The next thing that I remember is being in complete shock. The week that I was kept in the hospital flew by quickly. By the time I was able to go home, I couldn't register really... anything that had happened. I still looked around every few minutes, wondering where Annabeth was.
And that's when I found you.
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a week after the battle
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Percy walked towards his house, still not registering anything. He didn't live to far away from Olympus, just a hour or two walk. The entire time he was walking he was mulling over what happened in the throne room.
"Perseus Achilles Jackson, for your service in the war, we grant you three wishes, keep in mind those... dead, must stay dead. But along with that, the remainder of your life will be lived out in peace, at least from the monsters, and if you so wish, the gods."
"BROTHER! Yes, Percy needs peace, but you can't just keep me from my son again!"
Hades rubbed his eyes, already done with being an Olympian again. "We owe him at least this, Poseidon, Zeus is right. We leave the choice to Percy."
The gods turned to him expectantly. "Well?"
Percy looked up, his face devoid of emotion. "I don't care."
Ares stared at Percy in shock.
"As for the wishes, um... a portal between camps? Jason-" Percy's voice cracked. "Jason wants... wanted that. And for that stupid not being able to visit your kids thing to be abolished. All gods must claim their kids by thirteen."
Zeus sighed. "Granted."
Percy nodded. Poseidon stood up and shrunk into human size. He walked over to Percy and hugged him. "Go home, my boy. If you need me, just iris message. I love you."
Percy melted into the hug. "I love you too, dad."
Percy was shaken out of his thoughts by a force pushing him to the ground. Or rather, not a force, but a... chest?
Percy looked up and a man with blue eyes and blond hair in what looked like jogging clothes reached out his hand and apologized profusely.
"I'm so sorry kid! I wasn't looking where I was going."
Percy looked at the hand, and then back at the man. He accepted the hand and was pulled to his feet. "You look familiar." He stated bluntly.
The man rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, I'm Steve Rogers."
Percy stared at him blankly.
"Captain America?" The blond man asked tentatively.
Percy blinked and then his face brightened slightly. "Oh! The guy Nico is obsessed with! Got frozen... or something..." Percy trailed off awkwardly.
Steve looked surprised, but a bit relieved that the guy in front of him doesn't recognize him. Well, much. Steve held out his hand. "As I already said, Steve Rogers. You?"
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Fanfiction"Percy!" A panicked voice calls, sounding like it's not the first time they said his name. "Are you okay?" Percy stills, not sure what to say. His mouth opens and then closes again and his gaze flies to a scar running down his arm. "Time heals all w...
