~Sudden load is full so slow on the split
And I told you to be patient and I told you to be fine.
And I told you to be balanced and I told you to be kind.
Now all your love is wasted and where the hell was I?
'Cause now I'm breaking at the britches, and at the end of all your lines.~
PIPER:
"She's going to be okay, right?"
"I don't know, smarts. Now, shut up already! This is the fifth time you've asked."
"I'm just worried, Thals."
"I know that. But, you heard the doctor. When Piper's ready to wake up, she will."
"I just don't understand how this can happen. Do you think she'll be okay?"
"..."
"Don't give me that look, Thalia. You know it scares the crap out of me."
"Then stop talking!"
"Yeah, Sparky. Calm down. Piper's fine, see?"
"Leo?"
"Yes?"
"Shut up!"
"Ouch. That one hurt me 'Jason's hot sister'."
"Will you two quiet down?"
" Of course honey bunches."
"That's what I thought, Valdez."
"You are so whipped, Leo."
"Like you aren't, Grace."
"I'm with Reyna."
"Uh-huh. How long do you think you're going to keep denying it?"
"You guys aren't helping. If you really want to help Piper, we should be in a nice calm mood. This tension will just stress her."
"Yeah. You're right, Annabeth."
"I'm always right, Jason. Remember that."
"Percy?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you even hear what I just said?"
"'Course I did."
"So, you think that blaring music from a video game will help?"
"..."
"Piper likes video games."
"..."
"I mean of course I'll turn this off, Wise Girl."
"You are so unbelievable!"
"Alright. I'm going to make a coffee run before this turns into a full- fledged war."
"Frank, you don't have to do that."
"Trust me, I want to. The usual for everyone?"
"Yeah. You might want to get one for Piper unless she wakes up or something."
"Good idea, Annabeth. Be back in a flash."
"I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie world. So fantastic, my boobs are plastic. You can brush my hair and fuc-"
"LEO!"
"What?"
"Language!"
"Oh please, Pinecone face. You say much more than that."
"...you told Leo the nickname, Jackson?"
"Yup. Oh, and how you got it."
"Yeah, I heard you smashed face first into a pine tree."
"Control Leo, Jason. Before I rip his head off."
"Oh, yes. Because I'm sure this is helpful for Piper's sake."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"That's what I thought."
"Piper looks paler than usual. Is the doctor sure she's okay? Maybe we should call him in here, just in case."
"You know what? I give up."
"Seriously, guys. Does she look okay?"
"..."
"Guys?"
. . .
Piper grunts in pain. Images and flashbacks keeps flashing through her head, continuing, going faster and faster throughout each one. Everything burns. Hurts.
"Everything's going to be okay, Piper." Rachel's voice. "We just have to get you to one of the workers. Then, to the ambulance. You'll be okay. Just keep your eyes open."
A masculine voice. "What's going on?"
"It's Piper- she just passed out!" She was hysterical now, barely holding my head up. Piper's eyelids were slipping. Piper...she was tired. Exhausted. When was the last time she slept? A day? A week? A month? A year? She couldn't remember. She couldn't remember anything.
Nothing, except for blue eyes.
"I'm tired," she says, but Chiron and Rachel pay no attention. That's when she realizes that no sound is coming from her plush, cracked lips.
"Keep her awake. Piper, can you hear me?" Chiron. Was she in therapy again? Another hypnosis session?
She tries to shake her head, but it's like she's paralyzed. Stuck in her own body. Trapped. Forever, perhaps.
"Get help, Rachel." He pauses. " NOW!" Mr. Brunner shouts at the mental patient when she remains frozen in place.
Rachel's voice sounded disoriented, deep, not at all like her high pitched regular voice. She feels lips press to her forehead. "I'll be right back, Piper."
She's trembling now. Shaking as if her life depends on it. Which, she guesses it does.
