Chapter 1

Percy stood at the edge of Camp Half-Blood by Thalia's Pine tree.

Annabeth looked to him, excitement and love written all over her expression, "Percy!" She ran towards him, not believing her eyes.

She reached him, and grabbed him, holding his body close to hers.

"I thought I would never see you again." She backed away from him and looked at him.

He was confused, she could tell by the expression on his face, "What's wrong, Seaweed Brain?"

"I'm sorry, but who are you exactly?" Percy asked.

Annabeth's face fell, "I'm Annabeth, Percy. I'm your girlfriend."

Percy shook his head, "No, Aliza is my girlfriend. She's from the Roman camp."

A girl with brown hair with blonde highlights stepped out from behind him. Her green eyes sparkled when she looked at Percy.

"B-but I'm your girlfriend." Annabeth stammered.

"Well, you're not anymore." Percy looked at Annabeth with a blank expression on his face, "I don't even remember you."

Percy turned to Aliza and kissed her passionately on the lips.

Annabeth winced. It felt as if Percy had just poured lemon juice on an open wound in her heart.

"I love you." Aliza said in a silky voice.

"I love you more." Percy said leaning in for another kiss.

Annabeth woke up in a cold sweat, screaming her head off.

"Annabeth, shut up!" One of her siblings yelled at her.

She stopped screaming and drew in a few shaky breaths. She focused on her breathing and nothing else.

All her groggy siblings looked at her waiting for an apology or an explanation.

"I gotta go." Annabeth kicked off the covers and slipped on her shoes.

She went to the door, looked at her siblings again, and left the cabin.

She started to run, not sure where she was going. The wind whistled in her ears, and her eyes were blinded by her tears.

The night was still dark, still five hours until sunrise.

Annabeth slowed her pace and wiped her tears away, trying to see where she had run to.

Cabin 3.

She stepped inside and let her feelings melt away.

Percy's cabin was as he had left it. The bed was made and everything was well kept.

She walked over to the board where he had all his photos hanging. There were photos of him and Grover, photos of his mother, a photo of his father, but mostly there were photos of Annabeth and him.

Photos of them training, photos of them smiling, photos of them smiling, but Annabeth's favorite was the one of them kissing underwater.

The nymphs had taken that photo when they had been in the water.

It had probably been the best underwater kiss of all time.

Annabeth smiled at the memory, and then took the photo off the wall. She looked at it and then held it close to her heart.

She sat down on Percy's bed and looked at the picture in more detail.

The way Percy held her, the way they kissed, the air bubbles floating all around them, the way you could tell that Annabeth was smiling through the kiss.

She sighed and lied down on Percy's bed. It smelt so much like him that Annabeth felt at peace, and she drifted off into a deep sleep.