A/N: I got this idea in my head and I couldn't help but make a oneshot out of it. Once again, it's in Annabeth's POV, this is my take of what happened at the bottom of canoe lake (end of the last olympian). I know it's short, but it's worth the read. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Oh gods my life would be so much easier if I owned Percy Jackson and the Olympians, but apparently Rick Riordan is okay with me living life the hard way: I own nothing.
"I did it for you, you know," he said, pulling just far enough away to look me in the eyes. His were twinkling, twinkling with an emotion even my logical brain had a hard time denying was love.
"You already told me that, Seaweed Brain." I playfully ruffled his hair. I was a nice feeling, knowing that I could just sit here and be close to him; not having to worry about crossing any lines because honestly, they'd all already been crossed.
"No, not just turning down Zeus' offer of immortality; everything."
"What do you mean?" Surely he was just saying this in the heat of the moment. Surely it was just him projecting the complete contentment we were both feeling onto a bigger picture.
"It's always been you, Annabeth. Everything I've done since I defeated the Minotaur that first time on Halfblood Hill; it's always been for you. Quite frankly, if it weren't for you I'm not sure I would have been strong enough to make it through that first quest, let alone all of the others since then. If it weren't for you, I never would have been able to handle the pressure of the Great Prophecy, I would have crumbled under stress, I would have failed if you hadn't been at my side. A lot of times it was knowing that even if everything went wrong, even if I managed to screw it all up, you would never leave me, that got me through it. Knowing that you would be at my side even if I failed is exactly what made failure not an option. You make me a hero, Wise Girl."
I was speechless. Sure, I knew he was smart; I can call him a complete kelp head all day if I want to, but it doesn't change the fact that Percy Jackson is perhaps one of the most intelligent people I've ever met. But in all the years I'd known him, I'd never realized how deep he could be. When it comes to Percy, the phrase that actions speak louder than words has never been truer. Travelling across the country to hold up the sky in my place had pretty much closed the deal for me. From that moment on I had known I'd always be in love with this son of the sea god. But this? What he was telling me now? This was deep on a level I'd never known him capable of, at least not through words. My entire body felt like it was drowning in love for him, but I didn't mind.
"I know you probably think everything I'm saying is irrational, but it's the truth. I remember the conversation we had after I defeated Ares on our first quest. I remember how you said that he lost because no matter how strong he was, sometimes strength has to bow to wisdom. I'm finally beginning to really understand what you meant, and the more I understand, the more I realize something. Strength will always bow to wisdom, Annabeth; but when it comes to us, I think it's even more important to recognize that in the end even wisdom bows to love."
"I couldn't agree more," I whisper as I pull his lips back to mine.
And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.
A/N: Please review, it would mean the world to me because I'm actually pretty proud of this story. Thank you so so so much for reading! Love you all.