(Fem.)Percy Meets Avengers

I Make A Proposal

I laughed as Wanda hugged me.

Steve and Clint's reaction? Oh my gods. That was so amazing.

"How- how are you alive?!" Steve asked.

"Well. I have some friends that work underwater. I also free dive in my spare time."

And you know. The sea takes care of its own.

"The fall alone should have at least broken half your bones." Clint said.

Schist. "Fell out of the St Louis Arch. And I didn't die then."

"You know what? I give up." Clint threw his hands up into the air.

"Okay. So... Anyone going to help me pry Wanda off?"

"You're such an idiot." She sobbed into my shoulder. "I thought you were dead."

I sighed. "Man. How many people are going to think that?"

Steve hopped down into the water and pulled Wanda off of me before sitting her on the dock edge.

Then he did the same to me.

"How did you find this place?" T'Challa asked.

I looked down at the water and swirled my hand in it.

"I don't really know."

I sank beneath the waves, comforted by them.

But unfortunately there was a piece of debris, which the rough sea threw against me.

I groaned in pain and held my head. The water around me stilled.

Water swirled around me and Dad appeared.

But by the time he appeared my vision was turning black.

"Percy?! Are you okay?! I'm so sorry. I'm sorry."

I was vaguely aware of him pulling me against him, supporting my head gently.

I nestled closer to him, the warmth easing me to sleep.

"No. Percy! Stay awake!" Dad jolted me, trying to keep me awake.

I grabbed ahold of his shirt.

"Per-" That was all I heard as I passed out.

I don't really know what happened.

But I woke up about ten minutes away, with the coordinates for this place echoing in my head.

"Come on. Let's go get you some dry clothes." Steve hoisted us up.

"Okay." I don't technically need a dry change. But still keeping the secret.

"I will have some sent to Wanda's room. And I will have a room prepared for you as well."

"Thank you sir."

Everyone stared.

"What?" I tilted my head slightly.

"You...you were just polite. And addressed somebody with sir."

Oh. "I believe someone somewhere just had a heart attack."

Probably my dad.

Or Zeus. Or Apollo. Or Hermes.

Or any of the other gods.

"Bucky decided to go cold again. At least until we figured something out." Steve said.

"Wait. The others are going to be looking for you. So wouldn't that put T'Challa in danger?"

"My people can handle themselves." He said.