What Comes Next: A Percabeth Fanfiction

Chapter Thirteen

~Percy's POV~

The hooded figure drew closer...

With the help of a group of Apollo campers, I  scooped Annabeth up bridal-style, staring down onto her emotionless face, eyes-closed, relaxed muscles...barely a pulse. I started making a mad dash to the infirmary, close to hysterics. I knew I was holding so much in my arms, not just one future, but two. I didn't even know if both would even get a future. I'm supposed to, according to society, stay strong for my injured fiancé and innocent, unborn baby, but in a few moments after I hurl through the infirmary doors, shout to no one in particular that I needed help, and lay Annabeth down gently on the nearest available cot., I give up my strength and just let the tears come out. The head doctor and his team come running over and he starts giving his orders. All this is just white noise to me by now, and I'm sobbing into the pillow that Annabeth's head rests on, grasping her hand in my right hand and for a short moment before the team of nurses start working on her abdomen, my left hand gently rubs her stomach, where in a few months, am hopefully going to feel my baby kick. I whisper into Annabeth's ear I love you so much, please, please come back to us soon. A petite nurse, fully clothed and prepared for what I assumed surgery, takes my left hand, which fell to my side, and tells me that I cant stay any longer. I'm about to scream at her a big fat no, and, never, when she just simply shakes her head and says, "Trust me, Mr. Jackson, I've been in this situation before, I don't think you will be able to handle this, it's gonna be too much and I am very, truly sorry. You need to wait outside." when she sees my somber and defeated expression, she continues, "Mr. Jackson? How about you write a letter to both your fiancé and one to your child? Pretend its the last thing you would ever get to say to them and write it all down, you may find it something to distract yourself for a bit."

I look into her eyes, and half-smile at her, grateful for her help. I turn around, and kiss Annabeth slowly on her forehead, whisper another "I love you" and take deep breath while thinking, this may be my last chance to see my family all together (which makes me almost break down again) before letting the nurse lead me outside, to the night sky semi-bright with only a few stars, but only the few I really need to see. I sit down on a nearby stone bench and look up to the sky and in my head say, Hey, Zoe, its been too long since I've talked to you, but I talked to your grandpa, and he was very nice and he sacrificed himself for me to live, much like you in an indirect way, but I really need to ask you that if tonight, Elysium gains a new soul, please be his/her guardian, watch over them for me, if either Annabeth or the baby or gods forbid both don't make it? Thanks, Huntress.

Then I prayed to all the gods, even the ones who I knew would blow me to bits if they ever had the chance. It was probably about midnight and the summer air was at a comfortable temperature yet my mind and my body are exhausted.  

I had taken some paper from the infirmary office as I had walked out, and took that out of my pocket. I uncapped riptide then put the cap of the hilt of the sword to turn it into a pen and started to write. The first was to Annabeth and started like this:

Dear Annabeth,

This would've been my vows to you at our wedding, but now they are my last wish. I love you so much and would be lost without you, you are my world and I wouldn't be alive without you. When we were twelve I first knew that you and I would be together forever. and that I'd do anything to protect you, but now I guess I failed, and I will never forgive myself. See you in Elysium, Wise Girl.

Love Seaweed Brain

The second was to my innocent baby that, if this letter would ever become true, would've been cheated out of a wonderful life.

Dear Baby,

I can't believe I will never get to meet you, your mommy and I loved you ever since we found out you were coming. I would've been able to teach you how to swim, and your mommy would've helped you win your first spelling bee and get into some ivy-league school when you were only 15. I vowed to myself to always protect you, and I guess that wasn't good enough and I am so sorry you will never get to experience this world, but you will live forever in Elysium, and one day, your mommy and I will finally get to meet you. But until then, we will always remember you. I love you, baby.