Well, here's Percy and Annabeth's reunion, since I doubt I'm the only one who felt like throwing her book across the room at the stupid cliffie. I swear, I could see Rick with a trollface, going "Problem?" .
This isn't all that humorous. I'm probably going to be adding more one-shots to this collection, all happening after Percy and Annabeth have been reunited, so stay tuned :D

My heart was beating frantically as we got closer to the camp. Camp Jupiter. Dots that were starting to look more and more human were getting closer to the Argo II. I saw amazing buildings, and even in my frantic state, I couldn't help but admire the architectural prowess I saw from up here. Similarly colored buildings, columns, structures… it looked so much like a city, so organized. Not at all like Camp Half-Blood, with its buildings sprawled all over the place, unorganized and painted different colors. I still found (AN: No, she's not a Huffllepuff ;P) myself liking Camp-Half Bloods view better, though. At least it didn't look like so much like a… a prison.

Thoughts that I had pushed away for the last months started to plague me. All of the doubts, fears, worries, I had felt came back to haunt me.

What if he has a new girlfriend?

What if he doesn't want to come back?

What if he doesn't remember us? Remember me?

"Whoa! Look at that! It looks like a city down there!" the ever-happy, every-hyper Leo exclaimed.

"Yeah. It does," replied Jason, and I turned to look at him. He seemed so much more at peace than I had ever seen him before. I guess finally coming back home can do that to you.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I looked back to see Rachel Elizabeth Dare standing behind me, with Thalia Grace beside her. Rachel had decided that, for this occasion, she would wear some neater clothes. A black 'Van-Gogh' T-shirt, minimally doodled-on dark jeans, and frizzy, red hair tamed into a pony tail was her idea of 'neat'. Thalia, on the other hand, hadn't changed her usually demeanor, with a black leather jacket, a 'Death to Barbie' t-shirt, dark skinny jeans, and the silver tiara on her spiky hair. According to her, "It's just Kelp Head. Nothing special."

"You okay?" Rachel asked, softly. After I had starting dating Percy, and had realized that Rachel wasn't going to steal him from me (Gods, I had sounded like such and idiot), I had stopped insulting/ignoring her. Although I would like to say that it was me that had gone and done the mature thing, and had apologized to her, it hadn't been. She had been the one to come to me, and offer the hand of friendship. Only then had my pride allowed me to actually apologize for acting so… Hera-like. Like a jealous cow.

I tried to smile bravely, but then gave up. I couldn't do it, so I answered truthfully,

"No."

Rachel, surprisingly, smiled at me,

"Don't worry, Annabeth. He'll remember you. Trust me. And if he doesn't… we'll just make him remember you," she said, and then pulled me into a tight hug. I didn't push her away, because I knew I needed this. I needed to know that it would be okay. I pulled out of the hug after a few seconds and looked at her. Behind her, Thalia said,

"Yeah. If Kelp Head doesn't remember… well, I have always wanted a good excuse to smack him."

"Thank you," I whispered, smiling slightly, and I know they know how much they've helped me. They were truly amazing friends.

"Okay, guys! We're starting the descent. Hold on!" Leo announced, and I felt the ship lurch down.

"Come on, guys. Time to meet these Romans," I said, much more confident than I felt. But I was ready for this. To face them. To face him.

I stared up at the sky, looking at the amazing, dragon-headed ship descending. Even I couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship on the ship, but I quickly tore my eyes from the paint. I was looking for Annabeth. I could admire the amazing paint later.

In my mind, I pictured her in different scenes. Golden, wet trusses falling just past her shoulders, gray eyes ablaze with anger as she glared at me for 'cooling her off' with my water powers. Lips curved into a soft smile as we both leaned in for a kiss. Her face alight with wonder as I showed her what, really, lied under the ocean. Gods, I couldn't wait to see her again.

"Hey, man. You sure about this?" Frank said, pulling me out of my completely 'un-manly' thoughts.

"Yeah. Of course."

"So, we'll finally meet this Annabeth girl that you were talking about?" Hazel asked, a slight smirk on her face. I couldn't stop the idiotic grin from forming on my face as I said,

"Yeah. You'll finally get to meet her."