Someone grabbing her, lifting her up bridle style. She's too fatigued to care about embarrassment. Her hair is continually falling in front of her olive face messily. She wants to tell whoever it is to brush it away, it's irritating her. She can't find the words, and when she does, she's already being pushed on a stretcher.
She blinks, her eyes flickering open for a moment. The lights on the ceiling shine down brightly on her, making her temples thump harder.
She lets out a whimper, but again it's silent.
"You're going to die," the monsters whisper. "Piper Mclean is going to die." They sing it in a happy tune, like they're lifelong dream has been fulfilled.
If I'm going to die, she thinks bluntly, you're coming down with me.
"Fine. See you in hell." They speak the words with amusement. She's sweating now, her fingertips feel clammy and pale. Something is pressed over her head and onto her mouth. She panics. What was going on? Her breathing quickens, and she commands- no begs- her hands to rip the device off. She hesitates. Already, it was becoming easier to breath.
"Piper?" The monsters ask.
What, she thinks back tiredly.
"You're going to die."
Something stabs into her arm.
More pain.
Ba-beep. Ba-beep. Ba-beep. Ba-beep.
"Maybe." This times she speaks the words to them, and it comes out as a whisper. "What did I do to make all of you hate me so much?"
"We could never hate you, Piper," they cackle cruelly. "Because we are you."
She shuts her eyes, maybe, for the very last time.
~ Who will love you?
Who will fight?
And who will fall, far behind?~
Piper Elizabeth Mclean wakes up in a daze. She didn't know where she was, she didn't even recognize it in the least. She looked around, slightly panicking, taking in each new sight. Her violet eyes suddenly were turquoise, as she analyzed the window. There was a machine keeping a steady, comforting beep directly next to her cot. There was a tube tucked into the back of her hand leading to a bag of fluid hanging above her. She winces. What had happened?
Everything aches. She expects it to hurt more, but it doesn't. She feels numb. Maybe painkillers? That would be most likely.
The last remains of her confusing, muddled, terrifying dream was beginning to disappear with each moment of awakening. Piper bit her lip, refusing the temptation to lie back and fall asleep again. She was still tired. But, not tired enough for sleep.
The bed was hard, stiff, like a bulgy rock. She hardly noticed though, because of the sheet that was tucked around her. She let out a deep breath, and noticed that her hair was braided. When did that happen?
More importantly, where was she?
All thoughts led to a hospital, but how? How could she be in a hospital? All she remembered was the hypnosis/therapy session with Chiron, discovering the truth behind her anorexia. Leaving. Seeing Rachel. Then...darkness and things that don't make a lick of sense.
Her lips pull into a seemingly permanent frown, as she sits up. Her body seemed to be protesting, but she leans forward, sitting upward. It clears her head a bit.
"Well, good morning to you," A cheerful, soothing voice said. Still disoriented, Piper flinched in surprise and turned my head quickly, to see a nurse sitting on the edge of my bed. "It took you long enough to wake up."
She struggled with contemplating what was happening. "How...long? What happened?" The nurse named 'Sally Jackson'. Familiarity replaced the confusion. Percy's mother...how?
Sally gets up, her black, long hair in waves, like streamers. Her gentle blue eyes turn into concern, as she pulls open the shade to the window open. Sunlight shines through. "You've been out for three days."
Three?
She expects the monsters to jump in, but they never do, surprising her completely.
Three days.
Three days stolen from her.
"Turns out not eating really took a toll on you." Piper smiled weakly. She had never passed out because of her anorexia before. And now she had. The thought was...unsettling. "Plus, you had an allergic reaction to the pills that they offer that Camp Half Blood facility. It's a miracle you're father didn't sue the place."
Piper gave Mrs. Jackson a strained, forced smile, trying not to bombard her with questions. She was still half asleep...she didn't know if she was dreaming still.
"Oh. I can't remember. Where is my dad anyway?"
Sally gave her a sympathetic look, tugging on her braid gently. Piper had known Mrs. Jackson- or Sally, as she forced Piper to call her- since she was fourteen years old.
