The phone fell with a thud on the ground "this can't be happening and this can't be real."

"He can't leave me, He can't be dead! Why? Why were the gods so cruel to her, has she not been through enough".

I barely noticed Piper and Hazel help me into a chair. I faintly heard Piper talk to my step-mom on the phone.

"He's dead! My father is dead.

He died in a plane crash, while coming to New York to meet me." In the living room the T.V blared with the plane crash news.

"No, Annabeth you will not cry. He is not even close to you; there is no need to breakdown.

But…..he's my father, they were getting better and the wedding….."

Ya! Percy and I are getting married in 2 weeks, the precise reason his father was coming to New York.

Nothing made sense to me and I really hoped all this was a dream.

I promised myself I will not cry. The funeral was filled with people coming to pay respect to my father and I realized what a wonderful man my father was.

When I saw him, lying there dear, and my eyes filled with tear. I held back "you will not cry". I saw a lady with red puffy grey eyes kneeling near the coffin, murmuring words and sniffing.

Tears rolled down my face, I couldn't take it anymore. My father is gone never to come back. I felt like a little girl. I remember when I was a little girl; I got lost in the mall and couldn't find him. I felt like that lost and scared.

I felt a hand on my waist tug on me. Percy! He had silently been on my side whole day clutching on my hand. I know that his presence prevented me from completely breaking.

I resisted his tug. He whispered "come with me wise girl". I knew he will not take no for an answer so I let him pull me away from the funeral. Not before I glanced at the coffin once and met the eyes of my mother, who nodded to let me know that everything is going to be alright.

As Percy led me to gods knows where, for some reason I remember goblet of fire, when Barty crouch Jr dragged harry away at the end, to kill him. The thought startled me and I jerked myself away from Percy.

I started screaming "What do you think you are doing? You can't take me away from reality; you can't save me from facing the truth. He is dead Percy! Dead! He will not walk me down the aisle on my wedding; He will not threaten you to take good care of his daughter. He will not be there to meet his first grandchild. He is dead!"

My fiancé simply opened his arms for me, I looked into his sea green eyes and I felt a sense of familiarity, I felt loved.

I buried myself in his arms, his strong and safe arms. I felt so right to be in his arms, to trap myself in his arms, safe from everything. There also of perk of him having such awesome and strong arms. All the training and fighting paid off! The memory of Tartarus came to me, when I wanted to stay in his safe arms forever but I couldn't. I realized now I can be in those arms forever and he will always be there for me.

Percy led me to a bench and sat down, pulling me with him. I curled into his lap. He wrapped his arms around me. He smelled of ocean and I buried myself deeper into him. He placed a kiss on top of me head and held on to me…