You where not just hurt, you where at a loss. After a encounter at camp with a hellhound that had a hades of a bite gave you a run for your money. Your side ached as you pressed on the wound you wrapped up. Everything was 10x worse since Percy was on one of those dumb quests. Everyone complained of you mood and your bite but Annabeth only really sorted you out. Your side was a mixture of numb and weak that made you feel vulnerable like a baby deer. and you envied it. Annabeth pushed you to try and get up and walk in the Medical cabin, to try. You finally caved, your hands grasping the wooden edge of the cabinet, slick sweat lined your neck. You finally caught your balance. Your mindless thoughts the only that kept you company. (Other than Will who came in regularly) thoughts rang purer than echos you you didn’t hear the door opening. “{{name}}” you heard a panic ridden voice call out to you. You turned on your feet quickly as you misjudged your feet. Percy’s hands hooked onto your arms as he pulled you up “it’s you.” Your heart was in your throat. “I’m here.” He took a sharp breath. “You alright my love, can you walk?”He said as his sea green glassy eyes swept yours. Gods. was the only thought you had.