Two quick notes: first of all, thanks so much for all of the great reviews! They mean a lot! Secondly, the song mentioned in this chapter although you might not recognize the title, is actually the song you are probably thinking of. Play it on You Tube if you'd like (I've actually played the song on the piano). That's all… oh! Enjoy the chapter!

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Stupid alarm. Waking me up at… 7:00 AM! What in Hades? I didn't set it for this early in the morning… Annabeth.

That's when I noticed the note:

-Percy

I thought I'd set the alarm on the early side for you to ensure that you would be on time.

See you at the alter!

Love,

Annabeth

See you at the alter? Is she kidding? Does she like to freak me out? Does she like to make me rethink my decisions?

Doesn't she know me well enough by now that I'm the type of guy who freaks out over stuff like this? That reminding me of large changes in my life isn't going to go over all too well.

Oh well, I do love her and I should get over my commitment issue by now… right?

I'm up so I might as well stay up. After all, she does have a point; I tend to be late to important things. I'm not quite sure why, it's almost like I'm cursed.

Knock! Knock!

Oh goodie, there's the door. I guess it's good that Annabeth got me up.

I walked over to the door groggily and opened it (which took all of the minimal energy I had).

There in the hallway, at 7 in the morning, was Nico and Grover, in other words, my best friend and cousin. Or today you could say my groom's men.

"Percy!" Grover said, a shocked look on his face, "I can't believe that you're up! I thought we were going to have to pound on the door a couple of times…"

"Annabeth." I stated simply, walking back into the kitchen to make some coffee.

"Typical." Nico said, sitting on one of the counter stools.

"So, what exactly are you guys doing here?" I asked, "I thought we were going to meet at the church…"

"We were," Grover started, I handed him a cup of coffee which he took greatfully, "But we were worried about you."

"Worried about me?" I asked. Did everyone seem to think that I'd fail?

"Well," Nico said, "You tend to forget things, or are late. So we thought we'd drop by to make sure that you remembered everything, and that you are on time so your first night with Annabeth isn't you two fighting."

"You have a point," I muttered, making sure I didn't say that too loudly.

"I know we do. " Nico said, taking a sip of his coffee.

***

"Do you have your tux?" Grover asked. We were packing everything to take to the church, and as expected, the two of them were bugging me.

"What does it look like I'm holding?" I asked, shaking the large garment bag that I had in my hand.

"Okay, Mr. Moody." Nico said, throwing a couple of disposable cameras into a bag.

"Sorry that I'm ruining your day." I said, dripping sarcasm.

"Hold on," Grover said, after a few minutes of silence. He was sticking up a hand in the air, but you couldn't see his face because he was buried into the cabinets, "Percy, where's is your wedding vow?"

"It should be in the bag with the rings and stuff for the ceremony," I said, putting a bottle of hair gel into a plastic bag, "why, is it missing?"

"No," Grover said unsurely, "it isn't missing, the bag is." He seemed to be wincing, like he was expecting me to throw the bag of stuff I was holding at his head.

"The bag is what?" I said, gritting my teeth, to stop myself from exploding at Grover.

"It might be missing," Grover said. He then proceeded to throw stuff around the room in search for the missing bag.

"I'll help look," I said, putting the bag of beautification products down, "if we don't find this bag, I'm dead."

"I thought you were invulnerable," Grover said. I could see that he was desperately trying to decrease the amount of tension in the room.

"Yeah, but not everywhere," I said, emphasizing the word 'not', "and unfortunately the one who will kill me knows where that spot is."

***

After about 20 minutes of searching everywhere in the house, we found the bag in my closet, sitting by itself, completely untouched.

"Oh right, that's where I stuck it." I said, once we spotted it on the top shelf.

"You put it there?" Grover asked, giving me a sharp look.

"Yeah," I admitted, "I kinda forgot. I put it here so Annabeth wouldn't find it, but you had me so nervous that we lost it, that I forgot I hid it." The irony of ironies, I lost something that I was hiding.

