A/N: Sorry! This is like an hour late, but I don't care! It's up anyway!

I was going to wait until the very last one to do Annabeth, but somehow this wouldn't leave me alone, so here we go!

I think that getting Annabeth and Percy out of Tartarus is going to be a very big deal so that's why I am doing so many of these.

Hope you like it!

Annabeth squeezed her eyes shut against the light. She wasn't used to the sunshine, and her body was drained.

Currently, she was draped across Percy's back as he waded through a cloud of monsters to get out of Tartarus and through the Doors of Death. She probably should have cared that she was letting him do all of the work, but right now, she was so freaking exhausted that she didn't care.

Since they had fallen, she hadn't slept any. It was easy to make Percy think she was asleep, but the seaweed brain was to occupied with watch to make sure that she was really asleep. And she had been doing most of the work down here, and she had a lot more wounds than Percy did.

Not to mention the fact that her mind was tired.

She just wanted to sleep. She wanted it so bad, and she didn't really care if it was here in the middle of all of these monsters or if it was in her bed curled up with Percy and some fluffy sheets and pillows.

"We're almost there, Beth," Percy wheezed. "Just a little bit longer. Hang on."

As if she needed to. Percy's arms formed a death grip on her legs and she knew that he would never let her go on accident.

She whimpered again and buried her face in Percy's neck as the sun came from nowhere. How could people stand it like this every day? Didn't it hurt their eyes?

A couple of different things assaulted her ears all at once. She had been used to only hearing monsters and them fighting and Percy's heartbeat. Why was everything so loud?

Several different people were screaming, and the sunlight got brighter when she felt hands touching her and trying to pull her away from Percy.

The fighting sounds faded, and Percy's arms and knees buckled. Someone really close to her was yelling and she wanted to tell them to be quiet, but she couldn't make her mouth move. Percy crumbled to the ground, and Annabeth went with him.

Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she passed out cold before she heard anything else.

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Annabeth woke up a few hours later in a comfy white bed.

Her mind started to argue with her. Something was telling her that these beds were supposed to be uncomfortable, but with all the things she had been doing lately, a hard-wood floor and ratty blanket would have been like a five-star hotel to her.

Vaguely, she realized that someone was beside her, and she shifted her gaze down to see a tuft of black hair.

Percy was curled up at her side. He had his head on her chest, and Annabeth could feel his arms circled around her waist. He was snoozing peacefully, and she could feel his breath against her skin.

She went on red-alert mode. Where was she? Were they okay? Did she need to fight and kill anybody or anything? What was-

"You're okay, Annabeth. You and Percy are on the Argo II. Everybody is fine. We're on our way back home." Someone said soothingly.

She slit her eyes up to see two girls smiling and standing over her. Was that really Hazel and Piper? How long had it been since she had seen them?

"Percy?" She choked out. Her voice was fried and all she managed was a weak whisper.

Hazel nodded and smiled comfortingly. "He's fine. He's sleeping right beside you. He's perfectly fine."

Annabeth let out a sigh and thought her body would collapse into her. She relaxed and let the tension out of her body, and a wave of calm washed over her in its place. She had been so freaked out and worried for the past however long they had spent down there, and now she honestly didn't know what to do.

But she would manage. With Percy at her side, and her friends at her back, she could do anything.

A/N: What about it? Leave me a review!

-SomethingMoreCreative