What if Percy and Annabeth had more time to discuss, before Connor barged in to get Percy? Set in the scene of Percy talking to Annabeth in the Plaza after she got stabbed. Set in The Last Olympian.
I wanted to ask her about the vision Hestia had shown me, about her early days with Luke and Thalia. I knew it had to do something with my prophecy, but I didn't understand what.
But she already seemed so distraught, I couldn't get my nerves up to put her in more pressure, which would likely make her madder at me.
I decided to leave the matter. And I just watched the sky, there was smoke coming from faraway, mostly likely a monster group wrecking a monument or something I thought.
The silence was a little uncomfortable, so I decided to try to get into a conversation. Still holding her hand in mine, I said, "You know, when I told you about me bathing in the Styx on Olympus, I didn't tell you one small thing."
"What and why?" She said, her eyes still shut but a bit softened now.
"You see, Nico told me that I had to focus on one thing that would ground me to the mortal world, which would make me want to stay mortal, and as I have already told you, I thought about the small of my back, an area that would be hard to hit by accident"
"You shouldn't have told me that", she said, "You shouldn't tell anyone the thing that makes you able to be killed"
I smiled to myself after hearing that, and I continued like I didn't hear her, "I thought that it would only be connected to my flesh, but when I stepped into the river, which actually I fell face first into"
She shuddered a little at that, and her hand, which I was holding, hardened for a bit, only to quickly loosen up again in my grasp.
"I saw visions, I saw my mom and Tyson calling out to me, I saw Grover moan, "enchiladas" for some reason,"
She chuckled a little.
I decided not to mention the intense pain I suffered because I wanted her to cheer up a little, but figured she, being the smartest person at camp she was, would probably already know.
And I decided to leave out the part about seeing Racheal. I seriously didn't want to tell my vision about seeing her as my mortal point while she was mad.
"And then..." I trailed off a little.
"And then what? She asked curiously.
"And then, I heard a voice" I said softly, "The Cord, remember your lifeline dummy!"" I told her.
She looked slightly amused.
I continued "Then I felt a tug at the small of my back, the waters roaring past me. I looked behind to see what was happening. When I did..."
I trailed off again, then tearing my eyes off the sky and looking straight into hers and smiled.
"Then I saw that I was at the camp lake, and at the pier, I saw you."
I saw her lips slightly curl up and she was definitely trying to hide a big smile.
"And then?" She asked, her voice soft as feathers and barely above a whisper, only possible to be heard by me who was kneeling right next to her.
"And then you said, "Hold on Seaweed Brain, you're not getting away from me that easily!
Then I saw you reaching out your hand to me at the pier, I stared at it for a second. And then you said, "You are such an idiot sometimes, come on. Take my hand""
She just listened intently with a small smile on her lips. I continued, "Then, the memories became sharper to me, everything coming into detail to my eyes, you were wearing your Camp Half-Blood T shirt, your blue shorts, and the Yankees cap, which should've made you invisible but didn't."
"Then I took your hand, and all of a sudden, I burst out of the river. I looked around to see if you were there, but you weren't."
"Then what happened?" She asked.
"Then some of Hades's minions came up and I beat them up, but..." I trailed off again.
"But what?" She asked.
I gently put my hand on her cheek, it was warm due to her condition but comfortable, a feeling I haven't had for a long time since the battle started.
"But I realised that the 'mortal point' thing wasn't just a flesh point that had to ground me to this world"
I leaned in a little closer to her face. And she put her good hand on my cheek as well, I enjoyed the feeling of it, even though it was terribly cold because of the injury she took for me.
"I didn't know that for sure then, but now, I think I do" I said.
Her eyes were practically sparkling now.
I leaned in a little closer to her, and we were nose to nose at this point. I could her breath, I could see her beautiful grey eyes sparkling with light. And even though she was a little pale, she looked gorgeous to me.
"And what is the other thing?" She whispered softly.
Instead of replying to her, I closed my eyes, and gently pressed my lips to hers. She pressed a little deeper into my lips after my first action.
I could feel her lips on mine, smiling we both were.
I didn't know how long we were like that, but I enjoyed every single moment of it.
The sound of a door opening broke me from my thoughts, but I didn't back away from our interaction.
I heard someone clear their throat, and I pulled back and glanced at Connor Stoll.
"Percy, Mrs. O'Leary just came back with Grover, I think you should go talk to him." I noticed he didn't tease me for kissing Annabeth, because when you're in the middle of a war zone, you wouldn't have much of a humorous attitude, even if you were a Hermes kid.
I got up from kneeling next to Annabeth, and gave a small smile to her, "I'll be back, you just rest here, ok?" I spoke.
"Go. You are needed by the others too."
I leant down slightly to her, and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "I love you Wise Girl."
"I love you too Seaweed Brain." She smiled, and I went off with Connor.
Once we went into the hallway, Connor said, "So...you two are finally together now?"
"Yeah" I replied without hesitation.
"Man, I don't know how the heck it took you guys so long to get together, but I'm happy for you. Congratulations."
"Thanks." I said, without even blushing because it only felt right to me, because I always heard people talk about us being together but we ignored it most of the time like we never heard them. But now, knowing with confirmation that she was the thing that would mean the life to me, it just felt right. I smiled inwardly.
When we reached the living room, it was filled with injured campers. And unfortunately, Grover was eating the furniture, which would've looked funny to most, but we're in the middle of a war zone, remember?
"Dude, we're only borrowing this place" I told him.