"Well, now at least the bag is found and we can leave," Nico said, looking from Grover to me, "right?"

"Yeah," I said, shuddering at the thought of Annabeth if she walked down the aisle and found that I wasn't there, "let's get going. I really can't be late."

***

"Percy!" I heard someone call from behind me. I turned around; it was none other than, my mother. Behind her were my step-dad Paul and my four-year-old half sister Natalie (who was also the flower girl).

"Hey, mom." I said, giving her a hug.

"I can't believe it!" She said, after she finally let go of me. I could practically see the tears in her eyes, "You're finally getting married, and to someone so nice…"

"Mom, it's Annabeth," I said. I might have sounded harsh, but Mom's known Annabeth for years and years, "you've known her for years. Plus, you've known about this wedding for oven a year!"

"Yeah Sally, lay off Percy a little." Paul said, winking at the same way he did when I was 15.

"Okay," She said, "I just still can't believe how fast the years have gone. It only feels like yesterday you were telling us you were going to bathe in the River Styx, and now you're getting married!" Even though she was emotional, I could still tell that she was happy.

"Yeah, well, things happen." I said, running my hand through my hair.

"Mama?" Natalie asked, once there was a small gap in the conversation.

"What, honey?" She asked. We all turned to the four-year-old dressed in all white. She also had a couple of small flowers in her hair and she wore a large smile on her face.

"Why does that man have fur legs?" She asked, sticking a finger at Grover.

My mom looked at me, and her expression must have been the same as mine. She can see through the mist.

"Well, that's because he's a satyr." I said, sinking down so I was squatting, therefore meeting her at eye level.

"Oh," She said, a thoughtful expression on her face, "what's that?"

"You know what?" I said, "I'll tell you once the wedding is over, okay?"

"Yeah!" She exclaimed, beaming.

"Well, we're going to go and find Annabeth and bring Natalie to her." My mom said, taking Natalie by the hand.

"Sounds good." I said, taking one last glance in the mirror. The wedding's in one hour and I can only hope that I'm ready.

***

Damn tux! Why does it have to be so itchy when it gets sweaty? As if I'm not already uncomfortable standing at the alter with tons of people staring at me while just waiting for my future wife to walk down the aisle.

In the crowds of guests, I can see my dad. This is the first time I've ever seen him in a suit, I'm so used to him in his beach clothes. And sadly enough Annabeth's mom is there too. Luckily, they're divided by a whole bunch of guests and the aisle, so for now we should be safe.

The nice thing about marrying your friend from back when you were little, there really aren't any guests that you can't recognize, you know everyone.

Suddenly, Pachabel's Canon begins to play, and the large doors of the church open and revile none other than Thalia walking down the aisle in an aqua blue brides' maid dress.

A few more brides' maids come out before Annabeth finally comes out. And gods let me tell you, she looks beautiful.

If I had any doubts earlier, they all vanished at the sight of her. She had her hair down for the most part, but the top half was in two braids that met in the center. Her dress was of course, white, but the top half was patterned with flowers and the bottom just flowed.

Although she didn't look like the normal Annabeth all that much, she still looked more beautiful than ever. As she got to the front of the church, she smiled. A large, gorgeous, smile that showed just how happy she was.

Just as fast as her smile came, it left once she reached where I was. She shot me a glance of warning, and I've seen this very same harsh look too many times before, the expression that said, 'you'd better not mess this up, Seaweed Brain.'

I tried to do my best 'I won't!' look, but who knows what it ended up looking like. For all I know, I could've looked like I was choking.

"You may be seated." The priest guy said. The music suddenly came to a halt, and our guests all sat down simultaneously. It almost looked like it was rehearsed.

And here we go…

Okay, so I know this chapter was on the shorter side. It's just that it's finals week and I should be studying, so I thought I'd do a short chapter instead of making you guys wait a really long time for a longer chapter. The next chapter will be the reception. So, on that note, please review!