Seal of the Betrayed

Hello Death

Ch. 19

Percy reappeared in one of the apartments atop the Intercontinental Hotel in Boston, Massachusetts. The first thing he found was a pair of dark volcanic rock black eyes narrowed at him. Zoë sat on the couch, her arms crossed and a look of barely restrained rage on her face. Despite being an all-powerful archangel, Zoë still had the ability to scare of daylights out of him.

"Hello love," Percy said a bit timidly.

"Release me." She said through gritted teeth.

Percy sighed and knew he was about to get his ass handed to him. He walked over to the couch, stopping a couple feet away before using his foot to smudge the lines of the devil's trap that surrounded the couch.

He knew what was to come but didn't even have time to think of it before a closed fist was driven into his jaw sending him stumbling a bit as Zoë recoiled clutching her painfully injured hand.

"I'm sorry." He said rubbing his jaw a bit and looking at her apologetically.

Zoë's eyes snapped up as she glared harshly at him, "Who do you think you are trapping me here? I should just leave and not look back after what you did."

Percy sighed deeply and sat down on the couch, "I didn't have a choice. I couldn't have you there, it was too dangerous." He tried to reason.

"I can take care of myself!" Zoë growled. Her face was red and the look in her eyes was full of anger and betrayal.

Percy stood up and clenched his fists to calm himself a bit before looking at Zoë, "Not against them. You are powerful Zoë, as powerful as I could make you, but Lucifer and Michael could kill you with a snap of their fingers. They are no mere pagan gods or monsters or demons; they are archangels. They are fierce and absolute, heaven's greatest weapon. They are one of the few beings who if they wanted to, they could kill someone and make it impossible for me to bring them back. If they got ahold of you, it would be over. I would hand them Sam and Dean on a silver platter. Given the choice between you and the world, it isn't even a question. I'm just trying to avoid having to make that decision because compared to you, the world means nothing to me."

Zoë stared at Percy as the anger seemed to slowly melt from her face. She stepped closer to him, slowly reaching out to grab his hand as he picked his head up to meet her eyes. Instead of saying anything, she leaned up, standing on her toes and pressed her lips softly to his.

She could feel him smile into the kiss as his arms snaked around her waist, pulling her closer. When they broke apart, she looked up to him with a serious expression.

"I love you Percy Jackson but you need to let things play out as they should. You cannot hide me away thinking it is the only way to protect me. I am not going to hide out until this gets resolved. I can help you. I want to help you. I need to help you. I know how dangerous Michael and Lucifer are, I happen to know all about archangels considering I am married to one. You have to trust me not to be foolish, I would never risk ruining our plans."

Percy stared into her dark eyes as he remembered first meeting her, when he was first captivated by her beauty, the look of a Persian princess she had and how much he longed to have met her before she was a huntress. He remembered how much her death hurt him even though he never showed it and how happy he was to have a second chance with her. He reached up and cupped her chin in his hand and gave her a gentle smile.

"Alright Zoë," he whispered. "But you are going to stay by my side for now on. There is too much on the line to not tread carefully."

Zoë smiled and gave him a gentle push onto the couch before she pulled her shirt off and climbed onto his lap as she watched his smile grow exponentially. She crashed her lips back onto his as she heard him snap his fingers making the lights dim and set for mood more romantic for what was to follow.