And then , when she got off the swing, it would all be over; the little chance at freedom she got would be over and she would have to return to the cruel cruel world which had forced her to grow up eons before she should have.

But right now, she would just sit on that swing and cherish those little moments of hope and peace she got ,that little bit of freedom she had as she flew.Because she was Annabeth Chase and she was tough and solid,unbreakable and invulnerable.

So she would just fly on the swing like she did every night. She would fly away to would fly like that little five year old girl she had never would let her anxieties and troublesfly away with the gusty wind that made her hair fly behind her.

And suddenly he was there behind her pushing her higher and higher as she flew, the moonlight reflecting of him making him glow ,his eyes swirling like the waves of the ocean,chuckling as she let out a delighted she knew .She knew that he would always be behind her pushing her higher and higher till she touched the sky.

Because she was Annabeth Chase and he was Percy Jackson. She was the one who wanted to fly ,risking the he was the one who would always catch her before she fell. Maybe it was just her but the stars seemed to be a little brighter that night and the colours of the world a little sharper.