A Glimpse In Mortality

chapter 10

Starts as Percabeth, will eventually be Percy x Apollo.

Important thing to note... This will be yaoi (boy-boy). Don't like? You do not have to read.

Disclaimer- I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the Heroes of Olympus series. (One can dream though) All rights go to the proper parties.

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November 3rd

Percy POV

I was more than a little uncomfortable with the whole 'favor' thing. I had helped him because he would have died. I didn't do it in order to get something out of it. Looking at him though made it rather clear that he wasn't going to allow me to refuse, no matter what I said.

It was almost dinner time and I had yet to see Apollo eat. You would think that as the god of medicine, he would have known that he had to eat regularly. I believed that it was mostly routine to him to only eat once every day or so. After a few millennia, I had a feeling that it would be hard to break a habit. I had decided to take it upon myself to make sure that he was eating. At least until he developed the practice himself.

I reached into his bag and passed him a baggy of trail mix. He grimaced at the food but took it none the less. I didn't really blame him. His entire pack was filled with nothing but jerky, trail mix, and dried fruit. I would have been tired of it to.

He ate in silence as I tried to think of the fastest way to get to New Rome. I had expected to be there tomorrow afternoon but because of the storm and our injuries, we weren't going to get there for at least another two days.

I frowned as I looked out the window at the swirling mass. I was both excited and nervous about reaching Camp Jupiter. I wanted to see Annabeth again. Zeus had dismissed the other members of the seven before I even had a chance to speak to her. I had no idea how she felt about my decision. I was fairly certain that she wouldn't begrudge me the opportunity to see what godhood was like. After all, it was the most logical course of action.

I snickered at the thought. I knew that if I told her that, she would be asking me when I decided to start doing the smart thing.

I had no idea as to whether or not I would accept godhood in the end. I had never imagined myself seriously considering godhood but now I found myself confused over whether or not to take it.

I loved Annabeth and my mom. I couldn't imagine losing them to old age while I lived forever, always 18. Yet at the same time I knew that I had to at least consider the gods offer. The idea of spending the rest of eternity as my father's lieutenant was very appealing.

All in all, I was very glad that I had a year to decide.

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Apollo finished his food and I decided to take a look at his bandages.

The cut on his forehead was nearly healed and his leg wasn't broken so I knew that would be fine. The deep claw marks on his stomach however were healing much more slowly. They weren't infected but I definitely needed to change the dressings.

As I began to wrap the fresh gauze around him, I finally asked the question that had been bothering me, "Hey Apollo?"

He looked at me and raised one eyebrow, "Yes?"

"If you're the god of healing that means that you should be able to heal injuries to right? Even though you're technically a demigod now?"

The god of medicine nodded, "Yes. I can heal minor wounds just like my children can. Why do you ask?"