My Soul

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For Kasoe21:
Here you go, you dork.

PERCY'S POV:

He stared at the water of the beach. It always seemed to calm me down. But not now. Even after 4 weeks, the wound was as good as new. She had left him. Left him. Said that things had changed. She had met 'someone' else.

Was he not good enough? He knew he was stupid, but how could he not have noticed?

The short Iris Messages, the rare phone calls which were quickly ended with 'Very Busy. Gotta Go.' After all they had been through? After Tartarus?

That's when he heard a faint voice whispering his name, "Percy,".

He turned around but found no one.

The voice whispered again, "Here!"

He looked down and found a Nereid. She was exquisitely beautiful, her eyes sparkling and a small smile on her lip but he didn't care.

No one matched up to her.

He asked, "What do you want?"

She whispered, "Someone wants to see you." She offered no explanations after that. She lifted one hand out of the water and caught his arm. Before he could process what happened, she pulled him into the water and they both disappeared in a glow of blue light.

ANNABETH'S POV:

She laid down on the bed but sleep did not come easily. Her thoughts were all focused on one person- Perseus Jackson. She felt awful.

She didn't mean to leave Percy and she didn't mean to hurt him but the pressure got to her.

She was working as an intern and she met him. The mortal - Ray Wight. He was charming. And handsome. And Percy lived in New York and she in San Francisco. There was no time for each other. They had nothing to talk about any more. It was awkward and weird. And she had developed feelings for Ray. And her mother would pop up near the house, or in her dreams, telling her that Percy wasn't the right choice and she deserved someone better.

She fell asleep at last only to feel someone shaking her arm after what seemed like only a few minutes. She looked up and saw Ray with his wide smile and the perfect face and immaculate clothes. He said, "Hey Sunshine! Good morning."

Sunshine? She didn't feel like that. She felt like a Wise Girl.

Gosh, she missed that name.

She excused herself, got into the bathroom and got ready. When she came out, Ray was waiting for her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.

But even when she kissed him, all she could think about was Percy's hurt face when she said, "I'm sorry, Percy but it's over." and his soft whisper of "It's okay. Be happy. That's all I want. I'll always love you."

She thought about the gazillion times they had said 'I Love you', not caring that one day they would stop that and also his eyes and his seaweed brain-ess (being cute and stupid at the same time) and the way he always smelled like the sea and salt and cookies.

She pulled away from the kiss. She looked at Ray's questioning face and said, "I'm sorry, Ray but my heart stayed in New York with Percy Jackson."

She quickly got up and moved about the room, pulling clothes and lingerie and essentials from shelves, completely ignoring Ray's protests and questions.