Heroes of Olympus/Magnus Chase Sickfics

Percabeth

Hello my lovelies! I've had this request from @SolangeloOTP sitting around for an embarrassing amount of time.  I'm going to try my best and I hope you like it dear!  As always, tell me what you think in the comments and I'm always open to prompts or just to chat. 
P.S. I'm thinking about doing a Q&A chapter. Questions can be about anything; character headcanons, personal questions (PG PLS), or whatever else you can think of.  Let me know if you think I should!
P.P.S. I have a headcanon that Mr.D eventually returns to Olympus and Percy will take over as Activities Director. I promise this is relevant to the story.

Annabeth walked through the door of her and Percy's darkened apartment, sat her purse on the table in the entry way.  She walked toward the living room, about to turn on the light, when she saw a sleeping form on the couch.  Annabeth quickly realized that it was a sleeping Percy, toed off her shoes, and took a running leap toward the couch and landed squarely on Percy's stomach.

"Rise and shine Seaweed Brain!"  She laughed.  Annabeth's giggle was cut off as she immediately realized she had made a mistake.

Percy's eyes bulged and Annabeth heard an ominous gurgling sound in his gut.  He shot up and pushed Annabeth off of him to run to the bathroom down the short hallway.  After recovering from being tossed onto the floor, Annabeth quickly followed Percy and found him in a heap in front of the toilet emptying the contents of his stomach.  She knelt down beside him and lightly rubbed his back until he was done being sick.  Percy sat back against the wall and Annabeth handed him a rag to wipe his mouth.

"Oh gods Percy!  I'm sorry!  If I had realized you didn't feel well I never would have jumped on you."

"It's okay," Percy slurred,"I was feeling off when I left for work this morning and totally crashed on the couch as soon as I walked in the door.  I think it was the burrito I ate the other day."

"I told you that gas station food is almost never a good idea.  Also, you have to learn to take a break instead of trying to push through."  Annabeth fixed Percy with a stern look.

"The kids at camp need me.  Ever since Mr. D went back to Olympus Chiron needs help running things."

"You're not doing any of those kids a favor by going to work sick."  Annabeth shot back.

"But-"

"Seaweed Brain, when has there ever been any point to arguing with me?  Daughter of the goddess of wisdom and battle strategy, remember?  Do you want to try to make it to the bedroom or do you think you'll be sick again?"

"My stomach is still killing me, but the bed sounds really nice right now."

Annabeth helped Percy to his feet and the two slowly made their way to the bedroom.  Annabeth grabbed the bathroom trashcan as an afterthought, to avoid any accidents.

Percy started to lay down in the bed and Annabeth stopped him.

"Nope.  Put these on first."  She tossed a pair of sweat pants and an old t-shirt to him.  She resisted the urge to laugh when they hit Percy's chest and flopped onto the bed, all while Percy watched.

Percy picked up the clothes and slowly stepped out of his jeans and camp t-shirt, relishing in the softness of the sweatpants.  He crawled into bed and Annabeth squatted beside him and put a hand to his forehead.

"It doesn't feel like you have much of a fever, I figure it will go away once all of this passes through your system."  She brushed his hair out of his eyes as they closed and watched as Percy drifted off into a, hopefully, peaceful sleep.  Annabeth placed the trashcan beside the bed before turning out the light and closing the door.

Annabeth had just laid down to bed a few hours later when Percy shot up and, thankfully, aimed for the trashcan.  He heaved for a few moments, to no avail, before flopping back onto the pillow.

"I'm sorry sweetie. I know you must feel miserable."  She rubbed his shoulder and handed him a glass of water that had been on the bedside table.

"Slow sips.  We don't want that making a reappearance, do we?"  Annabeth chided as Percy started to gulp the water, no do dehydrated.  He slowed down and handed the glass back to Annabeth when he was done.

"Never let me eat gas station food again."  Percy rasped.

"Deal."  Annabeth promised.

Annabeth waited until she heard Percy's breathing even out and rolled over and closed her eyes as well.