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Percy's POV

Annabeth didn't look very healthy. She was much skinnier, and she looked very tired. Her skin was also pale. But she was smiling, and that was a good sign. Percy wondered what they did to her.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain?" Annabeth asked from under the bubble.

"Yeah?"

"How much longer until we are out of ear shot of the Sirens? I might be running out of air from this bubble."

"I think we actually might be ok by now. Here, you go up, and if you start hearing them, I'll pull you back down." Annabeth didn't get enchanted; the Sirens were too far away.

They both resurfaced, and Annabeth hesitantly told Percy that she was tired, and wondered if they could go to shore now, to spend the night somewhere. They would continue their journey back to Camp tomorrow.

Percy cursed at himself. Apparently Annabeth was more tired than she let on.

"Of course, yeah, I actually sense land near."

They got off at Cockburn town, which was a little island in the Bermuda Triangle. They looked for a hotel, and booked one night. It was a very nice hotel, with a spectacular view of the ocean. After they got themselves cleaned up, Percy looked at Annabeth, with a huge grin on his face. Her eyes were shining with laughter, and she asked defiantly:

"What, Seaweed Brain?"

"Nothing, it's just you're beautiful!" Percy said with a grin. 'And I'm so happy to finally be with you again.' He thought a bit more soberly.

Annabeth rolled her eyes, but she didn't stop the wide smile from spreading across her face. She shook her head as she tangled her arms around his neck. She was looking into his eyes, and he returned the favor. Her grey eyes glimmered and she looked so beautiful. They were now reflecting the moonlight, making them almost silvery.

Percy hugged her, content to have her in his embrace. He tenderly kissed her neck, and looked again at her face. He stared at her perfect lips, which were now forming a smirk. Quickly but gently, he kissed her.

Annabeth's POV

Annabeth stared into his green eyes. She missed them, and was so happy to have him back in her arms. She held him tight as he kissed her neck, and she felt nothing but love. When he pulled back and looked at her lips, with a stupid grin on his face, she noticed the moonlight gave his face a deadly glow, which was handsome, but also intimidating.

He kissed her, and she couldn't have felt more alive. Everything felt right. The way he held her, his body fitting perfectly into hers. Their lips moving in harmony, with smiles escaping here and there.

Then everything went wrong.

The kiss became more lustful, and despite herself, Annabeth was enjoying it, even though it physically hurt her. She held his body tightly against her own, as she kissed him with passion.

She felt his hands travel under her shirt, and then she realized, but all too late. He realized at the same time as she did, and he stopped kissing her.

"What's this?" He asked her, breathing hard. Annabeth's heart was beating rapidly, partly because of the kiss, partly because of what he might find out.

"It's nothing, just a –"

"Annabeth. Tell me, please. Why is your torso covered in bandages? This is new." Percy's tone made sure that he wouldn't have any lies.

But Annabeth knew if she told the truth, there would be no stopping his anger. So she lied.

"Percy, I'm not going to have this right now. I just had a few cuts that I needed to heal." She tried to sound annoyed.

"Annabeth." Annabeth waited, not wanting to meet his eyes. "Let me see." Annabeth looked up at Percy, shocked. He never asked her to do this. He always knew that she could take care of her own wounds. Why was he doing this to her? Did he know? She stared into his eyes, and gritted her teeth.

"Percy, I'm not just going to take off my shirt and reveal my body to you." She knew this was mean, but at least it caught Percy off his guard. She removed herself from his embrace.

"Why would you say that? I just want to look at the scars. Please could you just take off your shirt?" Did Percy just ask her to take off her shirt? Annabeth raised her eyebrow.

"Percy, what are you-"

"Come on, you know what I mean!" Percy complained, his voice revealing a bit of embarrassment. "Annabeth, I need to see what happened. Please." Percy didn't wait for an answer. Annabeth's fiery spirit subsided, and her eyes were focused on the ground. However, she still tried to resist him. She couldn't let him see what they did to her.