"It's going to be okay, Piper," she says. "And you're dad... he's at an important meeting. One that he couldn't miss. He sends his apologies."
She bites her lip. Her father was distant, but distant enough not to visit her in the hospital? She glances at Sally, noticing how she's still analyzing for a response.
Piper nods numbly, then she glances to the side of her. A couch is there. And on the couch was a sleeping...Jason Jupiter Grace. Her heart practically leapt in her throat. Did she look okay? Was her hair a rats nest? Hopefully not, but probably so. How long had he been there?
Sally gave her a knowing smile, chuckling. Almost like she read Piper's mind she exclaims, "he's been here the moment you were put into the bed. Stayed, too. Never went home. He really cares about you, Piper. Worried sick, too."
She felt a rosy blush spread to her cheeks, a pleased smile forming on her face. Did he really stay in the hospital for three days? Just for her? The thought made her happier than she'd ever admit. But, her smile faded as her thoughts drifted back to the previous memories. He told her father...
"Don't beat him up so much, Piper. He was only doing what he thought was best for you." Okay, now Piper's starting to wonder if she really is a mind reader. Sally pinches her cheek motherly. "Are you hungry?"
She can barely nod, but as soon as she does, Sally exits the room.
Leaving her and Jason alone. In a room.
With a bed.
No! She scolds herself. Bad, bad Piper.
She nestles back down, so that she's facing Jason, her violet/turquoise eyes watching him. She's never really looked at Jason. She means, really looked.
She could see everything now. The scar on his upper lip went a little farther for comfort. With his eyelids closed and his face relaxed... he looked like the little boy that she had befriended all those years ago. His eyelashes are long and thick, his lip pulled out a little further than usual for sleep. There's a crease on his forehead, his eyebrows smoothed together with worry and concern.
Piper's smile fades. She hadn't meant for Jason to be so worried about her. Even though she was glad he was here, she felt guilty that he had been so concerned for her well being.
Suddenly, his eyelids disappear, replaced by wise, blue ones.
She blushes, trying to tear her gaze away as he wakes up. Too late. He notices her intense gaze and returns it.
"You're awake!" She feels something squeeze her heart when she notices the dark lines under his eyes. He gets up, seemingly ignoring his fatigue or the fact that he just woke up. "God, Piper, I was so worried. Don't you ever do that to me again." He brushed her messy hair back, and her heart began to pound irregularly.
The hand that had been resting on top of her frizzy, brunette tufts slid down and cupped her chin, bringing her eyes to meet his light blue ones.
"Piper," he breathed, his thumb resting on her chin. "I-"
The door clicks open, and they pull away so quickly it seems unreal. Both their faces are red, and Sally blushes in spite.
"Oh, I'm sorry," that knowing smile is back. "Am I interrupting something?"
"NO!" Piper stammers at the exact same time Jason does, causing them to blush harder.
Sally smiles at the two, and Piper coughs awkwardly.
"Breakfast?" She held out a tray to her, that was filled with a variety of food. Toast with marmalade spread across the top. Also, light yellow eggs were resting on the other side of the plate, with a cup of orange juice. Her nose scrunches together. She had completely forgotten about her anorexia. Why had she said that she wanted food? She stiffened, as her mother's stick thin image popped into her mind. No, she was going to eat. For herself. She wasn't going to starve herself for her mother anymore.
"Jason? Can you watch Piper for me? I'm going to call Percy and the other's and tell them that Piper is awake."
There's a mischievous glint in his eye, one that seems out of character for him. Piper tries desperately to keep her blush away...but that face...
"I'd be more than happy too."
"Okay. No funny business you two, got it?"
She blushes harder, as a faint fuzz of red appears on Jason's nose. The door shuts.
She eats then, and sees the surprise on Jason Grace's face. Slowly at first. She prays that she won't revolt. She takes nibbles at the toast, and a hesitant drink at the orange juice.
The monsters don't interrupt her once.