I looked up at the sky again, resuming the search for my girlfriend.

"Percy, listen. I don't think that you should be in the front, okay? I want to look at these Greeks first. Make sure that they really are safe for the camp. I… I hope you understand. We don't know what they'll do when they see you. So… please?" Reyna said. She had walked up behind me. I turned to look at her, and I'm sure my attempt to conceal my annoyance had failed,

"So, what? You don't trust them? Don't trust me?"

"No, it's not that. It's just that, well, I have to make sure that they're not a threat. Plus, if the Greeks are even a slight threat, Octavian has a valid reason to overthrow us. Just… please, Percy."

I gritted my teeth,

"Fine. But as soon as you introduce yourself, I'm coming, okay?"

She sighed,

"Fine."

Thump.

The ship landed heavily, making a few unlucky demigods stumble. The ramp was lowered, and I felt my eyes widen at the sheer number of Roman demigods. I looked at them, and then to our own sparse force. Only the heads of the cabins and a few demigods that wouldn't stay at the camp had come. I gulped nervously. But then, I saw something even more surprising. There were adults in the crowd. How the Hades had that happened?

Before any one of us could move, though, Jason was off. He walked down the ramp as quickly as possible, a huge smile on his face. A resounding cry of "Jason!" circled around the crowd, and loud cheers were released. A girl, looking about my age, with dark eyes and glossy black hair, walked up to him. She was dressed in a purple, regal toga over golden armor. Gods, how did she walk in that thing?

"Jason!" the girl cried, a huge smile on her face, "You're back!"

"Hey, Reyna," Jason replied, smiling a mile wide. Beside me, I saw Piper tense. That was when I decided that I, as the 'envoy' for the Greeks, should introduce myself. Shutting my eyes, taking a deep breath, and clenching and unclenching my fists to prepare myself, I slowly walked down the ramp, my eyes still searching for the familiar black, messy hair, the well-known bright green eyes, and the lopsided smile I loved so much.

I walked up to the girl, and Jason turned around, looking sheepish,

"Sorry. I got a little… carried away. I should've waited for you guys," he said, the sheepish look never leaving his face. I couldn't fault him, though. I completely understood the joy of seeing a close friend after such a long time. I offered him a small smile,

"It's okay. Just don't do it next time."

Jason chuckled softly,

"Honestly, I hope that there isn't a next time. Anyway, this… is Reyna," he said, and gestured to the girl behind him. She walked up to me and stuck out her hand,

"Reyna Rectrix, daughter of Bellona, praetor of Camp Jupiter." (AN: I don't know her real last name. It's made up :P)

"Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, head of the Athena Cabin," I replied, and shook your hand.

"It's nice to meet you… Annabeth," she said.

"Same goes to you," I said, and paused for a moment before speaking again, "Tell me, Reyna. Did a demigod going by the name Percy appear here?"

She hesitated a bit before answering,

"Yes. He did."

I waited for her to elaborate, but when she didn't, I assumed the worse,

"Is he… is he dead? What happened to him?" I questioned, almost choking on the word 'dead'. He couldn't be. Oh gods, he couldn't be dead!

"No! No, he's here," Reyna said, but before she could say more, someone walked up behind her. Someone with familiar messy black hair, bright green eyes that had a flicker of anger, and a small frown on his face. My heart started racing and my fists clenched and unclenched themselves once more, a telltale sign of my apprehension. I couldn't prevent my widening eyes, nor the small gasp that escaped my slightly ajar lips.

"Reyna, I don't think that an introduction takes hours," he said, and gods she'd missed his voice so much.

"P-percy? Do you... do you remember me?" I started, stuttering, not being able to stop the childish question before it had slithered out of my lips. I stopped myself from saying anything else, though. I couldn't say too much. What if he didn't remember me? Oh gods, what would I do then?

Pull yourself together, Annabeth, I thought to myself, in a remarkably Athena-like way, You can do this.

