A/N: I do not own The Palms hotel and spa.
A/N#2: This story is actually something that spun off of my other story, The Battle of Light and Dark. My other story is about Percy and Annabeth's long lives together, and the people they affected along the way. I really suggest you read it either before or after you read this story, because if you liked this you'll love The Battle of Light and Dark.
Percy's POV
The plane ride to Miami was torturous, of course my mother insisted that we would follow American traditions. Which is fantastic and all, but it also meant I couldn't see Annabeth the day before the wedding. Which was the source of my migraine. No Annabeth= No Happiness. That's what my life has boiled down to.
Most of the instructions given to the "hotel people" were received over the phone, spelled out in meticulous detail thanks to my mother. The Palms hotel and spa was giving us its most grand and biggest room they had for weddings, even though we would get married on the beach. The Miami beach actually, with the Atlantic Ocean washing on to the packed sand.
Back when Annabeth was in battle, I always had this horrible gut wrenching feeling that something would go wrong. All. The. Time. So I would defend myself from several swords and arrows, really not a big deal, but my arm couldn't suddenly grow ten feet and protect her too. Sometimes I missed being the overprotective boyfriend that could defend her, but mostly I just wanted her to be safe. I was happy when my beautiful girlfriend didn't have to live in fear.
Wait! I don't need to call her my girlfriend anymore, currently she's my fiancée, and soon she'll be my wife. Pinch me, I must be dreaming. I sat up from the awkward position I was in, disbelieving that I could actually fall asleep on a plane. I looked over at Jason, who was smiling wickedly at the window, a dark storm cloud swirling around the plane's right-wing.
"Jason, would you quit it! I'm already squeezing the arm rest into all sorts of unidentifiable shapes." I complain to him, the cloud thinning out as he turns towards me.
He looks down at my hand, "You're hardly leaving a dent, Mr. Sardine." He told me teasingly. I scowled at him.
"What are you two fighting about now?" Piper asks in front of us, I could practically hear her rolling her eyes. I kicked her seat, she was sitting directly in front of me, Jason and I continued to snicker as she peered her head behind her chair at me.
"Stop." she told me, and I couldn't help thinking about how beautiful she was. Her voice was so soothing, and so convincing. Wait. My mind cleared as she sat back down triumphantly.
"That was a very dirty trick." I told her in a calm yet angry voice. Suddenly, Jason's chunky silver watch hit him in the face.
"Hazel!"
"What, you're not bleeding." She said innocently, her voice sweet and sugar-coated.
"Hazel, what are you getting into now? Can I please just sit with you?" Frank shouted from behind us.
"Deal, Frank I'm sitting with Piper." she said.
"But, Leo and Calypso are like making out right next to me and it's kind of gross." Frank told us in a whiny voice. I shake my head and roll my eyes, that's what you get for agreeing to sit next to the inseparable couple. We never complain too much about it, we all can't imagine what it would be like to have gone through what they went through. I can hear quite clearly a suction cup sound somewhere behind me to the left, and a lot of awkward coughing, those two are unbelievable.
"Guys, stop being so cheery. I'm trying to sleep." Nico complained, in the seat in front of Leo and Calypso. I looked over and saw Grover swaying to some weird music coming from his headphones, bumping into Nico every time he swayed to the left. I could also see Tyson elbowing Nico in the face after grabbing stuff out of his backpack.
"Percy, I miss Ella."
"Percy why the heck am I sitting here and not you?"
"Percy, man, you should really listen to this song!"
Man, a Nico sandwich. Rock on Grover and Tyson.
"Stop being so hard on Nico." Stephanie called from in front of Nico. "He's really a gentle lover."
"GROSS!" was our combined answer as we tried to erase that thought from our memory.
"If Tyson gets to miss Ella, then don't I get to miss Juniper?" Grover asked in a nasally voice, pulling out his ear buds, thank Gods.
"All of you, just SHUT UP!" Clarisse demanded, causing Reyna to give her a vicious look for practically exploding her eardrum. Their lucky they got plane tickets.
"All of you, are you children? NO. You are all young adults who need tostart acting normal and learn to politely ride a plane." My mom instructed everyone, with her scolding face on. Everybody looked like a kicked puppy, except me, who probably looked like a stick a butter whose been mushed into agreeing too many times. Mom came closer to me, speaking only slightly softer.
