AN. So, I'm writing this story because of one thing: I was disappointed with the end of Blood of Olympus, or rather, its lack of our favorite Satyr. Grover was and still is my favorite Percy Jackson character, but we saw next to none of him in the books! So now, I decided to write a Fanfiction that's all about love, for Grover! I will write a One Shot with every single character I can think of from the Percy Jackson character, either as a Romantic Story or a Platonic story. Every Heroes of Olympus Character, every Percy Jackson character. I may be writing this for a number of years, but that's fine. By the end of my story, everyone in the books will have an experience with Grover, and they will all love him. Ready? First off, it's Annabeth.

Annabeth was having nightmares. It had been a whole year since the Prophecy of Seven. Gaea was safely asleep for the rest of time, but Annabeth was still bothered. It had been a long time since she had actually dreamt about Gaea. She wasn't whispering to her like she used to, she was just replaying scenes that had happened in her head. Annabeth was afraid even in her sleep. She seemed fearless, but Gaea terrified her.

The scene changed to Arachne. The spider woman tormenting her and trying to attack her even in Tartarus. Annabeth had tricked her, and had finished the Quest of Athena, but the spider part still gave her nightmares so many times. Even if Annabeth was perfectly safe, she was still scared. She ended up waking in a cold sweat, screaming more than her lungs could take.

Annabeth took in several deep breaths, trying to focus. She was in her room. She was in her Cabin. The Athena cabin. Her half-brothers and sisters looked at her as if she had just slapped them in the face with a mallet.

"Sorry…" Annabeth said.

"Annabeth," Malcolm said. "Are you okay?"

"Just a dream. Go back to bed," Annabeth answered.

Her siblings began to mutter, before one by one they all started to doze off again. Malcolm went to sit with Annabeth, with a heavy sigh.

"Do you need some fresh air?" He asked. Annabeth nodded her head.

"Be back in twenty minutes. It's long past curfew," Malcolm said. Annabeth grinned at him.

"I'm the Head Counsellor you know. I do know the rules. I won't be gone long," She said. She stood up, pulling on her shoes and a sweater, her blond hair already up in a sloppy bun. Annabeth walked outside, trying to hide from the Harpies. She put on her cap, and took a quiet, long walk up the Half-Blood hill, where Thalia's tree still stood. She put her invisible hand against the bark.

Things were so much simpler then. She, Thalia, Luke a Grover. Four crazy kids trying to get to Camp Half-Blood. She missed those days. She missed Luke, and Thalia. The only person Annabeth still had from those days were Grover. He was also her best friend, and she'd never let him leave her. They had been through too much together. It was hard enough not seeing him for a whole year during the Prophecy of Seven quest. If Grover had been a Half-Blood, one of the Prophecy, Annabeth's life would've been better. But she had him now.

"Annabeth?" She heard someone ask behind her. Annabeth turned, still invisible, to see her favorite Satyr. Speak of the devil! She took off her Yankees Cap.

"How did you know it was me?" Annabeth asked.

"Two reasons; you were screaming before. I could hear you from the woods. And two, I could smell you," Grover said. Annabeth gave him a dirty look. "Not like that! It's your scent. I'd recognize it from anywhere."

Annabeth shrugged. "I'm sorry you could hear me. I didn't know I was actually screaming. I didn't wake up the Nymphs, right? I heard they were already restless lately."

Grover shook his head. "Don't worry. You're fine. I was already up. Besides, I know when you guys are scared or hurt. I don't even need an Empathy Link for that!"

Annabeth nodded. She sat down at the trunk of the tree, gesturing for Grover to sit with her. Grover happily obliged.

"You know, I really missed you during the Quest," Annabeth sighed. "It was just Percy and me. Piper was cool, but I needed a friend. I'm happy to be back now."

"I would've gone if I could have," Grover said. "Coach Hedge took the job before I could, and Chiron said he needed me here."

"Don't worry about it, Grover. I don't blame you for not being with us," Annabeth said.

"I had dreams about you," Grover said. "Never Percy, though. Once an Empathy Link is broken, it's hard to make contact again. But I had so many dreams about you. I was so scared for you, too, Annabeth. But you're one of the three bravest Demigods I've ever known."

