Mellifluous

A Week Before

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson Series or Sleeping With Sirens.

Percy's POV

"GAAAAAH!!! AHHHH!! No. You can't. Please. No. Not again."

It was 2:00 am. I jumped up an ran to the guest room in my mom's New York apartment. To the guest room that Annabeth now resided in. It's been a week and a half since the war against Gaia and waking up to comfort my girlfriend has become almost second nature to me.

I ran to the bed and held her in my arms. My back was resting up against the wall with her head cradled in my neck. Her arms automatically wrapped around my neck, clutching to it as if I was keeping her head above water. As a son of Poseidon that's possible. But ironically I was also her anchor as she was mine. Keeping each other sane is what we do best.

"Shhh. Shhh. It's ok. I'm here now. We're safe." I whispered in her ear.

Her breathing slowly steadied and her sobs became less intense.

"Did she have another nightmare?" My mother asked. I nodded. "That's the fourth one this week. If it weren't for her mother I would say you two should share a bed. I trust you two." She said with a slightly sad smile on her face.

I laughed. "If only." Athena barely agreed to the current arrangement, but seeing as we both had nightmares after Tartarus and the fact that we would both be attending the same high school in the fall, it just made sense. My mother, of course, was thrilled with the idea. She got to spend time with her 'favorite future daughter in law' as she liked to refer to her as when my mom and I were alone.

She smiled as she exited the room. "Goodnight son. Make sure Annabeth gets a good nights rest."

As glanced down to check on my love with worried eyes, I brushed my hand across her check to wipe away the tears that had slipped through. "You can open your eyes now Wise Girl. She's gone." I whispered knowingly. She doesn't like other people to see her cry while conscious, fearing they would give her the attention she desperately doesn't want and give her the pity she desperately despises.

She sighed as she opened her stormy grey eyes and looked up to me with the brokenness I saw when I looked in the mirror. "They killed you." She said. Her eyes turning blank as she continued on. "Tortured you right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it. I hate not being able to do something. I couldn't think, I couldn't plan, I couldn't strategize. It was like I had my Athenian intellect sucked out of me and all I could see was you. All I could hear were your screams."

She started to cry as I took her into my arms again. I can't stand seeing my Wise Girl like this. I wish I could take away the pain, but I knew she wouldn't want to forget. We went through so much and it brought us closer together if that were even possible.

As she continued to cry I started to softly sing to her, knowing it would calm her down.

"Is it naive to make plans that seem so far away?
There's a reason I feel this way,
You're sleeping alone,
(You're alone)
I'm awake
When you dream of me tonight, am I close to where you are?
(To where you are?)

Lay me down,
And tell me everything will be alright,
(Things will be alright)
Things will be alright
(Things will be alright)
Lay me down,
And tell me everything will be alright,
(Things will be alright)
Things will be alright
(Could)
This could mean everything or nothing at all
(All)
You take what is real (all, all)
I'll give you my all