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winoa

I woke up in the middle of the night to someone screaming bloody murder. After pulling myself out of my bed I opened the door to my room, almost running into one of my two roommates, Anaise.

"Is that Annabeth?" I asked her after my eyes adjusted to the light in the kitchen. Another hair raising scream sounded from behind Annabeth's closed door.

Anaise didn't answer my question. Instead, she pushed a phone into my hand and said, "Call the emergency number here. I'm going to make sure that no one else will wake up from this." And then I watched her leave our dorm and walk into the hallway, closing the door behind her.

I didn't understand why she didn't want any of the teachers or students to hear her but I obliged, pressing Emergency Contact on Annabeth's phone.

"Hello," said the answering machine, "You have reached Annabeth Jackson's emergency contact. To proceed, press one." I quickly pressed the number and waited for the call to connect.

After two rings someone answered; "Babe? Did you forget the time difference again? It's like 3am he-" A deep male voice asked from the other end. I momentarily wondered who the guy was and how was I going to explain the situation to him but Annabeth shrieked again from behind her door and the guy stopped talking.

"Hello?" I asked, thinking the connection had broken or something.

"I'll be there in 10." And then the call ended.

Anaise burst through our dorm door, her hair a mess, saying, "It's cool. Nobody's waking up any time soon. Did you call Percy?"

I bit my lip, "Yeah, he said he'd be here in 10 minutes but are you sure we shouldn't tell a professor or the guidance counselor or her family maybe? Because he sounded like such a playboy and I don't think he'd be able to do something even if he came." I said, just as Annabeth stopped screaming. We both stayed silent for a moment, then we heard sobs and cries of pain.

"He's the only one who can help her, trust me," Anaise said, then started pacing around the living room.

The ten minutes took forever to pass, since Annabeth's constant screams of terror made it hard to focus on anything else. But then someone pounded on our door and Anaise ran to open it.

Behind the door was the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen. He had tan skin and a sharp jawline, drawing eyes toward his long-lashed green eyes and wavy black hair. Anaise looked tiny next to him, and I suspected he towered over 6 feet.

He didn't even pause to say hello. Instead, he ran past Anaise and me and straight into Annabeth's room, almost unhinging the door on his way in. I caught a glimpse of Annabeth, flailing her arms and legs with tears streaming down her cheeks as she mumbled words silently, before Percy slammed the door behind him.

I gave Anaise a look but she spoke before I could get a word edgewise. "Don't even start, Noa. They've been through some shit together and yes, he's the only one who can help Annabeth deal with her PTSD."

Brushing off the fact that she called me Noa - which she knew I hated because I was called Winoa - and widened my eyes. "PTSD? From what?"

Anaise rolled her eyes, "I'm not allowed to say. That's their story." I heard murmuring from behind Annabeth's door and sighed. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy.

Suddenly, the door opened and both Annabeth and Percy exited her room. Anaise smoothed her hair and smiled at both of them, while I stood their awkwardly.

"Thanks for calling him, Winoa," Annabeth said, her grey eyes looked at him and I noticed she instantly relaxed as he smiled at her. I wondered what they had gotten their post-traumatic stress from but I decided that it was a different story for a different time.

Instead, I smiled, "How long have you been dating for?" If he was going to come around a lot, the least I could do was get to know him.

"Dating? Oh, we got married when we were eighteen," Percy said, flashing a lopsided smile.

"What?!" I gasped. Annabeth was only nineteen years old and she had already been married for a year? I always imagined her getting married when she was like thirty or something because she seemed so not into guys and pretty responsible.

Annabeth nudged Percy, "Great job, seaweed brain. Now my roommates think I'm even weirder than I was before." She gave him an icy glare.

"Sorry wise girl, I just couldn't help myself. I need the entire world to know you're my wife." Percy answered happily, kissing her forehead lovingly and whispered something into her ear. They looked so cute together.

"Well if we're already spilling all my secrets, you might as well tell them about the other big news," Annabeth said defeatedly, rubbing her almost flat stomach while Percy squeezed her tightly, resting a hand protectively on her shoulder.

"We're pregnant!" Percy burst happily. My jaw almost hit the ground.

"Pregnant?" Anaise asked, I had almost forgotten she was standing right beside me.

"One month." Annabeth smiled happily, she already looked like she was glowing.

"Congratulations!" Anaise and I said simultaneously.

I knew they'd have a perfect happily ever after right at that moment, when Percy looked at her like she was the best thing in his life.

Although, I sensed this was only their beginning.

A\N: Hey guys! What do you think of this chapter? Be sure to comment and vote so that I know what to write in the future and if you have any Percabeth one shot ideas I should incorporate into my story, either PM me or comment on this story.

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