Percy Jackson and the Avengers

27

I winced.

Dad stared at me, furious.

Actually. Underneath his anger I could see the fear.

For me.

I slowly sat up. Dad clenched his jaw but said nothing.

"I didn't want to worry you." I whispered.

I looked down. Looking at the disappointment no doubt in his eyes would only bring me down further.

I felt him wrap his arms around me.

"Percy, my son." He held my head to his shoulder.

"I- You aren't disappointed in me?"

Dad let out a shocked noise before laughing.

He kissed the top of my head. "Never. Child, I love you."

I relaxed into the hug.

Then Dad pulled away and stared me in the eye.

"Why haven't you been eating?"

Schist.

He stared at me expectantly.

I looked down.

"Ithrowupaftermynightmares." I mumbled quickly.

And thankfully he didn't understand for once.

"What was that?"

Drat.

I sighed and looked Dad in the eyes.

"I throw up after my nightmares. If I eat I'll just end up throwing it up later. It's easier not to eat."

Dad closed his eyes and drug a hand down his face.

"Percy-"

"I didn't-"

"Don't give me any of that! I know you don't want us to worry! But I'm your father! You should have at least told me something was wrong!"

He's right. I should have told him. I should have told someone. Anyone. I looked down.

Even if it was just Tony. Or Nat. Or Clint.

I should have said something the moment the Avengers took me in.

Not as a prisoner. As a member of their family.

"I know I'm not going to win any parent of the year awards any time soon. But I love you and I do care about you. I can't speak for the others but I truly truly love you and think you've done enough for this world and if you want to leave again and never even fight in this war I'd understand and I'd make the others understand that too."

Dad tilted my head up. Looking in his eyes, I could see his underlying guilt. His sorrow. And...love.

I wrapped my arms around him. "I'm sorry." I mumbled into his shirt.

Dad returned the embrace as I continued to mumble.

"Sh. Child. It's okay. It'll be okay." He kissed my head.

Poseidon

I held my son to my chest as he continued to mumble nonsensical apologies.

He has nothing to be sorry for.

Well the not telling me part maybe. But other than that...

"Percy..." As I said that he tightened his grip on me.

"Huh?" He asked, his voice wavering.

"Do you want to leave?" I asked softly.

It would break my heart if he left again, forever. But it would kill me if he became broken beyond repair.

At this point it's possible.

Hard. Improbable. But possible.

Shifting he looked up at me with his haunted, shattered sea green eyes.

"No." His tone...so set...

"Percy. Please. I don't care if the other gods suspect me of treason or anything because of this. I don't want you to get hurt. I know you won't survive another war and have a semblance of yourself left." I pleaded with him.

I'd rather have him leave than die, physically or mentally or emotionally.

Tears sprang to his eyes. "I don't want to fight anymore." He whispered.

"I know my son. I know." I ran my fingers through his hair.

"A hero's fate...is not kind...but you, my son...have suffered and lost more than any other." I said.

Percy sobbed and buried his face in my shirt.

"All my fault." He choked out.

Why can't he see it's not his fault? Even with his flaw...

Wait.

He said he wants to keep his friends and family safe.

So that may be why he blames himself.

I sat on the cot and lifted Percy onto my lap.

He looked at me, head tilted to the side.

"It's okay." I whispered pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Nothing was your fault Percy. Nothing you could have done could have changed it."

He opened his mouth to argue with me but I didn't give him a chance.

"There is nothing you could have done. Because even if you died they probably would have died as well. And..." I trailed off, hugging him tighter.

"I would have lost you." I whispered.

Percy is my favorite child. And I love him. And I'm overjoyed that he actually calls me his father.

A lot of demigods never acknowledge us as parents always as gods.

And that does wear on some of us.

Zeus doesn't care. And Hades feels like he has to distance himself so he doesn't make a mistake with Nico.

"I love you so much Percy. I'm not lying. Losing you would be horrible." I whispered in his ear.

"I love you too Dad." Percy buried his face in my shirt.

"Just please. Don't ever think about killing yourself again."

"Okay Dad." He curled his fingers in my shirt.

"I'm holding you to that." I moved so I was laying on the cot, still holding Percy against me.

"You know how well that will go." He chuckled.

I sighed. "Get some sleep Percy. I'll stay with you." I'm not giving him a choice. I used my powers to lull him to sleep.

"Thanks Dad." He said before his body relaxed and he fell asleep.

"Your welcome my son." I kissed his head and fell asleep soon after.

A wild update appeared.

Author uses excuse!

It's not very effective.

Haha yeah...

I updated. Enjoy cause I have tennis now. After the bus was 27 minutes late.

See yah.