Renewed (A Percabeth fanfiction)

Chapter 22

Annabeths POV
When the thing, whatever is was, got my foot I was terrified. Percy saw the look on my face and couldn't stop laughing. I thought maybe Luke threw something or Rachel, Percy's ex who I have ran into multiple times (she says it's an 'accident') did something. Turns out someone was eating at the table next to me and their plate fell off the table and a shared hit my foot. I started laughing and so did everyone in the room. Everyone started dancing and Percy disappeared to gods know where and I turn to see Aphrodite and Hera on the dance floor. Then I hear Percy behind me say "hey wise girl want some sex on the beach?" I wheel around and yell "PERCY!" He rolls his eyes. "It's a drink Wisegirl." I blush and take the drink. It's really good, it's like a pina colada on hyperdrive. I know there's alcohol in it but it's legal.

I have a few more and I'm still fine. I hate how heavy this dress is though and the seamstress didn't hem it enough so I'm constantly tripping over it. I trip over my dress again and my head hits a chair, then the world starts to go dark. The last thing I remember is my dad on the ground next to me.

Percy's POV
I turn and see Annabeth drop to the ground with Mr. Chase next to her. He comes over to me screaming "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS TO HER! SHE LOVES YOU!" "What do you mean 'i did this to her'? What's going on? Why the Hades is Annabeth laying on the ground?" Then I realize. Someone drugged Annabeth. And I will tear apart whoever did it limb by limb. I grab the drink that was in Annabeths hand and go up to the bartender, who is mr. D, and hold up the glass. "What the Hades did you put in this? You gave it to me, and I gave it to Annabeth. What. Did. You. Put. In. That. Drink?!" "Oh Peter calm down I didn't put anything ink that drink. What do you even me 'put in the drink' what happened to Annabelle?" "She took three sips from that drink and hit the ground." He waved his hand. "Peter, she's just a lightweight. She had to much to drink. She didn't have three sips. She had three or more drinks. She's drunk. Let me spell it out for you D-R-U-N-K. Calm down." "Oh, I thought someone did something to her and I got nervous." He laughed. "She's fine. She just gonna be in a lot of pain tomorrow. Give her these when she wakes up." He handed me a bottle of aspirin. I nodded and walked away. I saw almost everyone crowded around her now. Mr. Chase came out of the crowd and said "SO?" "Well, she's not drugged. Just really drunk." "Oh. Really? I thought she only had one?" "Nope apparently, she had more to drink then we anticipated, I'll take her back to my cabin." He nodded and said "watch out there's a small bruise on her head." I picked Annabeth up, who was about 50 pounds heavier than normal because of the dress, and took her back to my cabin. While I was carrying her I noticed a small bruise right below her hair line. She didn't black out. She must have hit her head. That makes so much more sense. I layed her on my bunk and was about to tuck her in when her eyes open and she rubbed her head. She said "Percy why are we in your cabin?" Then her eyes widened. "I hit my head on a chair Perce. Did I miss the rest of the reception? We didn't even cut the cake!" I laughed and said "no Wisegirl, you were out for around fifteen minutes. I just didn't know of you were going to wakeup until morning so I brought you here." She nodded and said "okay, can we go back? Also, do you have any pain medicine? My head h hurts really bad." I nodded and went into the bathroom. I grabbed the bottle of advil I had from the time I was riding a dirt bike and hit a tree. I brought the bottle back to her along with a glass of water. She took the pills and jumped off the bunk "let's go back." I smiled and nodded and probably looked insane, but I am the happiest person alive right now. It's my wedding, my wife's okay, and she woke up exactly when I needed her. Everything. And I mean everything is perfect.