Hello! To all those Percabeth readers out there!

Big thanks to Urau who gave me the idea.

Percy.

The name made Annabeth willing to stop what she was doing to sit and cry.

What was he thinking, leaving her like this?!

After the Great War against Kronos, Annabeth had finally got her dream come true about her and Percy. They had revealed their feelings to each other on his birthday and Annabeth was the happiest girl on that day. But, a few months of dating, and, BOOM! Hera, Her Stupid Highness of Stupidity plucked Percy and Jason in Camp Half-Blood as part of a leader exchange program.

What an illogical plan, she thought, my mother would not approve of this. Atleast for my sake.

And anybody could notice that Annabeth was not the same after that. She bacame more serious around, but allowed herself to cry when she's alone. She has been searching for him without a break.

The gods were no help either. They shut themselves on Mount Olympus and refused to have contact with their children.

"Annabeth,"

That made her come back to reality.

Piper looked at her comfortingly as if to say, I know what you're thinking and I'm sure everything is going to be alright.

"We've landed at camp." she said out loud.

Oh, gods, she thought as she looked out the window of the Argo II. Sure enough, she saw the purple-shirted demigods in a ready-to-attack stance.

She made her way to the ladder and gracefully climbed down to be met with death glares.

Whoa, hostile much, she thought, Then the crowd made way for three people to walk through.

Annabeth drew in a sharp breath.

There stood a girl, about her age, and anybody could say that she was born a leader. Her posture was regal and majestic, but not too proud. Her face held was masked with a calculatind stare as if to read Annabeth's thoughts.

Reyna, she thought. Jason mentioned her when his memory came back.

Behind her stood a... boy, with teddy bears hanging around his belt. He had a permanent smirk on his face which seemed to say, I know how to get you in trouble.

This must Octavian, the insane-so-called oracle.

But none of that mattered to Annabeth as much as the person standing beside Reyna.

Seaweed Brain...

With no second thoughts, she surged forward. And as if they were in sync, Percy move furthe towards her until they crashed with a hug and their lips met.

Finally, she thought as they pulled back. Annabeth stared at his face.

He hadn't changed much, except that he was wearing the cloth of a leader of the enemy camp. His black hair was all out of place due to the wind. His sea-green eyes held a mixed emotion of relief and happiness as he looked back with a smile.

They melted into each other's arms again and both of them murmured the exact same thing:

Life's all good now.

How is it?

Review...

And probably, if requested, I can do a Jason and Reyna reunion.