*Okay, here is a sneak preview of Awakened, as promised. Enjoy! :) It is the continuation of Goodbye, and very cheezy, and I do not own anything of Rick Riordan's.
And please note that changes will be made in the actual story to this scene. This is not the final version.*
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(Percy's 1st person POV)
I walked into the infirmary and sat on Annabeth's bed, taking her lukewarm hand in mine.
"Hey," I whispered. "How are you? I miss you." I touched her cheek, once a rosy red color, now pale and colorless.
"You need to wake up now. Everyone's waiting. I'm waiting."
She didn't answer. She didn't move, except for the tiny rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, but I knew she wouldn't. Chiron had told me that she'd wake up when she was ready.
The one thought I'd been trying to block out kept coming back, no matter how hard I tried to push it away.
What if she never wakes up?
I shook my head. "No. You'll wake up. You will. Right?" I asked, feeling semi-crazy. Chiron thought that maybe if I talked to her, she'd hear and wake up. So far I didn't believe that, but I'd try anything if it meant Annabeth waking up.
I could almost imagine her answering me. I'm trying, Percy. Really, I am. It's not easy.
I squeezed her hand, thinking I really must be going insane. "Try harder. Please, baby, wake up."
No response. I couldn't even think of a responce for her in my head.
Ever since the accident she's been getting colder, her body getting . . . . paler. And stiffer. Almost as if . . . .
I swallowed hard, not wanting to finish that sentence.
"I have to go, okay? Love you. Try to come back. Please." I squeezed her hand before letting go. Before I went to dinner I leaned down and kissed her softly. I almost imagined her eyes fluttering and opening, but when I looked her eyes were still and shut.
She'll wake up, I told myself as I left for dinner with a heavy heart. She will. She has to.
*Again, changes will be made. So, whatcha think? Review please! :)*