Five years after the Second Giant War, Leo and Calypso showed up on Annabeth and Percy's doorstep in New Rome, both alive and well. They immediately invited over everyone, and there were tears and hugs. Leo had introduced Calypso to the gang, and, she had to admit, Annabeth got a bit jealous. But she could clearly see that Percy had gotten over the Titaness, and Calypso over the demigod.

Leo had grown taller, almost rivaling Annabeth (whom had grown to a solid six feet over the years) but not quite. He had a beard now, too, and some actual muscles, which was new. He looked about nineteen, compared to Jason and Piper's twenty-one. Annabeth guessed that he had been dead for a little while, and the magic around Calypso's island had messed with his aging.

The demigods had wanted to get right down to partying, but their apartment was a tad too small, so they had opted for Frank's praetor house.

Piper and Jason were constantly poking Leo in the arms and resting their hands on his shoulders, just to make sure he was here and alive and not on fire. Coach Hedge had threatened that if Leo were to do anything like that again, he'd knock him into next year. Then the satyr burst into tears, and no one judged him. Hazel had stared at him, like when they first met. Even Frank had been all buddy-buddy.

The Seven, plus baby Chuck, Gleason, Mellie, and Reyna, were watching Disney's Hercules (Leo's favorite) late in the night. Annabeth was laid out on Percy's lap, baby Chuck, who seemed to really like her, snoring comfortably on her chest.

Looking at her friends-become-family, Annabeth realized how old they all were. She had Percy had just graduated from college, and Hazel was getting ready to attend the university. Reyna was a few months away from her retirement. Annabeth glanced as Coach Hedge rubbed his hand lovingly over Mellie's swollen belly, as Piper removed glasses from a snoring Jason, tenderly placing a kiss on his forehead, and as Frank took a sip from his hard apple cider.*

They had changed so much, but, yet, were the same people whom had been on the Argo II five years ago.

It all hit her at once. For ten years, from seven to seventeen, Annabeth had expected only to live another month, maybe a year. She had never anticipated to that she would live past seventeen, but, here she was, twenty-two years old, fresh out of college, living in New Rome with her boyfriend.

Boyfriend. That didn't seem enough to call Percy. Soulmate usually didn't cut it, either, because most people just didn't understand. They had been through so much together. They were two halves of one whole, but they were still just boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said, craning her neck so he could look at him.

His attention shifted from the movie to her. As did everyone else's, since they were at a rather quiet, dull part in the movie.

"Hm?" he said, cradling the back of her head with one hand and stroking baby Chuck's arm with the other.

"Marry me?" she asked.

His eyes widened in shock, caught off-guard by the question. But the surprised expression quickly got replaced by a warm smile and kind eyes. He pecked her lips. "Okay," he said.

"Alright." Annabeth turned her head back to the movie, kissing her fiancé's palm in the process. She squirmed a bit, careful not to wake Chuck, and got herself comfy again. "Cool."

"Alrighty, then." His hand moved from Chuck to her hip, rubbing small circles on the sharp bone.

"What just…happened?" asked Hazel slowly.

"I believe," said Frank, "they just got engaged."

"Oh."

"Really?" Piper demanded, sounding like her mother was speaking though her. Jason jerked awake. "That's it? No big gesture? No heart-filled speech? Not even a ring?"

"Nope," Annabeth said simply.

"What?" Jason mumbled sleepily.

"Annabeth just asked Percy to marry her. He said yes," explained Reyna. "And…That's it."

Jason furrowed his eyebrows. "Oh. Congrats, guys." There was a round of congratulations, Leo adding a whoop at the end of his.

"There wasn't even a ring!" Piper fumed.

"Don't worry, Pipes." Jason yawned, his eyes fluttering shut. "I got you a ring." His head lolled back, already snoring.

"Yeah, but they didn't–" She cut herself off abruptly. Her face turned red. "Wait, Jason. What do you mean? Jason? Jason!"

Sadly, the reunion was not a sleepover. At least not for Percy, Annabeth, and Reyna. Reyna disappeared next door, and the newly engaged couple went back to their apartment. Everyone else stayed the night at Frank's house.

Percy and Annabeth climbed under the blankets and got all cuddled up.

"Hey, Wise Girl," Percy whispered. Annabeth craned her neck to look at him.

"Hm?"

"Can we have a baby?"

Annabeth smiled softly at him and kissed him. "Okay," she said when she pulled away.

"Alright." She turned away, a giddy grin on her face that she buried into her pillow. "Cool."

"Alrighty, then."

And that was how they made possibly the best two choices of their life.

AN: I hope you all liked it! And I'm sorry of they were OOC (especially Piper). Constructive criticism always appreciated, and review always welcome.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or Disney's (see the possessive 's at the end? That means it's not mine unless mine name was Disney. Which it's not) Hercules.

Have a nice day!

*To show that he's twenty-one and can drink beer and the like.