Annabeth's whispering as it really, truly sets in, "I almost lost my best friend. I almost lost my best friend." She feels Percy tighten his arms around her and she presses her lips together, suppressing another sob. She's cried enough - she's tired of it. "I'm sorry," he says. or, Percy gets hurt. Annabeth deals. They're best friends. Post-BotL. [Two-shot. Completed.] [See first chapter for content warnings and other notes.]
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