Hey Fandom! The is my first fanfic, so it's not the best, but reviews help! This is currently a one-shot, but I might turn it into a Mark of Athena fic if I get an idea for one. So without further ado, The Back-Up Plan!(I know, crappy title but if anyone has better idea, you cam PM me)

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

Annabeth paced around the room, going over plans in her head. She reviewed the plan, and the back-up plan, and the back-up plan for the back-up plan. She made sure she knew what they were going to say to the Romans. She checked to see if the white flag was flying, and made sure no one had given Leo coffee (Someone had). While Jason took care of Leo (Who was scurrying around the deck like a squirrel on steroids), Annabeth drilled Piper on her speech. Annabeth had Piper recite," Lower your weapons, we just want to talk" about a million times before Jason butted in and reported they were approaching the Berkley campus. Then Annabeth remembered the one thing she hadn't permanently burned into her detail-oriented mind. What was going to say to Percy?

Percy had never been a fan of waiting. At Camp Half-Blood, he had waited 4 years for the Great Prophecy. Juno (Or Hera... It's all so confusing!) had had him wait for 8 months to see Annabeth. Then he had to wait even longer while he went on a life-threatening quest. Now he had to wait what felt like hours, even though it was really only minutes, to see the person he had to wait 8 months to see again in the first place. All in all, if waiting had taught Percy anything, it was to avoid it. But right now, Percy was enjoying waiting (And hating himself for it). Why? Because the person he had waited 8 months for was on that ship, and when it came to what he was going to say to Annabeth, his mind was as blank as it had been when he arrived a Camp Jupiter.

Annabeth cursed herself for being such an idiot. Percy, the #1reason for even trying to get to the Romans (Possibly behind, you know, uniting armies against Gaia, flying to Greece, and saving the world from endless darkness), had completely slipped her mind. There was no back-up plan for if Percy didn't remember her. No extra speech in case she forgot what she was going to say to him. They were approaching the roman camp; Jason called it Camp Jupiter; approximately 5 minutes from then, and Annabeth hadn't given her boyfriend a second since she got on the ship. It wasn't like Annabeth hadn't thought about seeing Percy again. Actually, she, know that she thought off it, she really hadn't thought of her boyfriend at all. That didn't make her a bad girlfriend, did it?

Percy hadn't forgotten Annabeth, she had just briefly slipped his mind. Hadn't he just told Hazel and Frank about meeting his "other family"? But now that he really had the time to think about it, Percy had no idea what Annabeth was going to do to him, and he was scared. Judging from past experiences, Annabeth would not run into his arms in slow motion. The most likely thing she would do? She would slap him. The second most likely thing she would do? She would kiss him. Percy silently conferred with himself. He decided he liked #2 better.1) Because he had personally felt one of Annabeth's slaps, and it hurt more then hydra poison. And 2) Because Percy really, really wanted to kiss Annabeth.

Annabeth, for the first time in her life, felt stupid. And she did not like the feeling. So she made a plan. In her world, everything could be solved with a plan. It wasn't her best work but, hey, she had had; 3 minutes and 23 seconds and counting, and nobody was around to give her a hard time about it. It went like this: The target (That was Percy) would be standing on the ground. Judging by what Jason said, the wouldn't be able to land where they were currently landing, so they had to think of something for that. Then, she'd jump of the walk up to Percy say, something clever, and then they'd kiss. It was a perfect plan. Too perfect.

A flying warship equipped with deadly weapons was not taken lightly by Terminus. In fact, as far as Percy could tell, Terminus was as fuming as you can be when you're just a head. He started screaming Latin curses at someone in the boat until they seemed to strike a deal. A rope ladder was lowered down the side of the boat and a head poked body started to climb down. The Romans and Percy marched towards the ship and waited for Reyna's command. She held up her palm. "Wait." She commanded. The boy on the ladder turned around, to reveal a face Percy had never seen. But apparently the Romans knew him, because a sigh of recognition spread through the cohorts like a disease. Then next to him, Hazel breathed out a name, and the puzzle pieces clicked into place.

Jason was on the rope talking to the Roman army. Annabeth knew he was their one hope, and if she left the place she was hiding with the rest of the Argonauts, they might ruin their chances of peace. Still, Annabeth desperately wanted to leave the space under the deck. Even though she couldn't carry out her plan anymore (The idea that they were floating kind of ruined the walking up to Percy and kissing part), she had to see Percy. Her ADHD was acting up, and that made waiting even harder then it already was. So after about 30 more seconds, Annabeth whispered to Piper and Leo, "He must be done by now, he's been up there for a while.". Piper checked her watch. "It's been 5 minutes, Annabeth, he told us to wait…",. Piper never finished her sentence. Annabeth pulled the trapdoor open and stepped into the sunlight.

The first thing Percy heard after Annabeth popped up out of the ship was, " They're hiding more Greeks! We must attack!" a certain blonde-haired descendent of Apollo yelped. "Octavian!" Reyna yelled, "Explain yourself". " Obviously," Octavian started," Jason was hiding Greeks to attack us in our slumber. "They cannot be trusted" At this point, Percy was furious. They were accusing his girlfriend and all his friends from Camp Half-Blood of trying to destroy Camp Jupiter. Enough was enough! " You all trust me, right?" He yelled to the cohorts. A collection of yeses erupted from the crowd, along with some no's from were Octavian was standing. "If I didn't trust them," he began, "Do you think I'd do this?" Percy walked up to the boat, lifted himself up on to the deck, grasped Annabeth's hand, and kissed her. He collided with her light lips, and delved into a kissed full of passion and beauty, a kiss they had both waited 8 months for ,then pulled her into a tight hug. They stood that way for about 30 seconds, just kissing on the deck of the Argo 2, while Romans and Greeks alike wolf-whistled and hollered. When they pulled apart, the kiss lingered on his lips, along with the taste of Annabeth's strawberry lip-gloss. "That was nice", Annabeth whispered. She didn't have time to say anything after that. He grabbed her shirt, and pulled her into another kiss. They stood like that until their lips ached, but to Percy, it was all worth it. He was back where he belonged. With Annabeth.

So there it is. My first fanfic! It was hard to write, especially the Percy's POV, because I'm a girl. So if that didn't seem good it's ok. I personally was also not a fan of the second paragraph so please don't be mean about it . Please review nicely or give constructive critiscim. Flames are just !