He watches her intently, every movement, every bite. She feels subconscious. Was she chewing too loud? Was there crumbs on her chin? Did she have an orange juice mustache? Ever since she woke up she hasn't taken one look in the mirror, and she's desperate to check her image.
Not because of her vain, anorexic side, but because she's a teenage girl and Jason Grace is sitting next to her.
"You ate."
"Yeah. Camp Half Blood did me good." She's not ready to tell him everything, not yet. She's not even sure she can trust him with her secrets again. But, she forgives him. Piper hopes it's enough for him, because it's enough for her.
"Piper. I am so sorry I betrayed you're trust like that. I shouldn't have told you're dad. Not after everything that happened-"
She holds up a hand, signaling for him to stop. "I forgive you, Jason."
"You do?" He asks in disbelief. "Just like that?"
"Just like that," she repeats. "I mean sure, I was pretty pissed at first. But, Jason, I could forgive you for anything. I don't think that I trust you completely, though. But it's a start, right?"
"Thank you, Piper. I couldn't bear it if you hated me forever."
"Well, I don't. I could never hate you Jason." Her voice died down to a whisper.
"Piper, I, well you're my best friend and I...need to tell you something." Her heart leaps, but she restrains it. He has Reyna. He doesn't want her. "Maybe later though, Piper. When you're thinking clearly."
She nods, feeling the tears well up in her eyes. Everything was just so confusing. Everything hurt. And Jason was here...
She squeezed his hand in support as Jason's grip got even tighter. So tight that the tips of Piper's fingers turned white. She didn't mind. "You scared me, Pipes. I thought you were gone. When I got the call from your dad I didn't know what to think. I would die if you weren't here with me."
She placed a hand on his cheek. It felt rugged, like he hadn't shaved in well, three days. "Then I won't go anywhere."
He nodded, his eyes dipping down, looking at the floor.
Stop touching him, Piper, she lectured herself. He's got a girlfriend.
She pulled her hands abruptly away from his, cheeks hot at her actions, but he leaned forward and wrapped his arms tightly and securely around Piper. She immediately returned the foreword embrace, his fingertips digging into her back. It didn't feel painful, though. It made her feel secure. They sat there for what felt like days, or weeks, his arms around her, her arms around him. She rested her head on his shoulder; he let his fingers dance around her collarbone. She shivered at his touch, as he found her soft spot. As he held her in his arms Piper Mclean felt the overwhelming urge to cry. And she did. She clutched tightly to his shoulders, like her life depended on it, and surrendered to the tears welling up in her turquoise eyes.
And cried.
Sobbed, heart wrenching sobs into his shoulder. Her sounds were more painful than the time she had confessed that she cut herself. And she only vaguely recalled that. It seemed a million years ago, compared to the time that she knew of now.
"Hey," He murmured, wiping a stray tear away. "It's going to be okay. I promise." She cringed through tears at his words. This wasn't the first time he had promised something...
He noticed the look on her face, and his lips seemed to already be forming another apology.
"I love you."
Her heart stopped. The machine next to her seemed to beep louder, quicker, and she feels light headed.
"I love you," he repeats over and over again. "IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou."
This had to be a dream. This couldn't be real, could it?
"I've always loved you...I guess I've just been too bullheaded to admit it."
She tries to say something, but she can't find the right words. It's like being stuck in that dream again.
He cups his hands on her heated cheeks, his blue eyes searching her own. "Say something- please?"
"I love you, too." She whispers, barely audible. But he hears her. A smile breaks across Jason's face, as he pulls her face closer. Forget Reyna. Forget the rest of the world. Forget her mom, Aphrodite. Forget her vanity. Forget the monsters. Forget the anorexia.
This is all she needs.
They're lips press against one another's, molding tightly together, like artwork.
The door opens.
And there standing there is Reyna, Jason's girlfriend.
~Come on skinny love...
My, my, my, my~
Jason:
Jason couldn't have felt more alive. When he kissed Reyna, he felt...bored. Unentertained. Reyna was his first girlfriend and his only girlfriend, but he was sure that wasn't what kissing was supposed to feel like.
