Nat POV
I hated seeing Percy like that. He was my little brother and I can't help while he overworks himself. Percy didn't say anything after that. He just walked out with Bianca. I could see that the other had millions of questions about what happened. But Steve was the only one brave enough to voice the questions.
"Who was that, Nat?"
"That was Percy Jackson. He is a SHIELD agent and an old friend."
"Why were you fighting?"
"Because he is a stubborn asshole who won't let anyone help him. Even if he needs it. Fuck. Why does he have to be so stubborn?"
"Why don't you go and try to talk to him?"
"Already tried that. He just needs time to process things."
"Process what?"
"That's his daughter. His wife died in childbirth a week ago. She was everything to him. Now he is struggling and he won't let me help him. I promised Annabeth that I would take care of him."
"You were there when she died?"
"What? No. It was a promise I made a long time ago. Before everything went to shit."
I left the room.
