Disclaimer: As much as I wish I never have and never will own PJO- that's Rick Riordan

Annabeth and I have a... Complicated relationship. I place all of my trust in my feelings but Annabeth seems to think that they're... Illogical. But I'm understanding about her reluctance to be emotional. Very understanding.

We were sitting on the end of the pier, our toes tickling the water, when she rested her head against my chest and said the second strangest thing that I have ever heard.
"Percy" she said.
"Hmm" I mumbled because that was about all I could manage with her so close.
"I don't love you."
I blinked and sat up.
"You don't love me?" I asked, because I'm pretty sure that I heard her wrong.
Most girls don't go around telling their boyfriends that they don't love them.
Do they?
"No I don't. But I like you! A lot. I mean, you're my boyfriend, I have to like you. Wait no! I didn't mean it like that! I don't have to like you-"
I wrapped my hand around her mouth to stop her from rambling.
"Annabeth" I said.
She nodded because that was about all she could manage with my hand blocking all means of speech.
"I don't love you too."
She smiled. Not that I saw it, I could feel her smile under my hand. That's when I figured that I should take my hand away. She hugged me and didn't say a thing (because there was no need for words, we didn't love each other, remember?) as we watched the sun set.

Three months later Annabeth was over at my house trying, and failing, to help me with my homework.
"But if H is the sign for hydrogen then what's the sign for helium?" I asked.
"He Seaweed Brain. He is the sign for helium."
Sometimes I don't know how she does it, put up with me that is. Sometimes even I can't manage that.
"How do you do it?" I said.
"Do what?"
"Memorize this whole table! It's too big!" I complained.
"Percy, you were meant to memorize it in year nine."
Oh. That explains why I never understood what the teacher was talking about.
"When did you memorize it Wise Girl" I asked.
"Grade six" she said calmly.
I dropped my head to the table. A loud thunk resonating around the room.
"Can we stop now? My head hurts" I whined.
"That's because you hit your head on the table, and, I hate to say it Seaweed Brain, but you can't afford to lose that many brain cells" Annabeth sighed.
"Can we skip the homework tonight and go straight to the kissing?" I pouted, ignoring her jibe.
Annabeth rolled her eyes and pecked me on the cheek.
"That's not a kiss" I complained and then I kissed her.
I felt her relax against my chest as she started to kiss back. I pulled her onto my lap as she lazily wrapped her arms around my neck. Maybe if I knew what she was going to do next I wouldn't have thought of it as lazy. Because, within an instant, her fingers had found their way down my back and were brushing purposefully against my Achilles spot. I broke away from her lips as I tried to breath normally. A thousand volts of tingling electricity ran through my body as I gasped. I still couldn't believe that just a brush of Annabeth's fingers could do that to me. The feeling... It was incredible.
I panted heavily as I looked back at Annabeth, a curious expression on her face. And then she said the strangest thing that I had ever heard. Ever.
"I love you."
Because I didn't deserve a smart, perfect girl like her. But I didn't say anything stupid then, which was a relief. All I did was look into her eyes and said the first thing that came into my head.
"I know, I've just been waiting for you to realize that you do too" and then I said the stupid thing. "I love you too."
Because then I had to deal with her mother.