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Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson. That extremely awesome position is currently held by Rick Riordan. Oh, and he's seriously cool. Twoshot. Please don't flame.

Chapter One: Percabeth Part One

Annabeth knew something was wrong by the way Ethan Nakamura was sneaking up behind Percy with a wicked grin on his face. She knew that was going to mean trouble. Even though Percy was invincible. She could just feel it, like her and Percy had an empathy link. She could see where it was going to hit. It was exactly one meter away. She had already lost Beckendorf, who was one of her greatest friends, someone she had known nearly nine years. She couldn't lose Percy, someone who she already had such strong feelings for. She just couldn't. The dagger was inches away. She leapt.

She knew that Percy was in danger from the moment she leapt. She also knew she could change that dramatically. It didn't matter that she might die. Instead of obeying her brain, she obeyed her heart. And that was a first for a daughter of Athena.

And when that dagger sliced into her arm, despite all the pain, she knew she had saved someone else's life. And she didn't care, because the joy of saving someone's life was brilliant. And if she died, she would be happy in her afterlife. She would certainly achieve Elysium.

She was still alive, but would die if she didn't get treatment. She could feel the poison in her veins. If she could of moved, she wouldn't of. Because the feeling she was getting when Percy was shouting, "Nobody touches her!" was amazing. And if she died, she would die in Percy's arms. As she closed her eyes, she got that feeling. She was in love.