Disclaimer: You know this already but anyway. I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Rick Riordan does.

A/N Thanks to all those who reviewed ^^ Short chapter , because the previous one was too long ¬.¬ Only from Percy's POV. I'm going to create the dock from my own imagination, because I haven't been there before. Heck, I'm not even sure if there's a dock :D

Since we'd both eaten before we left, dinner was out of the option. I bought a hot dog for the each of us (hey, it was cheap), and we wandered around the dock munching the hot dog and doing nothing in particular. It wasn't a wasted trip though – the sound of the waves slowly lapping the walls and the sea spray gently spraying in our faces (Annabeth's face, mostly – I just stayed miraculously dry as usual) helped to calm me down, soothing my nerves and preventing me from screwing up by accidentally reminding Annabeth of Luke again.

She knew the reason I came here, and just stayed quiet, watching the ocean wordlessly beside me. It was starting to feel a bit romantic, as if I was about to propose to her or something, and I shook my head to dislodge the thoughts that were slowly piling up. She turned her head suddenly, though, and just stared silently at me. I felt her gaze on my arm, and I made the mistake of turning my head back at her. Our eyes met, and –

Whoosh. A giant wave suddenly reared up from the sea and crashed over us, leaving everything else (even the floor) untouched. We both stood, dripping wet and drenched through, slightly stunned, looking like something that had just come out from the swamp. Then –

"Poseidon," I grimaced.

She did the most unexpected thing. She started laughing, a tinkling bell-like laughter that pealed into the air. I stared at her, a look like – We just got attacked by a giant wave sent by the Sea God and you're laughing? – but before I knew it, I started laughing too.

We both stood there, two completely soaked teenagers laughing for no reason, and I knew that the passers-by were giving us looks and walking a wide berth around, but for some reason I didn't care.

Soon we stopped, so as to not get to the point of hysteria, and I willed away the water off the both of us so that we were dry again. As Annabeth wiped away tears she said, "I don't blame him though, seeing his son and a daughter of Athena together, right next to the ocean."

"Probably couldn't resist," I muttered. "I'm glad your mom isn't here though – you think she'd throw a dictionary at me or something?"

She gave me a despairing look.

I checked my watch. "I think we better be heading back soon."

"'Kay." She turned around, and I heard an audible gasp.

"What is it?" I turned around, squinting slightly to see through the Mist, then –

"Oh gods."