Remember when Annabeth was all tired, injured and crumbling when finding the statue of her mother? She felt like dropping. She was tempted to just sit there and cry, go into eternal sleep. No shoulder to cry on, no body to lean on for support. Nothing. She couldn't feel like going any further. She needed somebody. She needed Percy. More than anything, if there was one thing that could revive her, it was Percy.
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Percy Jackson/Heroes Of Olympus Headcanons & One-Shots
FanfictionAre you a PJO/HOO fangirl/fanboy/fanwhatever? Are you craving something deep and emotional? Are you so desperately wanting to read something just to make you swoon with fluffy fangirling? Well this is the book for you. These are a collection of head...
