Percy Jackson and the Tidal Wave of Marvel

Chapter 5: Annabeth

I groaned as I rolled over and woke up to a cold bed. Percy hadn't come back from his walk last night and I had slept alone with nightmares of Tartarus waking me up every so often. Thalia rolled over with a snore and kept on sleeping, a trail of drool on her chin and a piece of hair in her mouth. I got up and walked outside to find Percy. After wandering around for an hour without finding him, I went to Coulson. He looked slightly worried and led me around base to help me find him. Already, Seaweed Brain? I sighed inwardly. We found him asleep close to the hangar where we'd arrived. His black hair was messy and disheveled and his arms were around his knees. He was visibly shaking as he slept and every so often words like my name or other primordial names like Damasen and Bob's names came out. Another Tartarus dream.  He finally jerked awake with a strangled yell and his head whipped around until his eyes found mine. Coulson looked a little surprised and sympathetic.

"Are you okay, Percy?" he asked.

"Yeah." Percy panted. "Just a nightmare." 

    Coulson nodded and walked into the lab, where Fitz was downing coffee like a lifeline and working on our weapons. Three out of four were done, Percy and Nico's swords and my dagger. He was still working on Thalia's spear. He looked up and waved at me with a small grin and I waved back. I led Percy to the kitchen where Skye and Simmons were both sitting, their hands wrapped around mugs of tea and coffee. They were munching on breakfast and looked up when Percy and I came in.

"Ah, morning, you two. Breakfast is on the stove. But judging by his stomach, we may need to make more." Simmons said, eyeing Percy's growling stomach with shock. He nodded and came back with two plates of food. His eyes were disappointedly looking at the food.

"Wise Girl, there's no blue food here." he whined softly.

"Just eat the food, Seaweed Brain. You're the only person I know who eats blue food." I told him quietly and he shoveled the food into his mouth with gusto. We were done eating quickly and looked around the homey kitchen. Pots and pans hung from the wall and the windows were spray-painted with graffiti like "Skye's room, do not enter for fear of waking the beast" and other jokes about the girl's eating habits. The girl in question sat quietly, staring at a computer screen and tapping the keys at an inhuman pace every so often. A blonde came in a few minutes after we were done eating and smiled with a chuckle at the sight of Skye bent over her computer. Then she noticed us.

"I'm Bobbi. You must be Percy," she said to Percy, who nodded, "and Annabeth."

"Yeah. Nice to meet you." I said with a nod. I heard a growl from Skye.

"What's she doing?" I asked quietly as Skye started typing at an inhuman pace, filling the room with the nonstop tapping of keys.

"Hacking something. Probably HYDRA." Bobbi answered. "Or she's trying to put up firewalls against HYDRA hacking us."

I frowned then looked over at the screen. Line over line of coding was flying over the screen and I watched as a green ACCESS GRANTED appeared on screen. Skye clicked on something and video feed came up. A guy in his mid twenties or early thirties was pacing a room and audio came back to our ears.

"How the heck did Agent Simmons manage to go undercover here for at least two months without my notice, agent?" the man growled.

"I-I thought y-you knew, sir." the man stammered. "I honestly would have told you if I knew you hadn't." The other man growled in frustration and stormed out of the room as a female agent came in.

"You should know not to get on the bad end of Grant Ward's temper, Alex. He threw two of his teammates into the ocean to keep them from stopping Garret's plans."

"I heard Garret told him to kill the scientists and he did that so he wouldn't have to kill them, Ally." Alex murmured

"Whatever. You're wanted in the conference room." the girl muttered, leaving the man alone in the room. I looked away to Percy, who eyed the computer screen with worry. His sea-green eyes were clouded with exhaustion, but they were still alert and held a worried look when his gaze wandered to Skye. He leaned over to Bobbi.

"Did she sleep at all last night?" he asked. We knew all too well the effects of lack of sleep. After Tartarus, we had slept for two days straight.

"Probably not. Skye isn't one for sleep when she's working on hacking something."

Coulson walked in with a smile, leading a yawning Thalia and a grumpy Nico into the kitchen.

"I got the paperwork done. You four are cleared for leaving to go to the Avengers tomorrow." he said happily. "Just don't mention me to the Avengers. They think I'm dead and it needs to stay that way."