Annabeth smiled, putting her head on her old friend's shoulder. She was tired, and cold, and Grover was always warm.

"Thank you. You're the bravest Satyr in the world," Annabeth said, with a yawn. "Who're the other two?"

"Percy and Thalia," Grover said. "You know, I miss her just as much as you do."

"It wasn't your fault, you know. What happened to Thalia. I know that was years ago, but I can tell you still feel guilty," Annabeth said. "And I'm sure we'll see her again someday. You'll be able to see her for a much longer time than I will." Both of them would out live Annabeth.

"I just…" Grover said. "Annabeth, I feel so useless sometimes! I couldn't help you or Percy or any of the Seven, I couldn't help during any of the Wars, and I couldn't save Thalia. I am the worse Satyr ever."

"That is not true!" Annabeth said. "I've known you ever since I was seven, Grover. You were like my big brother back then. You and Luke were the only two boys in my life I trusted. But Gods Grover, do you know how important you are? You are the only boy from my Past who didn't betray me. You're the Lord of the Wild. You found Pan. You have saved Percy's life more than he'd like to admit! We've both be lost without you. Percy would never say it, but without you he'd be dead! So would I. So would Thalia. Luke would have died much younger if you weren't there."

Grover started sniffling. "I thought I was a good Satyr to Luke. I thought that maybe I could help the poor kid. Show him that not all the Gods are that bad. I mean, Pan wasn't! I tried to help him. He was such a good kid back then."

"No one could have stopped him, Grover. No one. Thalia knew him best, and even she had no idea how to stop him," Annabeth said.

"And now…Annabeth, you have changed so much since you were that little girl in flannel pajamas, who Thalia and Luke had pretty much adopted. I remember them telling me about you trying to hit monsters with hammers. Look at you now. But…the quests you've been on…all without me…You and the two others were my first Demigods. My first friends. My first mission. It was like a bond. That I would protect you through everything, no matter what. But you and Percy went through Tartarus and I couldn't even save you…"

"Nico could've save us, Hazel couldn't save us, nor could Jason or Leo or Frank or Piper. We had to fall, Grover. We had to close the doors of death."

"But you could have had a friendly Satyr to help you through Tartarus!"

"I would've liked that, but as you know, Chiron needed you here."

Grover nodded, with a sigh. "I know."

They were silent for a long time. Annabeth's head was still on her best friend's shoulder. She almost started to go to sleep when Grover quietly began to speak.

"I watched you grow up, Annabeth. You were seven years old. You grew and grew. It was like watching your child grow. Well, not exactly. I mean, I've been Fourteen emotionally for a while now, but you just kept growing. Like a little sister. I watched and helped you and loved you for five years, until your first quest with Percy and me. You were brave. I was so proud of you. All that training and wisdom in the mindset of a twelve year old girl who could do more than I ever could. Annabeth, you have been amazing for so long. I just wish I could have seen your amazing on that quest. The Mark of Athena… no child of Athena has ever succeeded! I've seen so many Demigods lost to that, but you didn't! You're like a Superhero. The little superhero I got the pleasure to watch form into it."

"I couldn't have done it without you," Annabeth said. "You were already amazing when we first met. You showed me what it meant to be a Demigod. Aside from Luke and Thalia, you were that only figure of reassurance or love. Thalia was gone soon. You and Luke were all I had. I loved you both so much. I still love you, of course."

"I love you, too, Annie," Grover said.

"You're my best friend," Annabeth said. She laughed, smacking his shoulder. "Don't call me that." Grover grinned from horn to horn.

"Sorry." He said, smugly.

"I kind of wish you had got to meet Leo. You would have gotten along," Annabeth sighed.

"I bet we would've," Grover answered.

They talked for a little while longer, until Annabeth fell asleep on his shoulder. Grover didn't know what to do. He knew that this was way passed Annabeth's curfew, but he didn't dare move her. So he let her sleep there. His best friend. His little sister. The superhero of his life. He adored her.

AN. So this one was definitely more Platonic, but still, a hint of something. I just need everyone to love Grover, okay? Anyway, suggestions for the character in my next One-Shot? :D Thanks for reading! Please review!

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