Percy woke up to a burning hand on his forehead, then a bunch of water. He was having a Tartarus flashback. "Sorry about that. The only working way to wake you up was to have Peril burn you. Thalia already tried shocking you and dumping something purple and sticky on you. She really enjoyed that. Also, Annabeth-" Ari didn't get to finish. Percy rushed to Annabeth's side. "Shh. It's okay. We're not there anymore. It's not real." She woke up and began crying. Percy hugged her, and whisper: "It's all going to be okay. We will always be together. Nothing can tear us apart. Not the Gods, Gaea, idiot mortals, or even idiot wizards. Forever." 

Just a little Percabeth fluff. Sticky Purple goop for all!

Olu