But Reyna was tough, a beautiful girl. All the traits in a girl he wanted. So why was he kissing Piper?
Because she made him feel alive. This is what kissing is supposed to feel like. And also because he loved her.
But, he loved Reyna too.
He had never felt so conflicted in his life. He's a cheater, he thinks, his stomach dropping bitterly. A betrayer. Piper's lips manage to push those dark thoughts away, as his hands slid to her skinny waist. Her hands flew to his shoulders, running through his tangled, blonde hair. They were in a precarious, awkward position, and it was difficult to kiss Piper under all the medical machinery next to them.
Difficult, but not impossible.
He's gentle with her, despite his screaming hormones. She's fragile, skinny. She could break so easily, and Jason doesn't want to take that risk.
He heard the door click open, and pulled away from Piper, expecting a lecture from Sally.
Instead it was Reyna.
They break apart mutually, instantly.
"Reyna?" He manages to stammer, face flushed. She's not supposed to be here. No, she can't be here. She doesn't even remotely like Piper, for reasons that she's never told him. Her face is multiple masks of different emotions. It twists into shock, into sadness, into disbelief, puzzlement, anger. Boiling rage.
"Reyna!" He shouts, pulling himself up out of bed. The door's already closing. He opens it, looking back at Piper Mclean to see her reaction. Her knees are pulled up to her chin like she had been expecting this.
"Hey, I'll be right back. I promise." Their eyes lock.
"Don't make promises you can't keep, Jason." Is all she says calmly.
Then, he's gone.
"Reyna!" He runs down the hallway of the hospital, ignoring the looks of disapproval from the nurses, interns, and doctors. She's storming down the plain white floor, the look of a warrior who's just going off to battle scrawled across her face.
"Reyna," he tugs on her arm, in an attempt to turn her around.
"Just stay away from me, Jason!"
"You know I can't do that," he says, exasperated at his immature mistake. "Look, I-"
"Remember when I asked you in the cafeteria one if you were in love with Piper?" She scowls, crossing her arms, and he can see tears shimmering in her eyes. "You lied to my face, didn't you?"
He's frozen, shell shocked, remembering how honesty is such an important aspect to Reyna. "I didn't mean for this to happen."
"No, of course you didn't!" She yells sarcastically, throwing her arms about. Everyone in the hospital seems to be watching them, a million pairs of eyes analyzing the couples movements. "Jason, what the hell is wrong with you?"
She's beating on his chest now, but her punches are weak, her face tear stricken. "You stupid, stupid, little-" her own sobs cut her off.
"I'm sorry, Reyna." He says quietly, the guilt stirring in his stomach.
"Yeah," she speaks the words hoarsely. "Me too."
"I think it would be best if we take a break," Reyna tries again, gaining her composer back. "No, I think we should break up." Her arms are crossed against her breasts, brown eyes narrowed.
That's the Reyna that Jason knows. A fighter. A survivor. He thinks-no, is certain- that she'll be okay.
"Yeah." He pauses, taking this all in. "Reyna, somewhere out there, there's going to be a guy for you. And he's going to love you. Only you. No one else. He's going to treat you better than I ever have. You deserve someone who will be there in the morning. He's going to be there for you through thick and thin, and no matter what happens, he's going to love you. I never deserved you, Reyna. But someday, someone will. And when that moment happens, I'm going to be so happy for you. Because I'll always love you. Just not in the way that you want. If you ever need anything, Reyna I'll be there for you. Because you're one of my best friends, and nothing will ever change that. Nothing. You're a really special girl Reyna, and some guy is going to deserve you."
She frowns, her eyes softening. He thinks that maybe she'll forgive him. Then, her features are sharp again. "Good luck, Jason."
"What do you mean by that?"
She chuckles darkly. "You're in love with an anorexic girl. Any day now, she could just die. Do you know the heartbreak you're going to go through just to be with her? She could be dead by the end of the year, and I'm not saying this in a mean way. I'm giving you a dose of reality."
