Kept Behind Enemy Lines

Percy awoke the next day, blinking into the light that streamed through open curtains. Momentarily, confusion clouded his mind as he tried to remember why his body hurt so much. Nor did he remember how he got to 'his room'.

He'd passed out before Steve got to the room. At least now he could feel his body, the numbness having fled while he slept.

Percy sat up and groaned, pressing a hand to his sweaty forehead. It was far to hot to be under covers. But for once Percy felt to lazy to leave, sinking into the pillows, half hoping they would swallow him.

"Go away!" He called as a knock his door resonated throughout the room.

"Percy, you need to eat." Steve's voice came through the wood.

"No, I don't."

"You do."

"I don't."

There was a moment of silence.

"You do."

"I don't!" Percy yelled. He winced as he tensed his muscles.

"Let me in Percy."

"What's stopping you?" He mumbled.

"Great." Steve walked in, a tray of food in hand. He sat on the edge of the double bed where Percy lay. "I'm sorry about Natasha. I think she also had her orders from Fury and she is not normally one to disobey him."

Percy blinked, alert in a moment. "Fury?" He asked cautiously. He'd had enough bad encounters with those to last him the rest of his pitiful life.

"Have you met him?" Steve prodded, curiosity lining his eyes.

"Him? Oh,  ah-no. Just an... odd name."

"It's his last name."

"I knew that." Steve hummed disbelievingly. "I did!"

"Sure. Now eat." Steve pushed the tray towards Percy.

"No."

"Percy, in the last three weeks the only thing I've seen you eat is an apple."

"Apples are yummy!" Percy defended. He'd completely forgotten about his rules. Instead of meekly obeying what he'd been told, Percy was arguing freely, not afraid of consequences.

"Percy-"

"They're healthy too." Percy cut him off, receiving a stern glare from Steve.

"I don't care. Eat this."

"No." Percy folded his arms immaturely. Steve, despite feeling aggravation creeping up on him, still found the raven's antics amusing.

"If you don't I'll feed it to you myself." Steve stately smugly, watching as Percy's face morphed into horror at the proposal.

"W-what!? N-no! Hades no! St-stay away!" He spluttered.

"Hades?" Steve tilted his head, all food forgotten.

"What? Did I say Hades? Did I? Did I really? Or are you hearing wrong... from what I hear you are eighty years old. Your hearing must be pretty faulty." Percy reasoned, shrugging his shoulders in attempt to make Steve forget the topic. It could lead to dangerous places.

"My hearing is fine thank you very much." Steve huffed.

"Are you-" Steve cut Percy off with a spoonful of food in his mouth. "Mmffph!" Percy turned an unflattering shade of red.

"Eat it." Steve warned, finally getting serious. The kid needed to eat. Percy may have looked buff due to the serum in his veins, but really with his lack of eating he really should be skin and bones.