Last chapter had a lot of grammatical errors in it. Sorry about that. I was just excited to write again. :D

So I changed the summary a bit and changed the rating to M. Heehee. Hope you like it.

We dropped the kids at Camp. Turns out the surprise was for the kids not us. Not that we minded. Much.

'Mom, dad', said an excited voice behind us. I turned towards Alex. She was with a boy. Blonde, tall, blue-eyed. I looked at Percy and I could see one thing in his expression. Murder. So I nudged him. He ignored me.

'Hi Mr and Mrs Jackson', said that boy extending his hand towards us. I shook his hand while Percy did too his eyes never left the boy.

'I'm Brad, son of Apollo'.

NOW Percy looked ready to strike the boy down. He didn't exactly like Apollo's children very much since Octavian...

'He's my boyfriend', Alex added. Oh God! She shouldn't have said that. ANYTHING but THAT. I shot her a look and she seemed to register Percy's expression for the first time. She swallowed.

'How old are you?', Percy asked.

'Sixteen, sir', Brad replied, visibly scared now. Poor guy.

'Look Chiron is calling to you guys', I said. 'Run along. We'll all talk later'. He smiled gratefully at me and Percy fist his hands. Aww, I thought as I saw them almost run away towards Chiron away from Percy.

'Let's go for a walk, Percy', I said. He didn't register my words as he was still glaring into the distance, scowling. So I dragged him towards his cabin. Poseidon didn't have any other children till now other than of course this guy who was still looking around for his daughter.

I knew this was the day he dreaded and his nightmare had just looked into his face and introduced himself.

I closed the door behind us and locked it.

'You scared both of them', I accused him.

'They brought this upon themselves, Annabeth. This is hardly the age'.

'Might I remind you. You were fourteen when we first kissed'.

'That was different'.

'And sixteen when we started dating'.

'We had gone through a lot together. We deserved it. They don't even love each other'

'How do you know that, oh God of Love?' I teased him. Hid face softened and he looked at me.

'Cause she is half you half me, I think we know that much', true I thought. She is infatuated with him. However we can't overlook the fact that they actually might be serious.

'She'll make mistakes. She will learn. If we don't give her exposure, she will hate us for the rest of our lives', I said. 'Besides, forget the kids, no? When we can do something much better', I said sliding my hands around his neck and leaning towards him, our faces just inches apart'

'You are trying to distract me, love', he said while his hands went around my waist and his lips brushed mine when he spoke. Every time we did something like this, it was as if it were the first time for us. At least me. And I would get all nervous and giggly.

'Is it working?', I asked as I kissed him lightly.

'Yes', he said huskily and crushed his lips to mine and I was in heaven. I remembered the first time we had sex.

It had been after the Giant War. The night on the first of August.

We were in the Poseidon cabin, all stretched out on the bed together. Not touching though. Thoroughly tired. Almost asleep.

I don't now what it was. Whether it was the relief, the emotions, the love? But the next thing I knew I had flung myself on to Percy's chest and was crying my heart out in his shirt. He didn't say anything. He just stroked my hair and put his other hand around my shoulders.

I looked at him. He smiled at me through his sea-green eyes and wiped the tears from my face. He then put his hands on my shoulders and brought me up so that I nestled against his shoulder and neck with his arms around me. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up it took me a while to realize what all had happened. I looked at my wristwatch, it was two thirty in the morning. We were in the same position as we were when we went to sleep. I braced myself supporting myself on an elbow and looked at Percy. He looked absolutely gorgeous sleeping like that and I couldn't resist it. So I kissed him.

The movement caused him to open his eyes. I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. I kissed him again this time harder. Lips sliding against each others'.

I wanted more. I wanted all of him.

So I turned an straddled him. My hands on his shoulders, his around my waist. I pulled back just to see his reaction. His eyes had darkened. He had understood.

'Are you sure, Annabeth?', he asked.

'Yes', I replied.

'I mean the first time hurts. And I don't want to hurt you. And we are just sixteen, almost seventeen, we can -' I shut him up with a kiss and pulled back looked into his eyes and asked.

'Do you not want me?'

He grimaced at me. 'What kind of question is that'. When he saw I was serious, he laughed and turned us so that he was on top of me.

'Of course, Wise Girl', he murmured against my lips.

'Then shut up and kiss me', I replied. He complied. He crushed his lips to mine and scooped me into the circle of his arms. I tugged at his shirt and lifted it as much as I could my hands touching his back. He groaned and sat up. He pulled off his shirt and then helped me out of mine. Still sitting up we kissed. His hands were everywhere.

My hair, my face, neck, shoulders, down my arms, sliding back up to my back only to go down again then circling around my waist rubbing slightly, then to my stomach, up towards my bra clad breasts. I shivered at his touch only to have him press me to his body. His tongue was teasing my lips and tongue.

My own hands were busy exploring his body. His muscles on his back, the previous Achilles spot, his abs, chest. I undid the top button of his jeans and slid the zipper down and reached towards my own. But he didn't let me.

He pushed me onto my back and trailed kisses down my neck. Hitting the soft spot at the base of my neck. I moaned. His hand went around me to unclasp my bra. It took some time and some fumbling but it was off and tossed somewhere.

He touched my breasts slightly and then covered one fully with his hand while his mouth covered the other one. Red hot desired streaked through me. He touched, kissed, blew and sucked them. Tormenting me. He lifted his gaze to my face and I knew I couldn't love anyone more than this. A tear fell from the side of my face.

He reached up and swiped it away.

He undid my jeans and then removed it along with my undergarment. He then removed his own and lay down next to me. I turned my face towards his. He cupped the side of my face and kissed me. He then moved very slowly and our bodies met. A gasp left my mouth. The sheer intensity of the moment made another tear fall and then another onto his cheeks. He pulled his face back a little and looked into my eyes. Another tear left my eye.

He moved again so that he was on top of me. Ready to enter. He put both his arms around me bringing me as close to him as possible. He kissed me again. Long, sweet filled with love. I kissed him back with all the love I felt for him and he thrust his hips forward entering me. It hurt just a little and after a while I relaxed.

His lips left mime and he pulled back just enough to look into my eyes. It was so intense. He was inside me and my gaze lost in his eyes. This time the tear was his.

He pulled out and thrust back in. Slowly, steadily bringing us to the peak.

Every time a tear would fall, he would kiss it away. We held onto each other, trying to get as close as possible. Trying to become one. With his gaze locked into mine, we came together, waves of pleasure hitting me. And I knew he was feeling all of it with me.

We stayed like that for I don't know how long. Finally it subsided, our breaths came back to normal and our hearts steadied that he pulled back and we spent the night all pressed together on our sides in each others' arms.

It was one of the most beautiful nights of my life.

So how was it? Did you like it? Should I continue their story like this? Small small moments?