She gives him a lingering glance, watching his expression thoroughly. She's right, Jason thinks bitterly. Piper could die any day now, and all he could was stand by and watch.
"Goodbye, Jason Grace." Reyna places a gentle kiss on his cheek. "I hope Piper and you are happy together."
He could only stand there, dumbfounded, as his best friend and first love walks straight out of his life.
. . .
"So, how are you feeling?" Annabeth asks, there previous arguments obliviously long forgotten. She places a comforting hand on Piper's shoulder, smiling weakly. "We came as soon as we could- while Mr. Grace here," she sent Jason a smile. "Stayed here the entire time."
Thalia grins at him, and Jason can't help but grin back. "I see you two are finally, you know, going steady?" Thalia dodges the pillow that Piper throws at her, laughing.
"Jerk," Jason muttered, but over all he's elated. He has Piper now, and that's more than he ever could ask. But, the words that Reyna said keep floating back to him. If Piper ever died, a piece of him would die with her.
"It took you two long enough," Leo supplied in, with a wink. "I was wondering when you'd dump Reyna for beauty queen." He laced hands with his girlfriend Hazel, a teasing smile on his face, but pleased with the news.
"Speaking of Reyna, how is she holding up?"
Percy pats Frank on the shoulder, making a whipping noise. "Oh, shut up, Seaweed Brain."
"Hey- that's my nickname!" Annabeth tries to cut in, but Thalia clamps a hand over her mouth, making her words smothered.
"Baby face," Percy retorts.
"You promised you'd never speak of that!"
"Too late."
"Ew!" Thalia yells, wiping her hand on her black, ripped jeans. "Annabeth licked my hand!" There's a few odd looks sent Annabeth's way, Jason's included, but she shrugs it off.
"Would you two be quiet? But, I have to agree with my four out of ten boyfriend. Reyna and you would look good together." Frank blushes, while Percy splutters.
"Four out of ten?"
Hazel and Annabeth exchange a look, a private joke in the midst, smiling innocently at Percy. Jason laughs, but his hand never left Piper's. He eyes her, and she's laughing. Her giggles sounds like bells to his ears.
She's happy, for once in her life.
And if she's happy, he's happy.
~Come on skinny love what happened here?~
A day has passed. Doctor Fredrick and Sally Jason deiced to keep Piper under observation for one more night, much to Jason's relief. It's only a day, but it's better than her getting sent back to Camp Half Blood the moment she woke up.
"You're leaving today." He states bluntly, somewhat sadly.
She sighs, a hair escaping her pony tail and falling into her forever changing eyes. He brushes it back, and they both smile. "You can always visit me."
"But visitations are so monitored." She sent him a meaningful look, but a smile is permanently spread across her lips. "How am I supposed to kiss you with those nut jobs watching?"
"Some of those nut jobs happen to be my friends, Mr. Grace. You best watch what you say from now on."
He slides his hands around her waist, and on instinct her hands fly to his neck. "And why is that, Ms. Mclean?"
She plans a butterfly kiss on his earlobe, and he shudders. It's amazing the effect this anorexic girl can have on him. Piper then breathes, "I have ways of punishing you."
He doesn't doubt it for a second.
"Can I help you pack?"
By the seductive expression he gives her, he can tell that she got the silent message. They weren't going to do much packing.
He picks her up, and she squeals with surprise, then sets her on top of the suit case, which was resting on her bed/cot. Her legs wrap around his waist so she's straddling him and they're lips press together in a heated kiss.
It's a desperate one, because Jason knows that the next time he wakes up, he'll be at home.
While Piper's at a mental hospital.
"Ms. Mclean? Oh, I'm sorry." The unfamiliar nurse stammers with embarrassment. She's young, around twenty five, but Jason doesn't know her, and from the look on Piper's face she doesn't either. "I can come back another time."
