Summary: Percy proposes to Annabeth and they will live the rest of their days in peace with their friends... or so they think.

Spoiler alert: Thalia doesn't join the hunt and Silena and Beckendorf don't die.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or the Olympians. Or any of the other characters, for that matter.

Ages: Percy and Annabeth are 21, but still living at camp. They plan to move out after they are married.

Annabeth's POV

As I came to be after a good nights sleep, I smiled. Today was my boyfriend Percy's birthday. I got up, got dressed, and picked up Percy's present.

"Time to pay my boyfriend a visit." I thought as I skipped out of my cabin to his.

Percy's POV

I had been up all night waiting for this time. Any minute now Annabeth would come in earlier than usual, and wish me a happy birthday. Then I would propose to her. I glanced over at the ring that I had spent so much time looking at, waiting for this one time. The gold band shone, and the silver diamond was sparkling in my room's early morning light. I flopped back down on my pillow, than sat up again. Better get ready for Annabeth. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the water for my shower.

APOV

"I can't wait! I can't wait! Percy just HAS to love my present," I thought as I walked to his cabin.

When I got to Percy's cabin, the shower was on and Percy called out "Just a sec, Annabeth, I'll be out soon. Just wait on my bed." So I plopped down on his bed. My hand hit something hard under his pillow. I reached under it, half thinking it was just an uncomfterable lump, maybe a sock or two, and my hand clasped a leather bound diary. I was so surprised that I dropped it. The diary flipped open to the latest entry. I gingerly picked it up. I took a deep breath and started to read.

July 14, 2010. 8:48 pm

I have finally picked out a ring. I brought it here last night. I am hoping to propose to her tomorrow. When she comes to my cabin for my birthday, I mean. I love her. My Annabeth.

My mouth fell open. He felt the same way as I felt about him. What most girls wouldn't give to be in my shoes. Because he, the famous savior of Olympus, wanted to marry me. Me. I mean, sure, we've been dating, and kissed once. Twice. Three times. Ok, fine, we kiss a lot. But marry? It was too good to be true.

From inside the bathroom, the water stopped. I hastily shoved the diary back under the pillow. A few minutes later Percy stepped out of the bathroom, fully dressed. His eyes swept over the room, and landed on his bed. I glanced over and saw that a corner of the diary was peaking out. I blushed, and I saw that Percy was, too. Then he got down on one knee, and said, "Annabeth, will you marry me?

"Percy, I-I-I…"

Author's note: Please, please, PLEASE review. Pretty please with a cherry on top? You know you want to….

By the way, this is my first fanfic, so… don't be too hard if it totally sucks.