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The dress seemed to weigh nothing at all. She slowly stroked the mirror with her hand. It was hard to believe that this was actually happening, after everything they'd been through. She kept thinking she'd suddenly wake up and be plunged back into reality again. The veil hung loosely over her face, the only makeup a touch of lipstick. That had been what she'd asked for. For her scars and her imperfections to be clear when she walked up the aisle. She didn't want to start this marriage as someone she wasn't.
Her dress was white, slim to her figure with a small trail behind her. The silk was soft, embracing her body so she felt like she was wearing nothing at all. It was simple and pure, with nothing but a tiny ring of pearls around her waist. The veil thin and delicate, her hair falling in perfect curls around her face. She reached up and tucked a blonde hair behind her ear. Her hands wouldn't stop shaking.
Her feet were bare and she could feel the soft sand under her toes as she stood there. They were going to get married on the beach of Camp Half-Blood, next to the lake where they had shared their first kiss so many years ago. The Gods were around somewhere, talking to their children properly for the first time in too long. All her friends had reunited for the wedding, the seven together once again. Speaking of her friends, a brunette stepped into the tent. She was of Cherokee descent, her plaited hair falling onto her shoulder. She seemed to glow, beauty coming off her in waves. She was wearing a simple dress that reached down to her toes, flying out when she spun. It was a stormy grey which exactly matched Annabeth's eyes, with a blue ribbon tied loosely around her waist. Blue and grey united. Annabeth hadn't noticed how well the colours looked together until now.
Her knees buckled, and she fell into a chair. Her hands wouldn't stop shaking, and one thousand buffaloes charged around her stomach.
"Hey, it's okay." Piper's voice was smooth and reassuring, and Annabeth detected the hint of charm speak in her words. "It's okay to be nervous."
"It's ridiculous. I've been through Tartarus, fought the Earth Mother herself. It makes no logical sense that I should be nervous now."
"Love isn't logical. It's your wedding day, and you're scared something'll go wrong. That's all." Annabeth looked at her friend, trying her best to steady her breathing.
"What if something goes wrong though? What if the Gods argue, what if my mother stops the wedding or hurts Percy? What if there's a monster attack, or Poseidon gets over emotional and floods it?" Annabeth threw her hands up, her anxiety shining clear on her face.
"Don't worry. It'll be perfect, I promise. And do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because of him." Piper took the other girl's hand and pulled her towards the tent flap. Through it the young woman with stormy grey eyes saw a sight that made her heart melt. Perseus Jackson, with a young camper up on his shoulders. He was talking to her, making a tiny dolphin out of water that spun through the air and came right up to her face. The little girl stared at the tiny animal, her gaze transfixed, earlier tears forgotten. He handed it gently to her, and her face broke out in a huge smile. She ran with it, placing it gently in the crystal blue lake, where it disappeared into the depths. Then, as she made to turn away, and whole family of dolphins made of nothing but water sprang out of the surface, spinning and rotating in the gentle wave. The bride looked on as the other campers crowded around to see the beautiful sight. Then she was pulled back into the flap again.
"That's why you shouldn't be nervous. Because you're marrying him. And you're going to be happy with him for the rest of your life. Because he is utterly in love with you. Now it's your time. Go on. Start your life together. Go on."
Annabeth Chase walked out of the tent, taking her father's arm when it was offered. She walked calmly down the aisle, the sand crunching under her feet as she walked. She turned the corner, and suddenly saw him standing there. He was in a simple black suit, his hair untamed and his eyes soft as he looked at her. His face was stretched into a goofy grin, and suddenly she was right next to him, and he held her hand in his. Chiron was saying the vows, which they'd written by themselves. Percy squeezed her hand, then stared straight into her eyes with his green ones.
"Annabeth Chase, I swear to always love you. I swear to keep you safe, as long as you promise to keep me safe." A ripple of laughter went through the crowd. "I swear to never let you go, never leave you, and never let you feel alone. I swear to never let you go, literally. And I swear that no matter what happens, no matter if you get old or the monsters hurt you, I will love you more each and every day that I live. I promise you Wise Girl."
Then Percy smiled at her, that goofy, loyal smile of his, and the tears streamed faster down her face.
"Oh gods, did I do something wrong." His eyes widened, his voice becoming higher as he started to panic. Annabeth had to stifle a giggle, before replying,
"No, you were perfect. I'm crying because I'm happy."
"Happy crying, right. Okay. Cool."
Chiron carried on the ceremony, but Annabeth's rehearsed statement seemed nothing to her Seaweed Brain's. They stood there, staring into each other's eyes while the centaur spoke, until he at last uttered the words they'd been waiting for.
"You may kiss the bride."
Percy pushed her veil above her head and they kissed. It started off sweet and gentle, but grew until the pair were kissing passionately, and the crowd were hooting and laughing. But the pair were oblivious to them all, until they finally emerged breathless, and noticed the shouts and cheers. And with that kiss they set off together in their latest adventure, side by side once again.
