Hey guys! So lately, I've fallen in love with the pairing Percy/Reyna. And thus, this story was born. Hope you enjoy, and please review!

Reyna's POV:

"You all raised me as praetor for a reason. I will fight to defend this camp with my life. But these aren't enemies. I say we stand ready, but do not attack. Let them land. Let them speak. If it is a trick, then I will fight with you, as I did last night. But it is not a trick." Percy says, standing his ground.

And so here we are, in the Field of Mars, a huge warship rapidly descending towards us. "I hope Percy's right," I mutter to no one in particular as I glance at the green-eyed boy himself. He is playfully smiling at Hazel and Frank, his arms wrapped around their shoulders. A smile tugs at the corner of my lips.

He deserves some happiness after this mess. After all he's been through; his memory wiped, being "kidnapped" by Juno, his encounter with Lupa, the travel to camp, and his dangerous quest to free Death himself. I can't imagine what Jason's been through.

Jason.

A grin sparks across my face. After so many months, I can see him again. I think about his golden blonde hair, his electrifying blue eyes, and how the deep violet praetor cape complimented his skin nicely. My heartbeat raced, and my mind felt dizzy in excitement. I catch Percy's eyes glancing at me, and I quickly turn my expression into a cold stare unto the horizon.

His eyes flicker back to the warship, and a genuine smile grows onto his face. I feel a spark of jealousy as I realize that Jason might not remember me, but Percy remembers Annabeth. Their reunion will be sweet and romantic, whereas mine might end up being awkward.

No, I think to myself, stay positive. He has to remember me. Percy still remembered Annabeth in the beginning, didn't he?

The ship finally lands, and I don't even hesitate to watch from behind. My feet are softly running to the massive warship, a quiet, "Jason?" leaving my lips. A ladder descends, and a blonde girl with a bright orange t-shirt climbs down first, her eyes frantically searching the crowd. Her eyes, a striking grey, finally lock eyes with the raven haired, sea green eyed boy. "Percy!" the girl shouts, racing to meet him, Percy meeting her halfway with a tight embrace.

I turn to watch Hazel and Frank, who are smiling, happy to see their friend reunited with the girl that cluttered his memories. I turn back to the ship, my palms sweating. This is it. Finally, the golden haired boy appears, and my heart almost leaps out of my chest.

But just as soon as it leaped, it comes crashing down to the ground with such force, it shattered. Because standing next to him, her hand interlaced with Jason's, is a beautiful girl with choppy hair and messy braids. Her smile is genuine, almost pulling you into a trance.

"No," I mumble.

Jason climbs down, the girl following behind him, and when they land on the ground, they lace their fingers together again.

I walk towards him, and say, "Jason? It's me, Reyna." Jason's eyebrows knit together and he frowns. "I'm sorry, I don't remember you." He winces then, as if to prove that regaining his memory is a difficult and painful task. I take in a sharp breath. "Oh, I'm Piper, by the way," the girl besides him breaks in with a cheerful voice. But her eyes speak differently. They flicker to Jason and give off a protective glare.

I stare at her coolly, but it's no use. The way Jason leans against her, it's obvious they are together. It's obvious that I am not in the picture anymore. I briskly nod, and Piper smiles in triumph. I turn to walk away, but bump into someone.

The faint smell of sea salt fills my nostrils, and I look up at Percy, who smirks. "Where are you going?" he asks, blissful to my eyes watering.

"None of your business," I growl, pushing past him. He turn around and starts to me, shouting, "Reyna? Reyna! What's wrong?"

"Everything," I mutter to myself, as I run faster, out of Percy's reach. After a while, Percy gives up, and stops running after me. He pants quietly, and I run faster out of earshot.

And when I reach the Little Tiber, I give in, and start to sob quietly to myself. After some minutes, I clench my fists and wipe away my tears.

Never again, I hiss mentally to myself, never again shall I fall in love. It is not wise, and I should be focused for the upcoming battle with the giants. Love? Love is a mere distraction.

Never again.

Thanks for reading! Please, please review! I would like to know if I should continue this! If I do, I promise chapters will be longer, too. :)

-The TimeMachine