"How you doing Percy?" She said worriedly.
"MOM!" I complained to her. "I'm doing fine, right Jason?" I asked, glancing towards him. He looked like he concentrated for a bit.
"This plane is perfectly safe. I mean, as soon as something would get it,which it won't, there would be like, fifteen people, who would go into likebattle ninja mode." Jason said softly. Mom nods and walks back to first class.
"Battle ninja mode? Seriously, Jason." I ask him, he just shrugs his shoulders in response. Surprisingly, all of us fall into a comfortable silence, much to the relief of the non-demigod non-ADHD passengers on the plane.
Annabeth's POV
It was actually kind of weird to sit with a bunch of adults, and Thalia. Thalia being the Huntress of Artemis, she didn't want to sit with everybody, even though all of the guys were already taken. Literally. The only people that were single was Thalia, Clarisse, and Reyna. We're all paired off like weirdos. But I guess we need a partner to go through the pain.
Gods, that sounded depressing, and I'm not even depressed. I'm getting married so technically I'm the dictionary definition of the antonym of depressed. My heads spinning, constantly, like at light speed, 24-7. Being the desperate fiancée that I am, I texted Percy. On an app that I had, like thank the gods you can at least use apps on the plane.
I'm dying here-A
Luckily, everyone settled down back here-P
Really?-A
Yeah it sounds like I'm talking about toddlers and not our friends-P
Oh well we'll just have to live with em-A
I guess-P
So, about me dying-A
Haha yeah I have a migraine just becuz I'm not with u-P
Liar-A
I swear to gods I have a migraine becuz of my awesome fiancée is not with me-P
You ruined it with the incorrect spelling of because-A
Seriously?-P
Yes. I was going to take a screen shot. Thanks a lot-A
Ha ok I promise I will spell correctly-P
Omg jk I knida think it b funi to c u try 2 talk lik this in real life-A
Annabeth, are you all right? I might have to call your doctor, or your grammar teacher. Because you just spelled like ten words wrong and I'm kind of worried sweetheart-P
HA! Percy, what am I going to do with you?-A
Marry me?-P
About that...-A WORRISOME TEN SECOND PAUSE
I can't wait I'm like dying-A
ANNABETH! For a second I thought you were going to say something like: I don't think we're ready-P
Percy, I would never say that besides, what would you say if I did, say that I mean-A
Annabeth, we've been together too long to give up now. I love you too much baby for you to let me go. I would crumble to pieces.-P
Percy...-A
What?-P
I'm sorry I'm just like crying right now that was so beautiful-A
No prob babe-P
Don't ever say that to me text lingo is disgusting-A
K-P
That was kind of mean-A
But I still love ya-P
"Annabeth, are you seriously texting Percy?" Thalia asked me from the seat in front of me. I looked up from my phone.
"How could you tell who I was texting?"
"Because your eyes were lighting up and you were silently laughing. Tell tale signs that whoever your texting is basically your fiancée/obsession." Thalia responded straight-faced.
"I'm not obsessed."
"Sure." She said as she sat back down in her chair in front of me.
"Honey, it's not obsession, it's love." Sally told me as she patted my hand reassuringly, sitting between me and Paul. I laugh, looking over at my soon-to-be mother-in-law. It was then that I saw Paul drooling on a pillow to Mrs. Jackson's left. We exchange eye-rolls, falling into a comfortable silence.
"How are you doing, Annabeth?" My dad asks politely from across the ile, step-mom sitting beside him. I bob my head in my response. Honestly, all I can think about is my buzzing phone and how it can get me one step closer to Percy. I can feel my eyes glaze over when I think about finally having Percy all to myself after all of this.
Just one more day Annabeth.
A/N: So you might have heard me mention Stephanie, Nico's girlfriend, apparently. I'm actually thinking about doing a separate story about them, so PM me for encouragement and maybe some much-needed sage advice! We all love Nico to pieces, but I think it's time to give him the girl he deserves.
A/N#2: You probably were also like "Calypso on a plane making out with Leo? Like what?!" or you just went "huh" I don't know. Any ways, my story, Caleo a Promise Kept will answer all of your questions. Click on my profile and read it, it's full of a bunch heartache and fluff. It tells of how Leo found Calypso after they fought with Gaea and the titans. Let me know what you think!
A/N#3: Also, the next chapter will be up soon!