"How many times have I told you not to get involved with Ares cabin?" Said my beautiful girlfriend Annabeth. I call her beautiful, even when she's mad at me.

"Uh, let's see here...three times a day for...six years...uh..."

"That'd be 6,570 times Percy. How many times have you listened to me?"

"Not once."

"Exactly. Stop scaring me like that."

"You know they can't kill me if they don't know about my Achilles heel."

"That doesn't stop you from getting hurt!"

"Anna, just calm down..."

"Don't tell me to calm down. And don't call me an-"I cut her off with a kiss. She pushes me back. Uh oh, she's serious. I'm dead.

"No, don't try that on me! Look at this!" She holds up a mirror. It reflects off the full body one behind me. There's a cut at the center of my back.

"Oh..."

"Yeah. That's what I don't like. How arrogant you can be, when you nearly died. You need to remember that although they don't know where it's at, doesn't mean they can't hit it." She crying by now. I hate to see her like this. I wrap my arms around her. She grabs the front of my shirt and starts crying into it. I just stand and rub her back soothingly.

"It'll be okay..." She pushes away from me.

"No, stop saying that. You don't know. This is what I was talking about. I hate when you're arrogant. You're acting just like Luke!" She put her hands over her mouth and started crying again. She ran off and I chased after her. I found her curled up and the base of Oracle Mountain. We named it that because that's where Rachael's cave is located. I walk up and throw my arms around her. She shrugged me off. I tried again and this time she looked at me and my heart shattered. She had the saddest face I'd ever seen. She's never like this.

"Why are you making such a big deal of this." No use in trying to comfort her if she's just going to yell at me for it.

"Because you don't know what it's like to worry everyday about whether or not the one you love is going to be okay..."

"But I do. I worry about you all day, everyday. Every bad dream I have is about you, you being in trouble. Battle wounds, maiming, thousands of ways you've died. My ADHD has never been worse. I notice every little thing about you...I love you." I said, as softly as possible.

"So you don't hate me? Even after what I said?"

"No, because you're my Wise Girl..."

She gave me a sad smile. "And you're my Seaweed Brain."

I smiled. We laid down and fell asleep, glad to be over with our first fight...