Percy and you had been dating for a good 5 months now, and you'd slept in the same bed, bathed in the same tub, yknow, couple stuff. You'd never really experienced one of his nightmares in all your time of being together.

Until tonight. He'd woken up in a cold sweat after a memory of the Briarwoods consuming his brain. He shot up, causing the blanket to tighten around you, which definitely shot you awake. "Percy.. are you okay?" You asked.

"Oh just.. just fine, my darling." He mumbled softly, wiping sweat off his forehead. His breathing was labored and clearly scared.