A/n:

At the urging of an anonymous reviewer I have decided to update. I apologise because these are by no way in chronological order, I just keep getting random ideas and my brain doesn't seem to like the whole beginning-middle-end thing. If you have an idea please tell me and I'll try to write it. This one will be about Annabeth visiting Percy in the hospital about a week after he got shot. Enjoy. :)

I had taken the sub-way, Paul and Sally would've given me a ride but I didn't want to bother them and this was something I had to do on my own. So I rode the bouncing train car to the right stop, got off and walked tot he hospital.

"Hello." I greeted the secretary at the front desk, "I'm here to see Perseus Jackson, likely going by the name of Percy." The secretary checked her computer for a moment and then directed me to room 105, Percy's room.

The room was small but cosy, with those big heart-rate monitor machines and others that looked equally as intimidating. And in the middle of the forest of huge metal machines was a bed, it had light blue linen bed-sheets and the pillows were large and fluffy, and tucked between them all was Percy.

He looked so different. Not the strong hero I had grown used to or the Seaweed Brain who always needed my help, but someone who had been through a lot and just needed support. He was pale, much paler than normal and he looked so small amidst those towering machines, his heart-rate was amplified ten-fold my the machines and it created a constant beat echoing my own nervous one.

"Hey Seaweed Brain." I didn't think he was awake when I said it but after I had I saw him shift position to look up at me.

"Hey Wise Girl," His voice was weaker than usual, but it was still my Seaweed Brain's voice, "What's up?" I almost laughed.

"You've been shot and are in the hospital and all you have to say is 'what's up'? Really?"

"What do you want me to say?" He had a point there.

"I don't know, I want you to tell me you're alright, but that would be a lie. I just want to talk to you." He nodded slightly.

"How's camp?" He was trying to make a normal conversation, ignoring the pain, for me. He really is much too loyal and noble for his own good.

"They're fine, worried about you though. None of them can wait to see you again. The entire camp would've come to visit you if Chiron would let them." He smiled.

"How's Grover doing?"
"He's eating a record amount of tin cans and furniture, always does when he's nervous."
"Tell him I'll be fine. I'm outta here in a couple of weeks and and a couple of months after that I'll be off the crutches and good as new, except for a couple more scars to add to my collection." He was trying so hard to keep me happy.

"You can tell me if it hurts Seaweed Brain." I assured him. He smirked slightly at that.

"Well of course it hurts, but it wont eventually and whining about it won't make it hurt any less."
"Are you taking medication?"
"Can't, it reacts to my blood-stream weirdly, Apollo says it's 'cause I'm such a powerful demi-god, too much god in my blood, it fries the medication." He smiled wryly. "Always knew being a demi-god was a curse." I laughed, it was a running joke at camp. He always laughed about it. Damn my ADHD brain! Good thing I caught my thoughts quickly or I'd never have focused, I don't want a replay of-Arrhh! Stupid ADHD. He was distracting me on purpose.

"Distracting me won't work you Seaweed Brain."
"Oh yeah?" He challenged, "I'm pretty sure it did just then." I glared at him, but my anger melted as soon as I looked into those sea-green yes. Always so full of mischief and fun, I wonder what they were like before he was twelve, before the pain, which he worked hard to keep hidden, was there too.

We talked for hours after that, just non-important things like capture the flag and the Stolls' latest pranks. By the end of visiting hours there was nothing left to say about camp or the nurses and their habits. We'd said barely anything about the attack though. I sighed.

"I love you, Seaweed Brain. Forever and always."
"I love you too, Wise Girl. And I'll be fine soon."

He knew me too well.

A/n:

There you go, someone gave me that idea but I can't remember who it was. I hope you liked it and if anyone had anymore ideas please please please tell me.

-Samantha2611