Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. That lucky duck Rick Riordan does.

Percy's POV:

It couldn't have been more perfect. The war against the Titans was over. Camp was starting the flourish again. New campers were flowing in. New and old campers were getting claimed every day. And, oh yeah, I was dating my best friend.

Breakfast had just ended, so as usual I walked down to the sword training arena. Thinking of nothing but getting a few reps done before I went to see Annabeth. Bad news, someone was already in the arena, and at the rate they were hacking at the training dummies, I wouldn't get a chance to use them. Good news, falling from underneath the her helmet was a length of blonde, shining ringlets. Annabeth.

I ran down the hill, stumbling along the way, and caught Annabeth's shoulder with a "Hey."

She started, then swung around and smashed her sword into me. Good thing I was invincible, otherwise I'd have lost a good chunk of my arm.

"Oh my gods Percy! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Invincible, remember?" I pointed my thumbs at my chest.

"Right," She said with a grin. "Wanna spar, Seaweed Brain?"

I didn't answer. I just pulled out Riptide and we went right to it. After a few minutes of hard battle, I realized that Annabeth wasn't concentrating like she usually was. I was actually holding my own. She had that look in her eye that was half in the present and the other part of her was somewhere far, far away. I took advantage of that and, using the first move I learned from Luke that very first summer, I locked the hilt of my blade with hers and twisted. Her sword tumbled to the ground but Annabeth didn't seem to realize it.

"Yoo-hoo? Wise Girl?" I snapped my fingers in her face. "Earth to Annabeth!"

"Oh hey sorry Percy I was just…"

"Thinking yeah. Anything I can do?"

"No, it's just… nothing. Let's go again."

"Or we could go to the beach."

She nodded and shed her armor. Gods she was beautiful. She was just wearing shorts and her orange camp t-shirt, but she was still so beautiful I wanted to cry. I shook my head. Easy, Percy. Right now just try to figure out what's on her mind. That's all.

We walked along the beach hand in hand. I pulled her to a stop at a large rock that was somewhat flat and dry. I pull her over to sit next to me, but she scoots over one of my legs and sits in between them. I ignore the urge to turn her around and lose myself in her lips. She doesn't. It's a simple, sweet kiss at first; then it becomes more passionate. My tongue explores the inside of her mouth while my hands knot more securely into her hair. I come up for breath and Annabeth begins to kiss my neck, her hands on the small of my back at my Achilles' heel. Tingles course through me, radiating from that spot. This goes on for a while, but once we stop neither of us speaks while trying to catch our breath. I'm the first to break the silence.

"So do want to tell me what's been bothering you?" She tenses up, then answers carefully.

"What do you mean?"

"Come on Annabeth, I know you. You were off at the arena and haven't said a word since then. I think I know when something's up.

"You seem to know me pretty well."

I tread carefully, knowing these are dangerous waters. "I think I do."

She won't look at me. So I gently tilt her chin up. "Annabeth?"

She sighs. "Fine, well, um… I had this dream…"

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