A/N: Based on a headcanon I saw on google. This story contains an OC which is from another PJ fic I've been thinking about. This is my first Percy Jackson fic. and I really hope that you guys like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own 'Percy Jackson and the Olympians' or 'The Heroes of Olympus series.'

Annabeth

"A straight line here… and done!" I exclaimed as I finished my new statue of Aphrodite. It had been 3 years since the war with Gaea, but of course our adventures weren't finished. Just about a month after the war was over, a new child of Poseidon had come to Camp. Her name was Emelia Rhea Jackson, Jackson as Sally had adopted her and Mia wanted the same last name as her amazing brother, Percy.

To say at the least, children of Poseidon always brought some hades of adventures.

"Finally done, Annabeth?" The said girl asked, her raven black hair with the perfect streak of colours hanging over her shoulder.

"Yep," I answered. "Hope that Aphrodite would be pleased."

She snorted, "If she does not get pleased, I'll make sure she doesn't get make-up for a year."

"That would be torturous for her," I agreed.

"Oh well. Olympus knows that I am torturous when I want to be." The devil's smirk on her face sent shivers down my spine. Scary daughter of the Ocean I thought.

"Annabeth, darling, have you forgotten that I can read your thoughts?" She asked me, with the look of pure innocence on her face. "Any way, forget that. Did you meet Perce?" She was serious now.

"No… Actually," I checked my watch; "I need to meet him in the mess hall in 2 minutes."

"'K then. See ya later, Chase!"

Then, she unsurprisingly vanished into thin air.

I quickly went to the mess hall to meet Percy greeting several people on the way. Suddenly, my eyes were covered with the warm and familiar hands which had provided me with safety and happiness for almost 9 years now.

"Guess who?" He asked, excitement clear in his voice as he tried for the umpteenth time to shock or surprise me.

"Percy, you should have realized by now that you can not surprise me," I said, feeling a little guilty, as he had tried so hard just for a little thing like surprising me.

"Oh well," He said as he removed his hands. "One can always hope."

"Yes he can," I smiled, "But not when their girlfriend is a daughter of Athena."

"Point noted, wise girl."

Now I was a little impatient. "Why did you call me here, Seaweed Brain? You know, the other Gods are expecting things out of me."

Now he looked a little defeated. "Well, you'll get to know soon. Why don't you go sit down? I just need to check some stuff with Evan, and during that time, I'll chuck you some fruit, as it is clearly obvious that you are hungry."

"Fine, and thanks. Nobody knows me better than you," I said gratefuly as I went to sit at the Athena table. Only Percy knew that I normally have a bad temeper when I am hungry.

I started talking to Malcom when Percy yelled, "Catch, Wise girl," and without bothering to look up, I caught whatever fruit he threw me, and it was after taking a bite that I realized that it was an apple and that the whole Mess hall had gone quiet.

"What happened?" I asked as I stared at everyone.

"Annabeth," Malcom started, "Did you notice which fruit Percy throw to you?" He asked, uneasiness clear in his voice.

"Yeah, its an apple," I said. Then suddenly I realized. 'In ancient Greece, throwing an apple to a girl means a the girl takes a bite, that normally means that she has agreed and said a yes. But,they still asked the girls after they had taken the bite, just in case they didn't realize that you had just proposed to her'. I remembered telling him this not a month ago. My eyes widened as I looked up and stared at Percy.

"Well, is it a Yes or a No, Wise Girl? Or do you want me to present a ring now only?" He playfully asked me over the heads of all the demigods in the Hall, all of whose had turned to me now.

"Yes," I whispered. There was a moment of silence when suddenly Percy rushed forward and kissed me.

I could've stayed that way forever, except a voice behind us growled, "Well, it's about time!"

Suddenly the pavilion was filled with cheers. Clarisse led the way as everyone charged and hoisted us both onto their shoulders.

"Oh, come on!" Percy complained. "Is there no privacy?" Now I was having a weird sense of deja vu

"The lovebirds need to cool off!" Clarisse said with glee.

"The canoe lake!" Connor Stoll shouted.

With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close enough to hold hands. Percy was laughing, and I couldn't help laughing too, even though my face was completely red.

We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us in the water.

Afterward, I had the last laugh. Percy made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey—when you're the fiancé of a son of Poseidon, you don't have to hurry.

And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time. Better than the first one.

The End.

And that's it. All criticism and compliments are accepted. Disd anyone notice that I took th elast part from The Last Olympian? I just made it in Annabeth's POV... Well thanks! Bye!