Will Solace: Love Doctor

Percy walks, anger and sadness radiating off of him. He didn't even notice Will standing there until he ran into him.

"Hi?" Will said.

"Hey Will," Percy replied dejectedly.

"How are you?" Will asked cautiously.

"I've been better, man," Percy said, groaning and leaning against the Big House.

"What happened?" Will asked.

"Not to be rude, but the whole camp knows that Annabeth asked for us to take a break so she could focus on her studies. Let's not talk about me. How are you and little Death Boy?"

"Fine," Will replied dismissively. "Percy, Annabeth didn't say it happened like that."

"Well, what did Annabeth say?" Percy said, disgust evident in his voice. "Since apparently I'm a distraction to her. Fuck, I just want a blue cookie."

"You remind her of Tartarus. All she sees when she's around you is what she calls 'Dark Percy'. What is that?"

"Will, I messed up." Percy put his head in his hands.

"How?" Will asked politely.

"She's—she's scared of me now, Will." Percy sounded close to tears. "I could've killed Akhlys, the goddess of misery, in Tartarus. I would've killed her. Annabeth…" His voice cracked. "She begged me to stop."

Will laughed without humor. "She thinks you're scary… You should've seen her when she was seven, mate."

"Maybe she doesn't like me anymore," Percy rambled. "I don't know what she expected; we walked through Tartarus and back. But no, Annabeth, I won't be more protective of you. And no, I won't be changed at all—"

"Calm down-"

"I'm totally calm, Will. I just lost my best friend, and you're telling me to be calm? If you want to be helpful, tell me how to fix this," Percy spat.

"Define fix," Will said calmly.

"Get my best friend back," Percy snarled.

"Now is too soon. You need time to heal."

"How do I heal?! What the fuck do you mean by heal?" Percy closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were full of misery and threatening to overflow. "I'm practically in Tartarus again. I can't live in the world without Annabeth."

"Jackson, just talk to me for two minutes about how you feel, and don't stop." Will had a calm, understanding look on his face, which Percy found infuriating.

"Okay…" Percy said with a groan. "Well, I feel betrayed, because I love her. I never thought she'd leave me. We walked through hell and back, literally, and I would've and still would stay in hell, just so she has a chance to live. I feel upset, because I have no clue what I did wrong. I just want to protect her and love her, and I didn't know that was a crime.

I feel stupid. Like, I know I did something, but I don't know how to fix it. At all. And… there's longing. Longing for the few normal days that we had after the war with Gaea, not fighting monsters. Longing for a picnic with her on the beach and just enjoying having her again."

"Have you told Annabeth this?" Will said, like the smart-ass that he is.

"Obviously not… she just walks away when I try to talk to her. Don't you see? She doesn't care about me anymore." Percy's voice cracked again.

"Now, don't get mad, but I need to get you and Annabeth to talk to each other." Will pulled on his earlobe gently.

Percy snickered humorlessly. "How do you plan on doing that?"

"Kayla is bringing Annabeth over as we speak."

"What?! No! She hates me!" Percy barely restrained himself from lunging at Will.

"You haven't heard her side of things."

"You have?" Will shrugged. "Fine. Let her tell me her side if she wants to talk to me for once."
"Will, what do you want?" Annabeth walked over and froze. "Oh. Hi, Percy."

"Annabeth." Percy nodded his head stiffly.

"You two are going to take turns talking. Two minutes each; no stopping. Who's going first?"

Percy immediately spoke up, pointing to Annabeth. "Her."

"Fine." She groaned, than sighed. "I can't look at Percy without thinking of Tartarus. I care too much about him, and I burned his funeral pyre too many times. I can't concentrate. I thought distancing myself could help, but it really hasn't. Now I'm worried that I'll be the one that hurts him. I can't live with that."

"Now you, Percy," Will interrupted.

Percy looked surprised at Annabeth's confession. He wondered if she knew how much he cared about her; he loved her to death. "You could never hurt me, Annabeth. Tartarus changed both of us, but it re-enforced one thing in my mind—I can't live in a world without you. I'm so sorry if I ever hurt you… I love you. Please forgive me."

"Percy, I'm sorry too." She came over and hugged him. "I heard the rumors got out of hand. I thought you… h-hated me."

Percy leant down and gently kissed her. "I could never hate you."

Will smirked at Kayla. "Works every time."

Percy broke the kiss and turned to Will, rolling his eyes. "Thanks, man. I really appreciate it."

Will mockingly bowed. "You're welcome."

Another chapter, much more Percabeth fluff, will be coming soon. I think you guys might like it. Please review! xxx -Emily