Percy Jackson and the Avengers {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 32

~Three years later~

Steve POV
Bucky and I were out on a date and we were talking about random things when my favorite old song came on and Bucky stopped. I stared at him in confusion. The band came up to us and Bucky got up. "Steve. You know I suck at words. And being around you just makes it worse. But I want you to know that from day one, the first day I met you down in an alleyway. I knew I loved you and wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you so much. Will you marry me?" He got down on one knee while talking. He opened the box and a beautiful silver band with a rainbow array of colors around it. I stared completely dumbstruck. I nodded and pulled him up and smashed my lips against his. I felt tears slide down and heard people cheer. I heard few boos but I didn't care. I pulled away and Bucky slipped the ring on. I kissed him again and then wrapped my arms around him and whispered in his ear, "I love you too." We stood up and started to head with a few cheers. Everyone was smiling. Except one old couple. But their grandchildren scolded them. We paid and headed back to the tower smiling the whole way. Not saying a single word.
Now let me give you a recap of the last three years. First, Clint finally told Bruce and they've been dating for two years now. Tony got back with Pepper. She'll be expecting a ring soon now. Sam and T'Challa have gotten real close and I think they like each other they just won't admit it. Nico, was killed last year. A lot of different monsters got into the tower. Nico and Percy had shoved everyone away and fought them. Percy alone killed over half. Bruce had told Nico that his health is really bad but he ignored him and fought. They got down to the last monster and it managed to knock Nico down once it saw an opening. It swung its axe. Percy screamed in rage and decapitated the thing. Everything was still. Percy had stopped talking. After a month we took him to see a therapist.(Dionysus)He told us he can help him and he's done good. Percy is talking again but he's still so reserved. His eyes are like never before. He's got some life back in him after Peter asked him out on a date. Peter had been a big help. Percy is now twenty and Peter is nineteen. Wanda has tried to get in his mind but he blocks her out. Wanda and Vision are together? We really don't know what's going on there. Oh, and Mrs. O'Leary is reforming. We don't know what happened.
Well, now you're caught up.
We reached our floor and balloons were in our face. "Congratulations!" Was heard. My face went red and Bucky just smiled like an idiot. Percy came up tentatively and everyone went quite. "I know...I know I've been...somewhere else. But, I want to tell you, I'm happy for you guys. I know, that I've been bringing everyone down and now I want to bring everyone up." His eyes lit up, "Let's get this party started!" He yelled and threw his hands up. Everyone yelled. I smiled at Percy. I pulled him into a hug, "I'm glad you're okay." I whispered then let him go and dragged Bucky over to the bar.

Percy POV
I was genuinely happy. After Nico was killed I couldn't take it. It was another death because of me. Then everyone started helping me. Peter asked me out and I started speaking more. We've gone out a few times. Now, there's a wedding coming up. I am genuinely happy for the first time in seven months. Since Peter asked me out of course. We partied hard. Of course Tony was drunk and so was Clint. James and Steve can't get drunk so they sat back and watched everyone else get drunk. I'm not old enough so I stuck with coke. It was pretty funny. After the party Steve, James, Peter,  Dad(Bruce), and I, had to drag everyone's asses to bed. After that we all crashed in our own beds. Of course I didn't sleep. No one knows that I still have nightmares. No one. For the first few months I lived here I didn't have any. Then they started. Just replays. Everyone dying over and over again. After two years of little to no sleep, I stopped altogether. I sat in my bed smiling. Steve and James are happy. They were like my crazy gay uncles because they are my crazy gay uncles. I love them. Honestly. They've helped me get through most of the terrors of war. The one time I had a nightmare and everyone saw they held me down and managed to wake me. They were willing to stay up with me so no one else had too. But now I have Peter. I've crushed on him after a few months of hanging out with him. Then when Nico got here and he saw how close we were he got jealous. Not Peter, Nico. Nico was jealous that I let someone in so easily. And when I lost Nico, Peter helped. He helped through the little things. Making sure I got up, making sure I got out, making sure I was dressed. Then he asked me out and I took a step forward. I talked more, I got my sarcastic manner back. And they don't know that I know that my therapist dude is Mr. D. They think that I think it's a random guy named, Mr. Marion. I thought about Wanda. She wants to help but I can't let her in. Not in my head. She would go insane. It surprises me that I'm not sometimes. I should be locked up somewhere and screaming my head off after everything I've been through. And the funny thing is, besides Mr. D, not a single god has come to make sure I'm okay. They know what's going on. Yet they won't even come see me. Not a single god. That made me upset a little. They all wanted to bless me at one point but now they can't find time to make sure I'm okay. I was genuinely happy tonight.