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Artemis swiftly moves out of the way but the sword clips her knee as she bends out of the way, she grunts in pain but quickly turns back towards Percy who has a deranged look in his eyes.

"Percy," She calls as she defends herself from another attack. "Percy listen to me." she pushes him away and he staggers for a moment before advancing again.

She dives out of the way as he slams the butt of his sword where her face was just seconds ago.

"Why should I?" He growls as she throws a knife just missing his shoulder.

And she doesn't know what to say to that. Why should he listen to her? A goddess who for eons has never felt this way about a man, yes there was Orion but this feels different to her.

This feels better.

"Stop this!" she shouts as he throws a punch hitting her side with a slight sting, really he was going to have to do better than that.

But he doesn't answer and his body is on top of hers and they are wrestling on the floor as he tries to move his sword towards her head and as she tries to move it far away from her neck.

She doesn't know what to do or how to get through to him, she knows that this could last forever this battle they have going on, it could last for an eternity and they would never tire, but she needed this to stop, she needed him to see her properly and not this distorted view Gaea had her pinned to be in his mind.

He pushes down further and she pushes up with a grunt.

Sweat beads their forehead and their cheeks redden as they push and pull.

Like the moon and the ocean.

She pushes the thoughts away and look into his eyes. The once beautiful green looks foggy and clouded, they no longer hold the youthful shine they had held and she is almost sad to see it go.

He concentration fades slightly and he lands a blow to her shoulder cutting into the skin deeply and easily.

She yelped in pain.

Percy looked at her softly, the voice in his head was quiet for a moment and he kept looking from her injury and back towards her face, he hurt her.

That was supposed to be a good thing.

Right?

So why did he feel bad about it?

'She wants to kill you and everyone you care about.'

He pushes the feelings away and focuses back on the goddess.

"You won't hurt me, anymore." He grunts pushing the blade further down and it takes half her mind not to head butt him.

They continue to wrestle on the ground for what feels like hours but in reality is only a couple of seconds.

The blade is inches from Artemis' chest when she swallows her pride and starts to beg.

"Please, Percy, please don't do this."

And he stops his eyes scan her face and for a moment they just look at each other, before Percy jumps off her with agility she is envious of, he looks down at her and back towards the blade, quickly he throws it so that it lands further away from him and he looks back down at her with a panicked expression.

"Percy-"

But he just looks at her and runs down the hallway in a hurry.

That is when Artemis decides to leave.

Maybe Thalia was right, maybe she did need back up.

"Zeus."

The god in question turns towards her with a slight smile, his children hardly ever visit him and really after eons it gets a little old.

"Artemis." He returns as the goddess runs up to him from across the courtyard, they are in one of Hera's gardens, you would have never guessed that Hera was a gardener, well she wasn't really but she wanted a new garden after Zeus' last affair and he gave her what she wanted.

She walks beside him after catching up with him and they spend a few moments in quiet as they walk along the path, Nymphs work beside them in keeping everything healthy and she makes sure she waves to the ones she knows.

"What is it you want?" Zeus asks, he doesn't look at her instead he scans the garden with interest. It wouldn't surprise her if this was his first time in this particular garden.

She chews on her bottom lip but otherwise stands straight and tall beside her father.

"I saw Perseus." Zeus stops walking and slowly swivels to look at his daughter with a curious expression, he is careful not to give too much away but Artemis can tell he is concerned and interested just by the fact he has stopped them and is now facing her. "I think we can get him out and stop Gaea."

Zeus shakes his head slowly. "I am fearful for his life; Gaea isn't one I would ally with." He turns around and picks up a flower from a bush. "Have you told Poseidon?" he asks again fiddling with the flower.

Artemis nods her head in reply.

She remembers the look of triumph on his face and the smile that widened momentarily, before remembering what he has done.

She doesn't think Percy will ever be the same again.

"Then we must order and attack on the base." He says with a smile before placing the flower in his daughter's hand. "We shall be victorious in this."

They plan their attack for days, they fight constantly about who will do what and who will go where, Artemis nearly screams in frustration when they push their day of attack, back a day.

"We need to get him out now!" she screeches, but Athena stands by her word.

"They haven't moved base since your attack." She looks back down at the map slightly before looking back up at her half sister. "They are clearly preparing for this and it would be wise if we were prepared as much as we could be before we attack."

Artemis decides to stay out of the war room after that.

Days go past and Artemis can't get the picture of Percy out of her head, she can't stop noticing the way he looked at her, as if he had been dunked under water and when he breached the surface for air he was in another place. Like being dunked in a small river and waking up in an ocean.

It took all her effort not to reach out and touch his face to see if he would be able to recognise her touch.

Athena leaves the war room one day, well not just one day; it was the day before they were set to leave, to embark on their rescue mission.

Artemis sees her sister coming but refuses to move from her position on the archery range, she does lower her weapons though, albeit slowly but still.

"I need you to visit Hecate, she has brewed a potion that may counter effect whatever spell Gaea has over him."

Artemis just nods her head and leaves for the underworld, Hades doesn't object he simply lets her in with a nod of his head and goes back to whatever he was doing.

She walks for what feels like hours before she reaches a small cave where a luminous green light comes from, it is everything like a child's movie, she doesn't knock, she doesn't need to she is expected.

Hecate looks up at her before nodding and moving towards the back end of the cave, Artemis looks around is distaste, she feels claustrophobic but she stays there all the same.

The goddess comes back with a vial of purple liquid; it looks still like water and is slightly transparent.

"I don't know if this will work." She says slowly as she inspects the vial, before handing it over. "But it should." She turns to move away and Artemis takes it that she has been dismissed, but Hecate turns around her finger in the air as if about to point something out.

"And make sure he is nowhere near carpet when he drinks it, maybe give him a bucket."

Artemis looks at the vial and back up perplexed. "Why?"

Hecate shrugs. "He has to get the other spell out somehow."

She turns to leave back towards a book, and Artemis takes that as her cue to leave.

She doesn't sleep that night, she can't.

Because his face plagues her dreams.