A Percy Jackson songfic.

Still Innocent.

by: bubble drizzles

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or "Innocent."

AN: Okay, I hate Lukabeth just as much as the next person, but come on, Innocent was TOTALLY written for them. It's just ... it fits so perfectly. I've done a lot of Taylor Swift songfics, or used them for inspiration, and I will do more, but I can't really help it. Her songs fit PJO perfectly. This one's a letter Annabeth wrote for Luke, right after Titan's Curse, but never sent. Enjoy!

It's alright, just wait and see,

Your string of lights is still bright to me.

Dear Luke,

I didn't believe Percy when he said you tried to kill him. I didn't believe Chiron when he told me you were working for Kronos. You know why? Because none of them knew you as much as I did. None, except Thalia. But at the time, she was still a tree. I knew you, and I knew that as much as you hated your father, you wouldn't do something like that. I saw you on the Princess Andromeda. You seemed so ... brainwashed. You don't belong there, Luke! When they said you poisoned Thalia's pine, I didn't believe it. I couldn't believe it. You wouldn't do something like that. You wouldn't almost kill your best friend, for Kronos. Later, it hit me why you did it. You did it to bring Thalia back. Sure, Kronos might have had the idea just to have another chance to control the prophecy, but I know you wouldn't have done it, if you didn't know Thalia could be brought back to life with the Golden Fleece. I tried to tell everyone you weren't such a bad person, but it didn't work. Then, I was captured. You tricked me to hold up the sky. You used me. I almost died. And you didn't care. Don't you know how much that hurt me? To know the person I looked up to, the person I trusted the most, the person I loved . . . wanted to leave me to die. Right there I saw that you had really gone to Kronos' side. You fell off of that horrible cliff. You were shattered. Broken. But I know, I know you're not dead, Luke. I can feel it. And I just wanted to tell you ... There's still time. Who you are, it's not what you did. Everyone makes mistakes. We're human! - or, part. I know there's still some good inside of you. Come back Luke, it's not too late. You're still an innocent to me.

Love,

Your Annabeth.

Who you are is not what you did,

You're still an innocent.

Well, this certainly sucked. A LOT. But I really wanted to post something, so eh. I wanna increase my number of stories ... I wanna beat Lex (xXxDaughteroftheKingxXx), yeah, impossible, seeing as she has over 45 stories and more than 600 reviews. Oh and, by the way, let's help her reach 50 stories! Review one of her AMAZING stories and give her some ideas on what she should write!

Laterz!

~Bubble Drizzles