A.N.

Hey everyone! Cliché fanfic here, don't judge!

BUT WAIT! THIS FANFICTION WILL NOT BE A HUGE COLLECTION OF THE ALL-TOO-POPULAR JOCK MEETS PERCABETH OR SLUTTY CHEERLEADER MEETS PERCABETH. The plots will be a little bit more original, some from mortal's point of view and some from demigod's point of view. Please give it a chance!

Some one-shots may be 1-4 chapters long. I'm hopping not all these chapters will be short and undetailed (if you've read my other story, you will know I'm a fan of completeness and long chapters.) so my goal for this story is to have all chapters at least 1k words long so that way it's more for you guys to read and enjoy and whatnot.

So please, R&R.

Piper's POV (demigod)

You know how people often say that if a couple wants to make it they are going to go through 'ups and downs' and 'fight' a few times? Well, being a daughter of Aphrodite, I completely understand this statement. But really, attempting to kill each other on a daily basis seems to be taking this to maybe-possibly the next level.

We were on the Argo II the day after escaping that disastrous meeting with the Romans.

I heard shouting from deck; I was still in my room getting ready for the day. I walked up and saw Annabeth and Percy screaming at each other in fluent Greek from opposite sides of the ship.

I had heard snippets from other campers at camp Half-Blood that Percy and Annabeth had little fights but in all honesty I had thought it was a romantic type of fight, not an all-out I'm-gonna-run-you-through-with-this-handy-sword kind of fight.

I shot Leo a pitying look before walking over to dish out some breakfast.

Jason walked up from below deck with his hands over his ears, blinking rapidly in the morning light. "What the?-" he asked as Annabeth stomped her foot in frustration and cussed out Percy.

I winced at her choicey words and went to sit by Jason.

"Any idea what this is about?" I asked him, jabbing my fork between the two.

"Piper, I met the guy yesterday, and considering how much I know about Annabeth, very little,I'm fairly certain I have absolutely no idea what this is about." He replied dryly.

Coach Hedge appeared looking like he was going to bash some heads with his baseball bat. I was glad; we were beginning to need a little bit of 'authority,' not that you could really call Coach Hedge authority.

He slid into the seat next to us and bit into an old soda can. "Ah, it's good to have them back." He mumbled through the aluminum.

Jason's draw dropped. "T-this is normal?" He stuttered out.

Coach Hedge gave a bleatty laugh. "This is actually better than normal, usually they have their swords at each other's throats by now."

"How exactly are they still a thing?" Jason voiced the thought I had been thinking.

Coach Hedge smiled a small smile. "You haven't seen them working together yet. It's the most natural thing I've ever seen. And I mean literally. They know every move of the other, while they're in battle hey communicate with the blink of an eye. Percy and Annabeth just go. Sure, Percy can be a totally oblivious idiot but that's what makes Annabeth love him, along with other things. And sure, Annabeth can be an annoying know-it-all but Percy adores it about her. Also, he's the only one who's ever won an argument with her. It's not often, but it happens. Percy and Annabeth just fit. It's so natural when you see them together, even after a little while seeing them do this," he spread his arms out at them, "becomes natural, it's what they do."

I nodded. I wasn't sure I totally understood what Coach Hedge was saying but I knew what he was implying. Annabeth and Percy were uncontrollably, unconditionally, unfailingly, and unfalteringly in love.

"You just seem different Percy! You seem so Roman." I heard Annabeth choke out in English. I looked over. I had understood everything she was saying in Greek but after a little while I chose to block it out.

Percy put his head in his hands and let out a huge sigh. His body seemed to fold in upon itself and he sank to the ground against the wall of the ship. Annabeth stood, looking at him from across the deck. Her hands were quivering and I saw the trace of tears in her stunningly grey eyes. I had never seen Annabeth cry before.

Percy stood, with what seemed like a huge effort and walked over to Annabeth. He tilted her chin up towards his face and she glared at him. Her imitating grey eyes, which were usually a silver shade, were now a swirling storm of metal.

"So Roman." She repeated and choked on the last word.

"No, Annabeth. I discovered a Roman camp. I stayed at a Roman camp. But I am not Roman. A part of me will always be at Camp Jupiter, but my soul will always be with Camp-Half Blood." V He whispered to her.

She shook her head. "How could you?" She whispered and sank to her knees.

Percy swore under his breath quite loudly.

"My gods, Annabeth! I was freakin' kidnapped by Hera! It's not my fault that I lost my memory, why can't you see that? You think I wanted to loose my memory? You think I wanted to forget practically everything?"

Annabeth shook her head and put her forehead on her knees. Her back was heaving up and down and I realized with a jolt that she was sobbing. I glared at Percy for not getting down and comforting her immediately but he didn't notice.

I began to stand up but Coach Hedge grabbed my hand and pulled me back down.

"Don't." He whispered. "They'll sort it out."

"It's-it's not t-that I-it's just t-that I t-thought I l-lost y-you and I c-can't g-go through t-that ever a-again a-and-" she was overcome by another hiccup of sobbing and stopped talking.

Percy sighed and sat down next to her. He didn't put an arm around her. He just sat.

"Annabeth, you know the one thing I remembered? You. I remembered your name. Not your face, just your name and that I knew that whatever happened I had to get back to you. You know why I only remembered you?" He said.

Annabeth shook her head slightly.

"Because even Hera couldn't remove you from me. Hera removed the memories from my brain, but no god or goddess or anything or anyone can ever remove the most important memory in my heart. I love you." He whispered the last part.

Annabeth looked up at him. Her face was slightly blotchy but her eyes were no longer a swirling storm. They held a softness I had never seen before in her eyes.

"I love you too." She replied. "I-im sorry, Percy." She whispered. "I know you haven't changed. I j-just missed you so much."

"I know, Annabeth, I know." He whispered and in one fluid motion he pulled her to him.

And in that quick motion I saw the naturalality that Coach had been talking about.

Percy held onto Annabeth. His strong arms held her body as she calmed her remaining sobs on his chest. His eyes were closed but I was sure that if they had been open we would have seen a wetness in them that not even the son of the Sea god could control.

I know, kind of short. But I'm really hoping that this story will have many more chapters and yeah. Sorry Annabeth's a little out of character and I'm sorry I didn't include any Pecabeth makeout scenes, don't worry these won't all be like that *insert smirk here.* some might even be slightly M rated, not sure yet.

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-AnnabethsJackson