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Tony's POV

I saw Percy put on a ripped up shirt and walk away. 

This was my nephew. The sweet boy Sally said he was. I had a different approach. 

I changed into a suit and went to the cemetary with Barton. When we got there, Percy had set his gym bag down and was hunched over a grave. 

"God, I am such an idiot. This is when I need you Wise Girl. Every day my stomach churns because every morning I wake and you aren't there. Why are the fates so cruel? Why did they have to take you away? You're gone and I need you. I can't go back there. Not after everything. I could not come to your funeral because seeing you be put in the ground made it seem more real. I want this to be a nightmare so l can wake and see your beautiful eyes. Can you hear me Annabeth? I want to go, but every time I just can't. Mom and Paul are gone because of me. They didn't need to get involved. Everyone is gone because I was stupid. Annabeth I–I couldn't protect you like I promised. I said I was never leaving you again. I failed because now you're down there and I'm still burdened with life. I don't have any family and Uncle Tony could be dead for all I know. Dad is unavailable as always. Please tell me Wise Girl, that I'm dreaming," Percy said sobbing into his hands. 

Clint had silent tears rolling down his face. I walked up to the fragile boy. 

"Percy, it's me. Uncle Tony. Please come with me, I can't bear to see you like this."

 He nodded and grabbed his bag.

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