Jason takes a few steps back, as Piper uncurls her legs from his waste. "We were just, uh, packing."
"Uh-huh." She's unconvinced. "Well, anyways you have one more visitor before you leave."
He can see the hopefulness on Piper's face and grins. Looks like Mr. Mclean did cancel his audition to come see Piper.
"My dad?" She questions eagerly, climbing off the suit case. "He's here?"
The nurse gives Piper a confused look. "Were you expecting you're father? Because the visitor I have here is a women."
"A women?"
"Yes. You're mother, Aphrodite."
~Come on skinny love what happened here?~
A/N: You have no idea how much it killed me to write the Jeyna break up scene. I ship both Jasper and Jeyna. They're both so adorable! But, every time I ship Jasper I feel guilty. Because Reyna is like Jason's Annabeth. :( And then that makes me doubt Percabeth and no one can have that. Anyways, thank you guys so much! This was intended to be the last chapter, but I decided to split it up into two parts. So the next chapter will be the last chapter.
More stories by me:
Unfinished Stories- "Annabeth Chase didn't think she was crazy, but when it came to a certain green eyed boy... she thought she was going completely and utterly insane." A collection of unfinished one-shots or short stories I have yet to finish. Most are Percabeth, but some include other couples as well such as Jeyna/Jasper/Lazel etc. Vote on the unfinished stories that you think I should continue! Rated K-T because there's a lot of them. R&R!
The Butterfly Effect- Love. Sorrow. Remorse. Lies. "She screams until she's blue in the face. She screams and screams and screams yes. But she knows it's too late. The war has began, and now there's no going back." Anger. Regret, but most importantly betrayal. Set in Mockingjay, with the biggest twist ever imaginable. Rated T/M. Peeta/Katniss, Gale/Madge.
Guilt-"Because in the end Annabeth decided that it's the guilt that is the worst." The aftermath of Tarturas, Annabeth and Percy have to deal with the heavy guilt that easily overpasses the burden of the sky. Rated T for torture, suicide, angst. Percabeth.
Let The Fear In-"The fear was real. And I knew I had to deal with it. So I just made a choice. I'd let the fear in, let it take over, let it do its thing, but only for five seconds, that's all I was going to give it. So I started to count: one, two, three, four, five. Then it was gone." The fear was controlling her, as the car sat underwater. Then she thought- Jason. She had to save him. Somehow.
The Little Mockingjay-"On the last moment, I rub the pin back and forth in between my fingertips feeling the warmth from it. The warmth from the little Mockingjay." Prim's perspective during the reaping, with a kiss on the cheek, comfort, and her thoughts about the capitol and the little glass bowl full of slips, she despises. Rated T for Angst and depressing words.
Love- "Do you love, Annabeth?" Tyson questioned, as I spit out my drink. "What?" Tyson asks Percy if he loves Annabeth, and other very personal questions about their relationships. Set in TBOL, One-shot.
It Was Her-After Beckendorf's death, Percy and Annabeth have a meaningful talk about his death, the prophecy, the war and about a certain red-head. "It wasn't your fault." "I can't lose you." "You won't." "You don't have to be jealous of her." One shot.
Eternal Flame Prologue: A one shot/prologue to the new Percy Jackson fanfic Eternal Flame. Review and let me know if I should continue this or change the prologue. R&R
All's Fair in Love and War-"Wait," Rachel said backtracking. "Did you just call me a hooker?" Octavian looked confused as she leaned up against the statue of Jupiter and giggled." He hated her. He despised her. So why was he finding it so hard not to stare into those green eyes of hers? She hated him. She despised him. Yet for some reason, he amused her to no end
Tears of Glass- "How would her gravestone get here? It was impossible, because her whole family was...dead. Yet here it stood in the middle of a graveyard." Katherine reflects on her past, and all her mistakes. She also remembers all the times that she, the Katherine Peirce, cried. "Because it hurt. And feeling the shards of glass escape from her eyes, somehow made it all better." Rated T.