SUMMARY: A FORBIDDEN RELATIONSHIP KEEPS PERCY AND ANNABETH APART FOR TWO YEARS. BUT WITH A POWERFUL GODDESS ON THEIR SIDE, IS THERE STILL ANYTHING FOR THEM TO FEAR? THIS TAKES PLACE AFTER TLO, AND LET'S JUST SAY THE HEROES OF OLYMPUS SERIES DOESN'T EXIST.

Percy's POV

Percy still couldn't understand why she had left him. Two years had passed, and he wasn't over her. They'd just gotten together, after the titan war on his birthday. About a month and a half later, she dumped him, which did leave him heartbroken and shattered. Maybe Annabeth just didn't love him the way he loved her, but Percy refused to believe so. The idea didn't seem or feel right.

Seated in front of the desk, he tapped his fingers on the table and fiddled with his pen, trying to solve an algebraic equation. He was attending college, and it was a miracle he hadn't been kicked out yet. He got up from the chair and plopped himself onto his bed miserably. He remembered the incident clearly.

-Flashback-

Percy was at the nearby florist, buying a bouquet of roses for Annabeth. She had asked him to meet him at her the park in New York, so he didn't want to appear empty handed. After paying, he walked to the park and spotted Annabeth.

"Hey!" He waved to her. The moment she saw him, her face turned a little pale, which Percy found a little strange, but he shrugged it off.

"So why'd you want to meet me?" He tried handing the roses to Annabeth, but she didn't take the bouquet. His smile wavered. "Is something wrong?" He asked gently.

She didn't speak for a while. "This isn't right," Annabeth murmured. "We shouldn't see each other anymore." Percy blinked. "What?" he asked, wishing he hadn't heard what she just said.

"I mean," She repeated. "We shouldn't see each other anymore." Annabeth said firmly. She pushed the roses away, but she looked longingly at them and back at him

"I'm really sorry, Percy," She whispered. The sky rumbled, and it began to drizzle. "It's raining, you should get going." She put on her hoodie and ran off.

But Percy didn't get going, and just stood there in the middle of the park in the pouring rain, with the roses in his hands and watched as Annabeth slowly began to disappear from his sight.

-End of flashback-

For some reason, it began to rain as he finished thinking about the incident. He hadn't seen Annabeth since then, and thinking about her long blonde hair and her beautiful gray eyes was just about enough to make his heart ache for her. He tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep, but he was too busy thinking about her. He wished there was some way he could see her again, but he doubted she'd want to see him, much less relive in the past.

He finally managed to fall asleep. He even dreamt about her- the way she wouldn't take no for an answer, how she had a weaker and more vulnerable side of her even though she seemed confident all the time.

He saw that one time when they had went to the library together because Annabeth wanted to check out some architectural books, and he made some goofy statement about architecture, in which she responded by punching him on the arm. He managed a sheepish smile, while rubbing his sore arm. Annabeth laughed a little and tip-toed to kiss him. As Percy saw this vision, he wanted to reach out and not let her go, but of course he couldn't do anything except watch and long for her.

Suddenly he was in a café. It was run down and deserted. It might've been popular once, but not a single soul was in sight.

He was wrong.

At the corner of the café sat a woman. A really beautiful woman. She looked up at him. She had brown hair and- wait. Her hair changed into a blonde shade, and he looked at her in bewilderment.

Annabeth?

He shook his head. She did look like Annabeth, but he knew it wasn't. They may have looked similar, but Percy could tell she wasn't the same person he loved.

She had multi-colored eyes, and he knew exactly who it was.

"Aphrodite?" He said, clearly shocked.

She smiled and beckoned him to come forward. He walked towards her awkwardly, and took a seat opposite her. "My, my, my," Aphrodite giggled. "Why, Percy! Haven't you grown into a handsome young man?"

Percy didn't respond and just blushed. Suddenly he thought about the conversation he had with Aphrodite a few years back, and although her aura made it hard to be angry, Percy did a pretty fine job.

A good tragic love story.

"Why are you here?" He demanded. The goddess pursed her lips and then laughed. "Oh, don't tell me you don't know? Why don't you think about what I stand for and make a guess?" She sipped her coffee and waited.

He wanted to yell, I don't know! At her, but he managed to restrain himself. She was still a goddess, after all, and was pretty much capable of disintegrating him on the spot.

He gritted his teeth and said, "My love life? What is there to talk about? She's…" Percy's voice faltered. "She's gone. Annabeth's gone. She decided to leave me and I'm pretty sure I know who's responsible for it." He glared at the ground, not wanting to look at Aphrodite.

Aphrodite looked at him sympathetically. "Blaming me, hon? No, no. This obviously isn't my work. Besides, people fall in love on their own. I only meddle when I get interested, and I try not to control others' emotions. Although I do make obstacles for couple which may get them to change their minds about each other, but anyway- the point is, I played no such part in this."

Percy began to look up. Anger had changed to curiosity. "Then why'd Annabeth leave me? This isn't making any sense." He muttered.

Aphrodite sighed. "I've told you this before, Percy. Details… I leave them to you. You'll understand when the time comes," There was a gleam in her eye. "Soon. Just wait."

The goddess began to fade away, and his whole surroundings dissolved around him.