lips. His once tan skin was pale as white bed sheets. His eyes were unfocused and looked dull as he stared up into the stars. Crimson blood covered his mouth and stained his entire throat. He was sweating despite being exposed to the cold air of Beacon Hills.

A paramedic was sitting on top of Percy and started to perform CPR on him. Nico just stood there and stared with wide eyes as Percy body lurched forward with each force performed on him. With one final push from the paramedic, Percy rolled his head to the side and started to throw up the blood that was clogged up in his throat.

The paramedic quickly lifted Percy head gently, helping him to free his airway. Then another paramedic placed a neck brace on his neck, much to Percy's dismay. Nico was quickly blocked by a deputy who kept pushing him back. Nico went crazy as he fought his way to Percy.

"Sir, you can't go through," the deputy raised his arms like he was a basketball player.

"No, no you don't understand. I-I have to see him," Nico quickly stuttered, tears falling down cheeks as he push the deputies arms away. "I have to see him!"

"Only family members are allowed to ride with the patient," the deputy told him pulling him away from Percy. "Trust me, even if you are allowed to go, you don't want to see this."

But Nico didn't care. He stared at Percy, practically on the verge of death. Nico pushed the deputy on the chest, kicking and screaming for him to let go. Not even caring of the consequences, he whirled around and punched the deputy right on the nose.

Once he was finally free, he sprinted towards Percy. He slid into a stop on the cement ground as he gripped tightly to the gurney Percy was lying in. His eyes were closed, his face twisted in pain. When he heard something by his side, he cracked an eye open. Despite his entire body screaming at him in agony, Percy couldn't help but crack a smile at the person next to him.

Nico bit his lip as Percy started to dry heave, his face turning red from the motion. He moved his hand from his cheek into his hair. He felt someone try to pull away but kept a firm grip on the gurney.

"Sir," the paramedic that was on top of Percy gently said. "You have to let go of him. If you want us to save him, I'm going to need you to step back."

That was the one thing he didn't want to do. Percy promised always him that he would be fine but now he is currently laying on a gurney, ready to be taken to the hospital where they will have to do surgery on him.

"No," Percy coughed. "H-he co-comes wit-th me." Percy with a shaky hand covered in his blood grasped firmly to Nico's hand that was gripping on the gurney. Nico quickly tightens his hand on his, ignoring the sight of blood on him as he intertwined their fingers together.

"Or you could leave me here to die!" Percy threatens the paramedics.

"Fine," the paramedic sighed. "But we have to hurry."

Nodding quickly, the paramedics and Nico lifted Percy inside the back of the ambulance. They shut the doors, tires squealing as the ambulance raced out of the school's parking lot towards Beacon Hills Hospital.

Stiles manage to escape his dad's hold when he wasn't looking and ran towards Scott. Scott was still fighting the deputies as he watched in sorrow as the ambulance drove off. Stiles grabbed Scott by his jacket and pulled him away from the deputies. The deputies let Scott go once the ambulance was gone. Scott, still in despair, pushed back Stiles but Stiles grabbed Scott again.

"This is all my fault!" Scott shouted at Stiles angrily. "I shouldn't have let this happen! I was too weak to withstand those two!"

Stiles grabbed Scott by the shoulders. "Hey, hey, right now is not a good time to play the blame game," Stiles tried to calm down Scott even though Stiles wanted nothing more to go after Percy. "We have to go."

Stiles quickly dragged Scott towards his Jeep, ignoring Sheriff Stilinski shouts for them to stop. They both jumped in, turned on the engine and sped towards the ambulance. Scott was gripping tightly to his hair.

"Goddammit!" Scott shouted in frustration, slamming a fist towards Stiles's car door.

"Whoa, what did my Jeep ever did to you?!" Stiles wailed as he gripped tightly to the steering wheel, running a hand stressful on his buzz cut hair. "Percy is going to make it. He is going to make it and he is going to be fine. Then he is going to say the same thing as I am about to tell you, that this isn't your fault. He is going to make it. He is going to make it." Stiles repeated the last sentence to himself like he was reassuring himself that Percy was going to live.

"My mom is working tonight," Scott placed his face in his hands. "She's going to see him like this."

Stiles glanced at Scott, licking his lips as he blinked back his tears. Taking in a deep breath, Stiles slammed his foot on the gas pedal and they lurched forward. They could see the lights of the ambulance in front of them.

Nico never lets go of Percy's hand. He watched with watery eyes as they ripped Percy shirt open with a pair of scissors. If they were in different situation, he would have attacked Percy's chest with love bites and that kinky shit. But when he sees the enormous bruise on his side, that is swelling and looks painful, he just gripped their hands tighter.

He tried to ignore the paramedics as they place these pads on Percy chest, taking his heartbeat, and checking his blood pressure again. They placed needles and tubes on him.

