Now, I know what you're thinking. Wow, Beth, another chapter on the same day? Unbelievable! And a different song, too! Yeah, yeah. This is actually the first songfic I wrote, but I just now decided to publish it as a chapter.
I do not own Percy Jackson, the characters, the plotline, or the song You & I by 1 Direction. Beware, spoilers for those who have not read PJO through the House of Hades.
I figured it out.
I figured it out from black and white.
Seconds and hours.
Maybe they had to take some time.
Percy had thought long and hard during those fateful 12 minutes in the elevator out of hell. His muscles were sore and his clothes were torn, but Annabeth was beside him looking the same way. That was all that mattered. She was all that mattered.
I know how it goes.
I know how it goes from wrong and right.
Silence and sound.
Did they ever hold each other tight
Like us?
Did they ever fight
Like us?
Percy had heard all about the famous lovers, Paris and Helen of Troy, from Aphrodite, who seemed bent on ruining his love life. But they had always felt so fake and boring to him. He couldn't imagine Annabeth not calling him Seaweed Brain and arguing with him. That was just a part of their relationship. But did that mean it was more fragile? Or more stable? He didn't know. Percy was sure Helen and Paris didn't quarrel and tease. Then again, they'd started a war.
You and I.
We don't wanna be like them.
We can make it 'til the end.
Nothing can come between
You and I.
Not even the Gods above
Can separate the two of us.
No, nothing can come between
You and I.
Percy flashed a confident grin at Annabeth. He had no idea how much longer was left- time passed strangely in Tartarus- but they had come this far. Even with no idea of what would be on the other side of the Doors when they opened, Percy knew he would protect Annabeth until the very end.
Oh, you and I.
I figured it out.
Saw the mistakes of up and down.
Meet in the middle.
There's always room for common ground.
Percy didn't really like Athena, but she was Annabeth's mom. He promised himself that if they made it out of Tartarus alive, he would study for every test, take advanced courses, and read every Ancient Greek myth known to man (and god.) He said a silent prayer to Athena, his father, and every god he'd ever heard of. Percy was almost positive Annabeth was doing the same- he could almost hear her supersized brainwaves sending out mental sacrifices.
I see what it's like.
I see what it's like for day and night.
Never together
'Cause they see things in a different light
Like us.
But they never tried
Like us.
Bob and Damasen were still down in Tartarus, probably giving their lives to ensure that Percy and Annabeth escaped. Bob would never get to see his granddaughter in the stars, and Damasen would never know a home that wasn't a drakon-infested swamp. That was awful, and the guilt ate at Percy's gut, but he realized that the last line of the Great Prophecy was complete. Foes had united. A Titan and a Giant had defied their parentage and had done what they had believed was right, probably becoming eternal Tartarus zits to help two demigods. They had stepped out of the shadows of their past and into the light.
You and I.
We don't wanna be like them.
We can make it 'til the end.
Nothing can come between
You and I.
Not even the Gods above
Can separate the two of us.
When Hera had separated him from Annabeth, Percy had been asleep for several months. He remembered how he had been devastated when she had been kidnapped by Atlas. Aphrodite had even looked like Annabeth in the limo. It must have been so much worse for Annabeth when he disappeared- they were actually dating, for one, but Percy had been missing for months. Jason and Leo had mentioned how hysterical Annabeth had seemed when she'd picked them up at the Grand Canyon.
'Cause you and I...
We don't wanna be like them.
We can make it 'til the end.
Nothing can come between
You and I.
Not even the Gods above
Can separate the two of us.
No, nothing can come between
You and I.
The Doors started to slide open. Percy and Annabeth hurriedly slid them back together. Whatever was outside was probably awful. Percy and Annabeth looked at each other, aware that they might find an army of monsters waiting for them when they got out for real. But they didn't care. They had been to hell and back, and freedom was close.
You and I.
Oh, you and I.
Oh, you and I.
We can make it if we try.
You and I
Oh, you and I.
"I love you, Annabeth," he whispered.
"I love you, too," she whispered back. They took in the sight of each other for what might be the last time as the elevator dinged and started to open.
"As long as we're together," he said, and they stepped out of Tartarus, hand in hand.
FEELS! Normally I don't like 1D, but this song just fit Percy and Annabeth perfectly. In case you couldn't tell, which would be kind of hard, they are in the Doors of Death.
Please check out our other stories that i write with Skye, but we may not update very soon, because school starts tomorrow. Ugh. Feel free to criticize but not with profanity, thanks for all the reviews I've already gotten! :) Percabeth forever,
~Beth