The Moon's Lover

17

Artemis PoV

Percy passed out, falling atop me.

I crawled out from under him, praying for someone to come help, Percy.

A teenage boy walked into the room with urgency.

"Who are you, and what are you doing with Percy?" He asked.

"I'm his wife, Artemis. He's injured. Who are you?" I responded.

"I'm Dylan, one of Percy's soldiers. I heard someone praying for help for him, so here I am," the teen responded.

"Are you a doctor too? Percy said medical training was normal," I questioned.

Dylan nodded. "Where's his injury?"

"He's got a fractured skull and he's bleeding heavily," I answered.

Percy groaned, rolling over.

"Dyl? What're you doing here?" My husband asked.

"Dude, you need medical attention. I'm here to help," Dylan responded.

"I'll need your help," he told me. "I can handle the medical stuff, but I need you to keep him still."

I crawled into my husband's lap, nuzzling into his chest.

Percy smiled and wrapped me in a hug.

Dylan injected a clear serum in Percy's neck, then began to work on my husband's head.

When he had finished, Dylan stood and bid me adieu.

"Till next time," he said gentlemanly.

"What makes you think you'll see me again?" I asked.

"You're my boss's wife," he answered. "You'll be his date at all the events. It'll help ward off all of the girls chasing after Percy, and he'll be much happier."

The soldier looked over at my dazed husband. "You should know that he's been completely faithful to you in your absence. Your husband is a good man."

I nodded, and he left.

Percy squeezed my hand and kissed my cheek.

I smiled. "I think you should rest, love."

"Only if you stay with me," Percy mumbled.

"I wouldn't want to do anything else," I murmured in his ear.

Percy laid down, and I snuggled into his side.

I smiled, closing my eyes as Percy kissed the top of my head, wrapping his arms around me.

I awoke the next morning still snuggled into my lover's side.

Percy was still sleeping, but his eyelids were fluttering. I kissed his cheek, crawling onto his chest.

"Mmmmhh. Good morning, Goofball," Percy mumbled groggily.

I smiled and rolled off him, sitting up. "Good morning, love," I responded.

"Do you like that nickname?" Percy asked. "Goofball?"

I nodded, blushing slightly. "I should probably change your bandage."

"Nah," Percy declined. "The bandages here are made so they stay fresh due to some magic thingie."

Percy then took me into his arms and held me tight. "I missed you so much."

I blushed. "I missed you too."