"Don't." She whispered. She was beginning to panic. If Percy saw what they did, would he ever forgive them? Would he ever not treat Annabeth with pity? She gently but quickly pushed his arms away. She turned her back to him, trying to control her breathing.

She held on to the counter, but knew that Percy had to eventually see. He told her he was going to look, and gently started to lift up her shirt. Annabeth didn't stop him, though she was breathing heavily. Her head hung down. Just because he had to see didn't mean Annabeth wanted him to see her scars. Percy stopped himself.

"Ok, Annabeth, just tell me the truth, how did they torture you?" He asked, grabbing her hands, a desperate tone to his voice. Annabeth loved Percy for trying to give her a second option. But…

Annabeth hesitated. Then she frowned. How could she tell him? He might as well see for himself.

"I can't tell you. Look for yourself." Annabeth said hardly. She let go of his hand, and took off her shirt, her back still facing him. Percy exhaled, and started to undo the bandages. Annabeth bit her lip, trying not to cry. What would his reaction be? She hated having him worry.

Percy's POV

"Gods, Annabeth. What did they do to you?" Her back was covered in gashes, as if they were playing tic tac toe with swords on her backs. Most of it was raw and some cuts had puss. Her back was red everywhere, and some cuts still bled. Percy felt a lump form in his throat. This was the most brutal thing he ever saw. Why would anyone go to that extreme?

It also hurt him, a lot. He started to feel angry. "What's you front like?" Percy asked.

"It's fine, Seaweed Brain. Look, I am tired, and I'm sure you are too. Why don't we-"

"Annabeth, you're hurt. I am not letting you sleep like that."

Annabeth turned to face him. She looked furious, and Percy was shocked to see how much worse her front was. He turned away, his eyes hurt from looking at the terrible cuts, gashes and fist marks. Were those foot marks, too? Percy's rage grew.

"It doesn't go away, Percy! Don't you get it? I've tried, ok? It won't leave. So stop trying to make the impossible happen!" She shouted at him, her eyes red. They were nose to nose. This time, Percy didn't run.

Instead, he gathered her shaking body into his hands. He then pulled back, not wanting to hurt her body anymore.

"I'm sorry, Annabeth."

"It's not your fault, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth wiped a tear. Percy waited, wanting to let her recover. He turned his eyes away from her, partly because she was only in her bra, also because he couldn't bear to look at her cuts. His anger was making his heart feel heavy and his head spin.

Percy didn't know what to do. He hated not knowing when Annabeth needed him. Then Percy had an idea.

Athena.

Percy hesitated, but then overcame his fear.

Athena, please help your daughter. She deserves so much more. I am willing to do all it takes to get her healthy and happy. Just tell me what to do, and – my lady – I'm sorry for not obeying you.

I almost killed myself when the Sirens showed me my fatal flaw: loyalty, especially to Annabeth. Annabeth, your daughter, saved my life. Please, I beg of you, now save her. Percy waited, hoping Athena heard his prayer.

Then a voice came into his head.

"Use your powers, the water will heal." The voice sounded reluctant, but also somewhat sorry. Percy only realized it was Athena after.

Percy thought of what that voice in his head meant. Then, he knew. 'WATER!' Percy recalled his first encounter with breathing underwater: right after he jumped into the Hudson Bay while escaping from the Chimera.

He had merely touched a paper wrapping, and it became dry. He was almost too excited to continue. He could heal Annabeth!

That's it, I didn't like this chapter, it was too weird and emotional and long. I'm sorry, but the next chapter will be more concluding and nice. Tell me if you liked this ton eor not, don't worry hehe im not easily offended! :) THANKS FOR REVIEWS YOU GUYS R THE BEST, SUCH GREAT IDEAS (PERCABETH ENDGAME U GO!)! I WILL ACCOMMODATE WHATEVER U ASK FOR!