"Man, I liked that shirt," Percy groaned out in a hoarse tone.

"I'll buy you a new one," Nico forced out a quiet chuckle, trying to smile.

Percy face scrunched up in pain when they moved his broken leg. They were cutting off his pant leg and cleaning the wound.

"Son of a bitch," Percy coughed as they placed a tube in his nose.

"You are not going to die," Nico said softly.

"Who said I was going to die?" Percy whispered to him. "You are not going to get rid of me that easily."

"Nico, Ni-c-o, I-I-," Percy struggled to say something to her as the light above him started to get brighter. "I-I." Percy eyes rolled all the way to the back of his head as his vision tumbled into a black abyss. Nico panicked as his boyfriend's hand went slack in his hands. He watched with opened mouth, cheeks stained with tears as they were a lot of beeping, the paramedics rushing through the medicine. He could feel Percy's soul start to leave the body.

"No!" Nico seethed through gritted teeth and tears. "You promised you are going to be okay!"

Paramedics were rushing towards Percy. One placed a mask over his mouth and nose while another took out a small flashlight, flashing the light over Percy eyes.

"He's going into shock," a paramedic shouted as Percy heart rate started to slow down until it went flat. "He lost way too much blood. He also has internal bleeding and a concussion from his fall."

"You can't die on me," Nico whispered to him like if he could hear. "You promised me a future past high school. You better not break your promise, Perseus Jackson."

A paramedic grabbed the AED (Automated External Defibrillator). The paramedic took off the other pads on Percy chest and placed new ones on his left, upper chest and another on his right side.

"Sir, you have to let go of his hand," a paramedic told him urgently.

Nico looked at Percy with tearful eyes, shaking his head. He doesn't want to lose him.

"I know this is scary but we can't save him if you don't let go of his hand right now," the paramedic replied with urgency in his tone.

The paramedic quickly went back to work. Nico wrapped his arms around himself as he watched the paramedic pushed a button on the AED.

Before his mind could register what was happening, he found herself jumping out of the ambulance once they made it to the hospital. Nico quickly latched his hand onto Percy's as his eyes were shut closed, his breathing shallow. A paramedic was squeezing the bag that was connected to Percy face, helping him breathe. They raced inside the hospital and towards the surgery room.

The baby blue Jeep screeched into a halt. Once Stiles turned off the ignition, Scott was already at the door of the hospital entrance. Blinking the tears back, Stiles quickly slammed the car door behind him and ran inside.

Ms. McCall was just ready to go home after a long day at work when her eyes widen when saw the paramedics racing down the hall. Melissa dropped everything to the ground as she caught a glimpsed of the boy on the gurney. The boy, that saved her son from that murderer. The same boy who was family to her. She covered her mouth with her hands when she saw Nico sobbing next to him, holding his hand.

"Oh my God," Melissa panicked. "Percy. Percy. Percy!"

She wanted to race towards him but Scott grabbed his mom behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Melissa turned around, grabbing Scott by his face with her hands.

"What happened?!" Melissa cried out.

Scott just shook his head, tears sliding down his cheeks as he looked down at his mom. Melissa broke down into her son's arms, her cries echoing in the hallways. Stiles walked up to Scott, placing a hand on his shoulder. Scott looked at his best friend, crying, noticing his eyes were watering.

Nico screamed when one of the nurses tried to pull him away from Percy. "Sir, you can't go through there," the nurse said.

Nico was gasping for air. He couldn't breathe. This couldn't be happening. A tiny smile rose on his lips when Percy's hand gave his a very weak squeeze. Despite his heart screaming to not let go, he watched as Percy slowly pulled his hand away. Their fingers slipped until the cold air touched their hands.

Once Percy lets go, the nurses and doctors pushed the gurney down the double doors. Once the double doors closed, the rest of their friends walked into the hospital bringing Alison's parents. Now, they just had to wait.

Percy was lying on a surgery table, a tube forcing down his throat, as his arms were stabbed with needles, blood bags next to him. He was connected to a heart monitor which was beeping loudly. His heart beat was slowing down. Surgeons surrounded him, covered in masks, gloves, and scrubs. They were circling around him in a hurry. A couple of doctors and nurses were cleaning his broken leg, so there wouldn't be any infection.

Right when they were about to place the bone back in place and cut up his chest to remove the blood in his lungs, they all looked away when they were blinded by bright flashes. Everybody looked in astonishment when they saw Apollo, Hestia, and Triton standing there before them.

"Hey, you can't be-," Apollo snapped his fingers and all the mortals dropped to the ground, falling asleep.

"We must hurry. We don't have much time," Apollo told Hestia and Triton.

