Okay, so I've decided I'm going to put up yet another story. I seriously must be asking for a death wish, what with my other two stories not having been updated for more than a month, but I'm working on it. So here's a version of a Percabeth reunion, one that I fantasized about recently. By the way, none of my Percabeth reunions are ever going to be mushy and they'll all have Annabeth punching Percy. Okey Dokey. So let's see... I don't own PJO/HoO (which is, of course, tragedy that anchors down on everyone's hearts because they just can't stand the thought of the awesome TWBG not owning the awesomest series out there).

Annabeth took a shaky breath as the ramp of the Argo II was lowered. She, Jason, Piper, and Leo were gathered around the top of it, followed by the other cabin leaders and co-leaders from Camp Half-Blood. Finally, flanking the group, were the Hunters of Artemis. Annabeth had never exactly understood why it was "Hunters" and not "Huntresses." After all, they were all female. She'd put it down to that here were too many s's then.

The plank banged loudly as it hit the Roman territory. Annabeth saw Jason take a deep, shaky breath before hesitantly placing his left foot on the ramp and, slowly gathering the courage to face his old family, made his way down to face the silent, barely moving crowd.

"Jason," said a strong female voice. "It's nice to see you again.

"You too, Reyna." Annabeth saw Piper stiffen at the name. "And everyone else, of course. Uh, we've come from the Greek demigod camp, Camp Half-Blood, to ask for peace in order to make the amends needed in order to proceed with the prophecy of the seven.

"Formal much?" Clarisse muttered.

"No!" cried a voice in the crowd. A scrawny figure with straw-blond hair shoved its way up to the front. For one horrible moment Annabeth thought it was Luke and, judging by the sharp intake of breath from one of the hunters, Thalia had as well.

"Reyna," the boy said, "with all due respect, do you think it wise to trust these Greaci?"

"First of all Octavian, we all know that you mean absolutely no respect, and secondly yes, I do."

"But-"

Before he could finish, Reyna turned back to Jason and the Argo. "You may all come down and introduce yourselves now."

There were murmurs throughout the Camp Half-Blood crowd before they began shuffling forward. Lacy walked with Piper and Jake with Leo, Malcolm with Annabeth, etcetera. When Annabeth got a better view of the crowd, she began straining her eyes, looking for Percy in the sea of purple t-shirts and gold armour. As she was doing so, her eyes fell on Reyna, whom she couldn't help but think looked oddly familiar, like the way someone might feel seeing a friend after a long time and not realizing who they are.

"Greeks," Reyna announced, "welcome to Camp Jupiter. I am Reyna, daughter of Bellona, Praetor of the twelfth and last standing legion. Please introduce yourselves.

Piper stepped up first. "I'm Piper McLean, Aphrodite head councilor, and charmspeaker. My co-leader is Lacy."

Leo was next. Annabeth sighed inwardly, knowing that none of the Romans would take very much liking to him, much less Reyna. "So, 'sup, guys? I'm Leo Valdez, head of the awesomest cabin of them all, Hephaestus. I'm also the supreme commander of the Argo II and fireboy! This here is my epically awesome buddy, Jake Mason, who now knows he shouldn't have let me become head councilor and get all the privileges that should never be given to me. Like introducing myself and him to all of you guys."

Annabeth still couldn't find Percy. She tuned out he rest of the introductions until she and Malcolm wee he last ones. Wait, is that- he was standing by a young girl of about thirteen and a slightly bulky Chinese-looking boy who had a slightly babyish face- "Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, defeater of Circe," Reyna seemed to stiffen at that, "and Official Architect of Olympus." Some of the Romans looked at her with respect when she stated the title. "My co-leader is Malcolm."

Thalia began her introduction for the hunters. Annabeth's eyes caught movement in the crowd. That group of three had made its way up to Reyna, and Annabeth noticed that the middle boy had on a toga and purple cape on, similar to Reyna. But as Annabeth watched the boy turn her way, her breath caught. It was definitely him. Without waiting for Thalia to finish what she was saying or for any indication hat Percy still remembered her, Annabeth went down the ramp, walking with purpose towards Percy. All eyes had become locked on her and Thalia had stopped speaking.

She had practiced what she would say and when over and over, bat all that flew out of her head as she found herself making her way to the place where Reyna, Octavian, Percy, and he other two were standing. Apparently most of the Romans seemed to think that Annabeth was going up to Reyna because they all seemed surprised when she stopped walking and stood, staring straight at Percy. Neither of them said or did anything until Percy finally cracked a smile.

"Hey, Wise Gir-"

Percy never finished, because at that moment Annabeth curled her hand into a fist and struck Percy in the stomach. Some of the Romans ran up to restrain her an others raised their weapons, but Percy held up a hand to stop them. "Don't girls know how to hug? Everything is so extreme with you guys!"

"That was for making me worry so much," she punched him in the shoulder. "That was for not calling or IMing me when you remembered me, and this," Annabeth grabbed his shirt, pulled him forward, and kissed him, oblivious to he cheers from the Greeks, rolling of eyes from the hunters, and confused expressions from most of the Romans, "is for being the Seaweed Brain you are."

Percy turned back to the legion after a moment and held Annabeth's hand, raising it in the air triumphantly with his own clasped around it. "Everyone," he announced, "meet my girlfriend, Annabeth Chase."

Annabeth felt herself blush, and she sighed inwardly from happiness and at Percy's semi-stupidity. Seaweed Brain.