This is just how I imagined the Percebeth reunion.
Songs I'm listening to: S.I.M.P (Squirrels in My Pants)
Enter Sandman
Robot Riot
Crazy Train
A/N: Can't remember if Frank was wearing a toga at the end of SoN. If he was, I don't know what color it was. I went with yes because he's a Centurion (or whatever that's called). I decided to make it red because he's a son of Mars. Sorry if this is incorrect!
A/N: I know for a fact Percy was wearing a toga. I'm not sure what color it was, so I went went with blue. Again, sorry if this is wrong.
The Argo II seemed to slow down as it got closer and closer to New Rome. Annabeth was getting anxious.
She hadn't seen Percy in eight months. And he probably has amnesia on top of it.
Jason says the boat was about a mile from city limits. Annabeth started running through questions in her head.
What if he still had amnesia? What if the Romans killed him on sight? What if he was cold heartless Roman killer? What everything she loved about him was just gone? What if he wasn't even at this camp?
The number of things that could go wrong overwhelmed her. She couldn't go into New Rome and not find her Seaweed Brain. She left the deck and returned to her cabin.
It was simple. A small bed with grey bedding sat in the corner. A waist high bookshelf was on the right of the dark closet doors. A large desk sat in the far corner. A glass floor shown through to the ground below. The walls were blank, except for a small bulletin board the size of a microwave that sat above her headboard.
She sat on her bed, crying. The bulletin board had a few pictures of and her friends. But most of them were of her and Percy.
There was a picture of her, Grover, and Percy after their first quest. Annabeth thought about the conversation they had had in the animal transport truck. Their first real conversation.
There was her, Grover, Percy, Tyson, and Clarisse after their trip in the Sea of Monsters. Annabeth thought about the time in Siren Bay. She was drawn into their singing. Percy fought her so she wouldn't be pulled in. He'd comforted her underwater until they were out of the bay.
Another picture showed her, Percy, and Thalia after they'd saved her from Mount Tam. Percy and her both had grey streaks in their hair. Annabeth fingered the lock that use to be grey. It had faded about three months after Percy disappeared. Chances were, his was gone too.
Percy, her, Rachel, Grover, and Tyson after The Battle of the Labyrinth. Annabeth had been jealous of Rachel then. She was a rich and pretty mortal. Annabeth's feelings for Percy were starting to develop a little more.
Percy, Grover, Tyson, her, and Thalia after the Second Titan War. They'd all gotten a gift from the gods. Percy had turned down godhood for her.
Their first kiss at camp. Their friends had been spying on them.
The time they were thrown into the lake. Then their friends picked them up and threw them in. Annabeth and Percy shared the best underwater kiss ever. They didn't come up for about half an hour. *sigh* The advantages of dating a Poseidon kid.
A picture of their date in Paris. How that photo came to be, she had no idea. But she kept it nonetheless.
A few other photos of Percebeth (that's what the Aphrodite cabin had dubbed them) were hung. She stared at them and cried.
A light knock came from the door. Jason opened it and came in. He sat next to Annabeth and put his hand on the crying blonde's shoulder
"Annabeth, we're going to stop 're going to climb down the ladder. We can't land because their are landmines in the only area open enough. Will you be able to climb down, or would you want me to fly you down?" Annabeth looked up.
"I'm not going down."
"Why not? You'll get to see Percy again."
"Assuming he's still alive." she muttered through tears. "There's too many scenarios where we won't end well. He could have a new girlfriend, he could be dead, he could want to kill me on sight. I don't want to chance it."
Jason looked at the glass floor. "I'll make you a deal." he said. "If we see Percy in the crowd below from your room, you'll go down. If we don't see him, I won' force you down."
"Fine." she muttered. They started searching the crowd. They were low enough to make out features, but high enough they didn't alarm any Romans. Annabeth was looking, half hoping she didn't see him. She didn't.
"Are one of those guys him him?" Jason asked. He pointed to a three kids.
Two guys, one girl. The girl had dark skin and curly dark hair. She was wearing a purple tee shirt and a pair of jeans. One guy was wearing a blood-red toga. He was Chinese and had a military hair cut and sumo wrestler-type body that didn't match is babyish face. The guy in the middle had his arms around the shoulders of the other two. He was wearing a blue toga and a purple cape. He had messy jet-black hair. He had perfect tanned skin. Even from the ship, Annabeth could see his deep sea green eyes.
Annabeth's heart skipped a beat. She nodded slowly. She stood and she and Jason headed to the upper deck.
Leo and Piper were waiting for them. Leo dropped the rope ladder over the edge. They gestured for Annabeth to go first. She tried to grip the ladder, but she was shaking too much.
"Do you want to fly down?" Jason asked. She shook her head. She managed to tightly grip the ladder, and she began her descent.