They nodded their heads. Hestia quickly took off the needles and tubes off of Percy while Apollo hovered his hands above Percy broken leg. Closing his eyes, golden light came out of his hands and pushed the bone back in place with a sickening Crunch. Percy screamed bloody murder, arching his back as he gripped the metal table underneath him. It quickly started to bend under his strength.

Hestia tried to calm down Percy, running a hand through his hair. Percy face scrunched up in misery, his breathing coming out in pants. He looked around him with squinted eyes, confused.

"What are you-" Hestia cut him off by shoving a square ambrosia in his mouth.

Percy happily started to chew, practically sighing when he felt the Godly food heal his body. The taste of homemade cookies melted in his mouth. Hestia lifted his head up as she placed a bottle of nectar on his lips. Percy happily drank it until Hestia pulled it away. He breathed in a shaky breath when he could feel the blood stop coming out. He could feel the gap between his broken bones start to mend some of it back together. His ribs didn't feel like they were on fire. Some of the pain started to slowly drain away as his breathing went back to normal.

"Now, Triton," Apollo demanded.

Giving a sharp nod, Triton raised his hands up in the air, closing his eyes. Next thing Percy knew, seawater slammed into his entire body. Percy shoot straight up in a sitting position as new found energy washed all over him. He could feel the water sink into his skin, searching for any wounds on his body. Pushing his wet hair back, he looked down at his bare chest. The bruise on his side was slowly going away. He stared as his muscles repaired themselves on the gaping hole in his shin. The skin, stretching over the hole.

"That should be enough. Thank you, my friend," Apollo told Triton. He nodded his head at him before disappearing in a mist, leaving the smell of an ocean breeze.

"What on Olympus were you thinking?" Hestia seethed at him, the fire in her eyes blazing angrily.

"I-I," Percy stuttered with wide eyes. He wasn't prepared to encounter a pissed off Hestia.

"Exactly," Hestia snapped. "You weren't thinking at all!"

"Sorry?" Percy squeaked out, looking at Hestia with wide eyes that resembled a baby seal. Hestia sighed in frustration before hugging Percy tightly. Percy let out a small groan. He was still healing and his body was sore. The pounding headache slowly eased into a dull ache.

"Don't scare me like that," Hestia whispered, pulling out of the hug but kept her hands on his shoulder.

"Lucky we came here quickly. We stopped the bleeding and healed your lung. Your leg, however, we couldn't heal it all the way. The same with your ribs and your shoulder blade. Too many people saw the damage and questions would be raised when it is magically healed," Apollo walked up to Percy, his hands behind his back.

"Great," Percy muttered. Percy suddenly realized something. "How did you guys know?" Percy looked at them.

Apollo and Hestia looked at each other, that made Percy anxious.

"It's all over the news," Hestia broke the silence.

"What?" Percy exclaimed.

Apollo waved his hand in front of them and an image shimmered, like an Iris message. Percy mouth fell open when he saw that it was an image of the school. Windows were broken as police cars and ambulances surrounded the building. He could a news reporter talking but Percy just ignored him. He couldn't see his friends but he did see himself lying down on a gurney, heading towards the ambulance. Percy closed his eyes when he heard his name being mentioned.

"This is not my day," Percy slicked his hair back again as the image vanishing away.

Hestia gave me some news. "Zeus has called off your capture, but Ares is till pissed at you, as well as Athena. And now that they assume that you are severely injured they might try something"

"I'm not running," Percy told them firmly when he saw the look Hestia was giving him. "My friends need me here. Things are getting out of hand and they need me. I was running when I was a little kid. I'm done running."

Hestia pursed her lips, afraid to hear this. "Then you must spread them around. Loose them in another country." Apollo told him.

Percy nodded his head. "I'll pull them away from Beacon Hills. I'll spread them around the globe if I have too," Percy said in determination. Percy blinked his eyes, feeling the tiredness hitting him.

"You should rest," Hestia gently pushed Percy down on the metal table. "You may be part God and part alpha were-wolf, but you are still human. Sleep." Percy tried to protest but before he knew it, he was embracing a dreamless sleep.

Time skip of 4 days

Percy POV

I want to say that when I finally woke up, I woke up pain-free and jumped out of bed, dancing with energy. That I woke up like some sort of superhero. But I would be lying. Once I finally managed to pry my eyes open, I quickly closed them again when I was blinded by some sort of light. I groaned under my breath as I squinted my eyes. Blinking multiple times, I quickly adjusted my eyes to the light.

I swallowed with a dry throat as I squirmed underneath a very uncomfortable bed. There were many things that I noticed. First, I noticed that I was in a hospital room, wearing those itchy hospital gowns. Second, I noticed that I was practically connected with a bunch of needles and tubes. My broken leg was raised up by some sort of sling, a white cast covering my entire foot and shin. Bolts and some other metal stuff that I can't think with a foggy brain are stabbed through my leg, keeping the bone in place. Every time I wiggle my toes, I could feel the screws in my shin bones adjust to their new environment.

