Percy was walking through Elysium. He had just died. He lived a long happy life, finally to be defeated by a monster.

Percy couldn't keep his promise to Annabeth. He didn't find anyone else that would love him like she did. Many girls fell in love with him, but Percy could never love them back. After all, loyalty was his fatal flaw.

He hated how he went to New Rome, lost her for eight long months, now to lose her to death. But he didn't regret it. Without Camp Jupiter, he wouldn't have met his friends. Without losing her, he wouldn't have been alive. And he wouldn't have realized how much he needed her in his life. Even after living through it all, so many people didn't know his past. He lost so many friends. Some he even forgot, which he was ashamed of.

But he never forgot Annabeth. He looked for her. Only she would make him happy. Sure blue food helped. So did his friends and family. But Annabeth was the only one who could stop the nightmares.

He woke up screaming every night. No one knew what to do. Once he did wake up, he saw Annabeth, dying again. The moment his heart hurt the most. She was dying. And he couldn't do anything about it.

Her beautiful face, stained with tears if sadness and regret. Her gray eyes full of pain. Blood coloring her shirt. Her giving him her cap and sword. Whispering sweet nothings. As weak and frail as she looked, she was confident about dying.

Percy couldn't leave her. He wanted to be with her forever.

The fields of Elysium were supposed to be joyous and happy. As a demigod who saved the world multiple times, he was basically given the pass to be there. But Percy wouldn't be happy until he found her.

Percy didn't choose rebirth. His last thought was seeing her again. Seeing Annabeth. He wanted to scream. Where is she? He walked around hoping to find her.

Annabeth sat down, sulking. She was sitting on a rock by the shores of Elysium that overlooked the Isles of the Blest. She promised to herself silently, a long time ago, when she died, she wasn't choosing rebirth, she would wait for Percy to find her. She hoped Percy didn't forget her. Maybe he did and choose rebirth. Annabeth hugged herself.

As she watched the water, she couldn't help remember her hurt heart. She couldn't leave him like that. He promised her living in New Rome. Growing old together. Having a family. Now their dreams were shattered. All because of the war.

Why? They had suffered so much already. She touched the salty cool water, remembering the salty taste of his kiss. A tear rolled down her cheek. Another.

Annabeth cried then and there. Nothing stopped her. The tears stung her eyes. She blew a kiss to the sea. Annabeth quietly whispered.

"I love you, Seaweed Brain. Don't forget me."

Percy searched and searched. His eyes looking for those honey blond locks he loved to play with. Those gray eyes that sparkled. He finally saw it. He saw her.

He knew it was her. His heart pulled at him, taking him closer to her. His heart yearned her her.

He stood by. Listening to her whisperings and tears. The last one caught his attention.

"I love you Seaweed Brain. Don't forget me."

He wrapped his arms around her. Annabeth grabbed his arms and judo flipped him. She turned and looked at the dark haired, sea-green eyed boy in front of her. They looked like they were sixteen again.

Annabeth helped him up. Percy looked into her beautiful eyes and said,

"I never did Wisegirl."

He pulled her close and kissed her. A long, gentle, loving kiss. They longed for each other for so long, now they were together again.

Maybe, it wasn't the last kiss, after all.

Hello again. I couldn't help but write some more. I love writing Percabeth stories. And I couldn't leave you guys with a terrible and really sad ending.