Okay, so I was thinking a chapter for my other story, Forgotten, but this suddenly popped in my head and I decided to give it a try. I hope you like it!

Some reminders: They are NOT half-bloods, this is an AU. The Chiefs are NOT gods and goddesses. Don't understand what I'm saying? You'll soon find out.

Warning: Character are OOC.

"Percy it's ready!" Nico shouted, just finished applying the oil in the engine, under the hood of the old, rusty Mustang.

Percy popped up from nowhere and quickly got in the driver's seat, trying to get the old Mustang to work with the key. While, his cousin and his best friend were kneeling, in a praying position, praying to all the Chiefs they knew that it will work.

Percy twisted the key, again and again just to have the same result.

"Please. Please. Please. Poseidon make this work!" Percy prayed, almost desperate.

And it was like their prayers were answered, with one twist of the key from Percy, Blackjack's engine roared to life.

"It worked! Guys, it worked!" Grover and Nico's jumps almost reached the heavens and they gave each other high fives. Percy was still seated at driver's seat, suprised but very happy. His grin almost broke his face.

He got out of the car and gave his friends chest bumps, like what football players do.

"Chiefs!" Grover swore, "Finally, our hard work paid off." His grin was even wider than Percy's, placing his arm over Nico's shoulder.

"And the idiot who threw this baby thought it was trash!" Nico said, admiring Blackjack like it was the greatest thing he ever saw. And that's coming from a son of Chief Hades, who manages the dead in funerals and burials.

Reaching for his cellphone, Percy said, "Hey guys, I'll tell Annabeth the good news."

"You do that." Nico agreed. He was actually excited for Annabeth to know the news. She was like a sister to him, since his real sister died from a car crash, and he wanted Annabeth to be proud of him, too.

When he reached to a quiet corner, Percy dialed Annabeth's number, after all the years they've been best friends, he knew her number by heart.

"Hello?" a familiar voice answered at the other side.

"Annabeth! Guess what?"

"What? Percy, I have good news!" It was just a happy day isn't it?

"Blackjack's done! Finished and running!"

"No way! My clients were more than satisfied with the blueprints!"

There was no suprise there...for Percy atleast. "That's the good news? That almost happens everyday. Besides, they're fools if they think your designs aren't good. I mean, you are the best architect I ever knew, after Athena, of course."

Annabeth was grateful that Percy can't see her blushing as red as a tomato. "Actually, no. There is much greater news but I want to tell you in person."

Percy grinned. "Sure, I'll pick you up at thirty minutes. If you see a rusty Mustang at the front of your building, that's Blackjack."

He can hear Annabeth's laugh through his cellphone. "See ya, Perce."

"Bye." he hung up.

Percy rushed out of the garage and changed his clothes, not even caring to take a shower or clean the black dirt on his arms. Annabeth was never like his long-time girlfriend, Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Annabeth never cared what he looked like or what he smells like and that's one of the reasons he liked Annabeth as his best friend. At the other hand, Rachel was like a teacher, strictly checking the attendance, when it comes to Percy. He always need to be extra careful at what he wears or says because one foot out of the border, he's done for it. But that's also one of the reasons he loved Rachel, it gives him more attention to himself, to what he does.

Meanwhile, Annabeth was dancing like a lovesick maniac at her office. She would be usually annoyed when Percy invites her to go with him, especially if there are more work to be done. It means, she needs to feed him like a mother, remind him things to do like a sister, or tell him what to do like a father. But heck, she hasn't seen him for a week. A day of not seeing him was like death for her. She isn't obsessed with him but his annoying seaweed brain was already a part of her everyday routine. She just got used to being with him and she loved every part of it. She just wishes she could wipe off that redheaded and it was her being called "the girlfriend" than just being the "back-up best friend" or worse "the rebound".

"Can you guess it? This just came from the stock but look where it is now!" Percy said. He was driving them to the their favorite place, the lake behind the Strawberry Fields. It was the place where they first met when they were twelve. Annabeth was picking strawberries, while Percy was swimming at the lake and they kinda bump at each other. It was really unclear how they met, it was like destiny. "-nd the very last, the paint job!"

Annabeth just continued to stare at him, remembering the first day they met. "Wise Girl, are you even listening?"