Third, I noticed that my room was filled with balloons, flowers, and some other sorts of gifts that you would receive in a hospital. I couldn't help but snort when I saw this one teddy bear, dressed up as Superman. I quickly knew that it was Stiles doing. But the most important thing that I noticed was Nico sleeping in a chair next to me, drooling like crazy.

I couldn't help smile tiredly at him. Giving out a grunt, I slowly pushed myself up in a comfortable sitting position. Ignoring the bandage wrapped around tightly on my forearm, I ripped off the nose tube. Finding a cup of water next to me, I quickly grabbed it and drank the entire cup in one gulp.

I sighed in relief when it relieved my dry throat. My head snapped up when I heard the door opening and in came an unfamiliar nurse. She was caring a clipboard which she almost dropped when she saw me awake. I didn't know what to do so I gave her a small wave. She quickly turned around and walked out of the room.

Soon, the room was quickly filled with doctors and police officers. I quickly recognized Sheriff Stilinski as the doctors started to check my charts and vital organs.

"Hey," I hissed at everybody in the room. I caught their attention. "Shut up before you wake him up," I motioned my head towards Nico who was still fast asleep.

They all looked at each other, not expecting that from me. The doctors started to ask me questions about my health and how I was feeling. I answered them all honestly, asking one of the nurses kindly to hand me a blanket. Once the doctors and nurses made sure I was comfortable and feeling alright, they left me with the police officers.

"Listen, Percy, I know you want nothing more to rest right now but can you answer some of my questions from last night's encounter?" Sheriff Stilinski took out a small notepad and a pen.

"Sure thing Sheriff," I told him as I leaned over the bed, draping the blanket over Nico to keep warm.

I looked at Mr. Stilinski and saw him looking at me with raised eyebrows. "What?" I asked him. He just shook his head. "Did you see who caused the bomb to go off?" He finally asked me.

"Yes." I easily replied, as I gave him Gerard's exact appearance and name. I knew that Gerard would be too occupied with dodging the police to mess with us for a long while.

"What do you remember after the bomb went off?"

"I remember crawling. I couldn't move my leg. Something was wrong with it. I was struggling to climb up on a set of stairs. I had this feeling like I had to keep moving. I remember reaching the final step when I slipped fell back down the stairs and slammed my head on the floor. Then everything going black."

"Doctors said you are suffering through a severe concussion. I wouldn't even be surprised if you forgotten your own name," Sheriff Stilinski sighed, putting away his notepad and his pen. "It's alright kiddo," he squeezed my shoulder. "I'll leave you to rest. I'm having some of my guys by the doors 24/7 so don't you worry."

"Thanks Mr. Stilinski."

"Bye Percy."

"Bye."

The Sheriff closed the door behind him. I sighed in boredom as I just sat there in the hospital bed, doing nothing.

Ugh, this is killing me with my ADHD.

I saw Nico start to stir at the corner of my eye. I smirked when I saw him blink rapidly, looking around the room in confusion.

"Death Breath is finally awake," I said out loud, my eyes still glue to the TV screen.

"Percy?" Nico sat up straighter.

"Hey," I gave a warm smile. Something must've finally registered in his head. "Oh my God, Percy!"

My face was quickly covered in black hair as he wrapped his arms tightly across my torso. I squinted my eyes in pain but I didn't want to pull away. I responded by hugging him just as tightly, burying my face in his shoulder, closing my eyes. We didn't need to say anything. This hug was speaking everything for us.

We stayed like that for a couple of minutes until Nico slowly pulled away. His eyes were red and puffy. I slowly cupped his cheeks with my hands, ignoring the tubes connecting on my arms. He closed his eyes as tears slipped down. I wiped them away with my thumb.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay," I quietly told him. "Everything is okay."

"No, it's not," Nico muttered. "You almost died, Percy. I was right there by your side, watching you, I felt your soul almost slip away. Do you know how scared I was when you flashed us away but left yourself there?"

I didn't know what to say. I just stared at his face, "I told you that I would give my life for yours. There was no way that I wasn't going to keep you safe during that. Now on the flip side, you have to keep me safe. I had a horrible vision right before I was found by the officers. I will need your help to get through this more than I ever have before." I pleaded out.

Nico looked at me, and lunged forward capturing my lips in a deep passionate kiss, that neither of us broke for a while. Nico broke it with a sad smile, "I guess this means that we can't do it for a while huh?"

I shook my head at him before replying "we can still do some foreplay, but no sex until I can stand on my own, and breathe good enough to plow into your ass as hard as I want."

Nico smiled and shot back "we'll see about that. Because I especially liked plowing your ass in our wolf forms, the last time we did it." He gave me one last kiss before curled up next to me.

Updated: 01/01/2018