"Oh, hey, Wise Girl," he said in a nonchalant manner, a lopsided grin on his face, showing that he still remembered me. Relief blossomed within me, and I smiled, truly smiled, for the first time after his absence. He remembered! He remembered me! I could've kissed him right then and there, but I didn't think that would've been appropriate. After a few moments of that relief, though, I started to get angrier. Hey? That's all he had to say after about eight months of being apart? That arrogant son of a sea god! He must've seen me getting angrier and angrier, for I saw his eyes widen.

"Wait! I mean-" I cut him off before he could finish, though,

"Hey? Hey? After eight months of being apart, the only thing that you can think of saying is hey? Gods, Percy! I missed you so much, and the only thing that you-" This time, I was cut off by Percy. Or, more accurately, his lips, as he pulled me close to him and kissed me. Instinctively, my hands snaked up to knotted themselves in his hair, and I opened my mouth slightly in a small gasp. He pulled apart after a few moments.

"I missed you too," he said with a huge smile, "Oh, and sorry about that. I just really had to kiss you. You can continue shouting at me now... if you want," he finished with a sheepish expression.

I felt my anger drain out,

"I just... I just missed you," I said, in an uncharacteristic quite, shy moment. Percy pulled me close to him, enveloping me in a hug.

"Yeah. I could tell," he whispered into my ear.

Before I could reply with a clever, witty comment, we were rudely interrupted by none other than Thalia,

"So, you two done making out yet? Is Percy really that good of a kisser? Gods, Kelp Head, I didn't come all this way to see you two jump each other," she said in a mock offended tone.

"I know, right?" Rachel said, "It's like one of those cheesy soaps. And, let me tell you, I do not like being ignored by a cheesy soap drama."

We quickly pulled apart, both of us flushed a slight pink,

"I'm not ignoring you, Pinecone Face. Your spiky head is hard to miss. Same goes for you, Rachel. You look like a walking fire hazard," Percy said, a grin on his face,letting everyone know that it was just friendly banter. Thalia and Rachel walked up to us, and Thalia, who was in the front, pulled him into a hug. When she pulled back, a mile-wide smile on her face, she said,

"Good to have you back, Kelp Head. I can finally show you that Zeus's kids are better."

Percy scoffed,

"Yeah, right. Maybe in your wildest dreams."

Before the two could get any more serious (it was amazing how much they resembled their parents in the air-is-better-no-water-is-better debate), Rachel came forward and pulled Percy into a hug. As soon as she pulled back, she said,

"Yeah, I missed you too. Now, can you and Thalia not kill each other? I don't want to have to take you guys to the infirmary."

Percy sighed melodramatically,

"Fine. I guess you're right. I mean, I don't think Zeus would be happy if I killed his daughter," he said, a smirk on his face.

"Ha-ha," Thalia said dryly, and then smirked, "But we both know I'll win."

"Whatever you say, Thalia," said Percy, in a tone one would use with small, spoiled little child.

"Why you little-"

Reyna, who had been standing there the whole time, cleared her throat before Thalia could finish her sentence,

"And… who are these people?"

"Oh, yeah. Uh, Thalia, Rachel, this is Reyna. Reyna, Thalia and Rachel," Percy said, gesturing between the two.

"Hi," greeted Rachel, "I'm Rachel Dare. The Oracle of Camp Half-Blood."

Reyna raised her eybrow,

"You're… an Oracle?"

"Uh, yeah. I am. Why are you so surprised?"

"Well, we don't have Oracles here at camp."

"Oh. I see," Rachel said, and a moment of awkward silence ensued.

Percy cleared his throat,

"So, uh, who've you guys brought here? We should probably go and discuss what we're going to do now," he said, in an attempt to keep the awkwardness at bay.

"Oh, uh, right! Let's go," Reyna said, and she turned on her heel, her toga swishing around her. We all started to walk after her, Percy and I lagging a bit behind. I finally noticed what he was wearing.

I looked at him with a smirk and whispered so only he could hear,

"Nice toga."

He glared back at me, though I could see the grin he was trying to hide,

"Oh, shut up."

So? How'd you guys like it? Please, review! Oh, and thanks for reading :DD

~SCYS