She shook her head, breaking her from her trance. "Umm...yeah. Something about paint job right?" Percy just smirked.

"You should paint it green so it could match the seaweed brain of yours." she teased but when she realized the other thing that was green, she regretted saying it.

"You know, if you put it that way, I don't want to paint it green after all."

She knew the answer to it but she decided to play innocent. "What do you mean?"

Percy glanced at her. "I was thinking to paint Blackjack green so it could match Rachel's eyes but I forgot green is also the color of seaweed." he joked but sounding a bit dissapointed, like someone told him his mom's cookies weren't delicious.

They both knew that Annabeth doesn't need to respond to the last statement, she just looked away and stared at the people walking at the sidewalk. Since Percy started dating Rachel, he would always talk about how he loved Rachel and how amazing she was. Annabeth would be even suprised if one day had passed and not even once Percy mentioned Rachel. She's so used to it that she doesn't even know what's jealousy anymore. She just feels sadness and misery whenever Rachel is around, even if it's in the atmosphere of conversation. The green-eyed monster inside her was dead because it was too tired to play this game. She was tired.

When they reached their destination, Annabeth immediately got out of the car and walked off to the lake alone. Percy didn't mind though, she always acted like that whenever he brought up Rachel in their conversations. It kind of bugs him but, as usual, he never knew why Annabeth has issues with Rachel. Maybe it was a girl thing or something. He really was that clueless.

When he arrived at the lake, he saw Annabeth seating on a rock. He sat next to her. "What was it you wanted to tell me?" he asked, trying to start a conversation.

Annabeth sighed. "Athena—"

Percy cut her off. "Athena? As in your mother? The Chief Athena?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Who else will it be? So yeah, she went to my office and told me that she wants some new designs for Olympus."

Percy grinned, proud of his best friend. "Good for you."

She just shrugged. "I don't know. If you haven't notice, Olympus is the home of all the Chiefs that are probably ruling over the world and it's just not that simple."

Percy laughed. "Atleast you got the chance to talk with your mother. That's something new."

Annabeth smiled softly. "I guess. But she was so stern and so serious."

"Like you?" he joked.

She punched his arm, laughing with him. "Atleast I don't have kelp for a brain." She poked her tongue at him.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Wise Girl." He smirked.

"Say one more thing that will give me a reason to not talk to you for a month, I will seriously sell Blackjack." She joked but Percy's face turned pale.

"You will not."

Annabeth laughed. "Jeez, Seaweed Brain, I was joking. What is up with your affairs with old cars? Won't you just buy a new one?"

He crossed his arms over his chest. "I dunno. The feeling's just different, you know? When you know that it's broken and you fixed it? The feeling's amazing. Because you know the loyalty is yours and its only yours. No one can take it from you because you're the only one who knows it by heart."

And while he spoke, Annabeth stared longingly at him. His words touched her heart—and not because of the car part. Maybe the feeling is amazing, she thought. When the person you love is yours. Only yours.

Percy felt uneasy, did he forget something? Oh no...

"What date it is today?" He asked.

"June 30, why?"

He messed up big time. "Oh crap crap crap!" He said, getting up quickly. He held out a hand to help Annabeth get up. "C'mon! Tomorrow's a special day and I have nothing prepared yet!"

Annabeth rolled her eyes again. "It's not Grover's birthday tomorrow if that's what you were thinking." She said as they walked up to Blackjack.

Percy threw his arms at the air, almost desperate. "No! It's our anniversary tomorrow and I was planning to propose to Rachel."

As Percy kept running to Blackjack, Annabeth stopped at her tracks. Her vision went blurry with tears but she tried not to cry. She felt as if the whole world was collapsing around her.

Haven't you notice that both of my stories had Annabeth miserable at the first chapters? Well I don't know why but I just feel like doing it. Fine, you see, I'm quite a green-eyed monster myself and you know. Whatever. Review!

Repeating, this is an AU. Greek mythology doesn't exist here. The Chiefs are like high bosses with their own territories. Like, Zeus is the Chief of pilots and Poseidon, the Chief of sailors and car mechanics. You get me? Just PM me.

~Tammy Boomerang