Sorry for the late update. I had writer's block.

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Annabeth:

I shook off the arms restraining me, a familiar angry fire burning from the pit of my stomach and radiating towards all parts of my body. He shouldn't have done that. It was unwise to hurt a mortal to the point of unconsciousness. He should know better after being with me for so long.

My feet brought me over to where he was standing. Ever since we defeated Gaea just a few months ago, Percy grew a whole lot calmer. I couldn't really blame him because ever since he was a child all the weight was on his shoulders. I'm glad that he gets to relax now. So it pretty much surprised me to see him lose his temper so easily, especially when it's over me.

His glare softened once he saw me but that didn't mean that mine did the same. And I was so annoyed at him that I eventually slapped him hard on the arm. "What the hell was that for?" he demanded, rubbing his abused limb.

"That was for being stupid." I growled, "You should never have done that! It was irrational and immature and idiotic. I can take care of myself, Perseus Jackson. You could have killed him and what's the benefit of that? You're making things worse!"

The man of my dreams clenched and unclenched his hands, his gaze moving to his feet in shame. I already expected him to start shouting back at me- it was what he would usually do during our fights- but he kept quiet. This just made me angrier. "Say something!" I yelled, hitting his chest repeatedly until he grabbed my wrists to stop me.

His sea green eyes were dark, like the water during a storm. "He touched you. He tried to kiss you. You're mine, Annabeth. I claimed you and I'm not letting you go." His tone was forceful and filled with passionate emotion. I opened my mouth to argue, saying that I didn't belong to anyone but he stopped me again. "Wait, Wise Girl, please. Listen to me for a moment. I love you. You're everything to me and I just can't let a mortal think that I'm not protecting you enough. You don't see it but I do. I saw how he looks at you. You can take care of yourself but it feels so much better to do it for you."

I sighed, feeling the energy being drained from me. My body felt numb as I leaned closer to his muscled torso. I was still mad at him, of course, but he had a good reason to defend my honor like that. Plus, Mike had it coming when he started flirting with me.

The bell rang signaling the end of lunch. I didn't really mind. I was going home early due to the fact that it was my "mother's" birthday. It was actually meant as an excuse for me to spend the entire day with my friends. I don't even know when Athena's birthday is.

Well, the school doesn't know that.

No one spoke as we drove back to the apartment. It wasn't like I minded skipping school since I already know everything I need to know and more. Somehow, I had the feeling that our argument wasn't over yet. He actually said that I was his and he was mine and…. The feeling that came with the confession was comforting, warm. My pride wouldn't let me admit anything to him but I did feel the same way. I can protect myself but Percy does it better than I ever will.

Leo was fiddling with the TV remote once we opened the door. He wasn't fond of picking me up from school since he was too busy making machines or weapons. As hard as Piper or I try, we can't convince him at all to go to school with us. He said that it was a colossal waste of time or something. I didn't argue. Us demigods have much more important things to do than sit in a room all day knowing things that wouldn't help us in the future at all, if we ever do have a future.

Percy headed straight for his room without another word. I tend to sleep there ever since Tartarus. Nightmares haunt me so much that I just had to make sure he was still here with me. They looked so real.

"What's up with him?" The son of Hephaestus asked when he heard the door slam in the distance. I thought I should be the one mad at him, not the other way around.

Jason and Piper pulled their friend to the kitchen to explain everything without upsetting me. But I guess it's too late for that. Nico and Thalia knew better than to interfere as well. It was clear that my boyfriend and I fight almost all the time but this just has to be the worst in so long. It's been months since our arguing led to someone closing all kinds of communication.

My lips were in pursed into a thin line, trying to suppress all the emotions. I knew that I was as stiff as a board and the only thing that showed my feelings were my eyes. The tears were ready to come. I've always hated fighting with him.

With a deep breath, I made my way to the familiar hallway and knocked on the wooden door at the end. It creaked open and I was glad that there was no resistance on the other side. Oh so he is open to talk to me. I was glad for that.

He was sitting on the bed when I saw him, his face buried on his palms and the usual even breathing hitched every once in a while. That was when I realized that he was crying. I didn't even know what it was with men that they couldn't show their tears in public. But it made me feel guilty that I was partially responsible for this. I got mad at him for protecting me. "Percy," I whimpered, kneeling in front of him. I took both of his hands in mine and brushed the hair from his face, looking directly at his mesmerizing green orbs.

"Tell me what's wrong." My voice was in a whisper, calming him as much as myself. "Seaweed Brain…"

I was suddenly sitting on his lap, his arms wrapped around my back and his tears soaking my shirt. He didn't talk. He just made little gasping sounds due to lack of breath. I held him tight, confused. Was he having one of his attacks? The kind that only we share?

My lips met his for a moment, soft and sweet and comforting. "Please, talk to me." It was harder for me than it was for him. I may hate fighting with him but seeing the effects was so much worse. I didn't hold back my own sobs, seeing that there was no need to be strong when there was no one expecting anything from us. We saved the world twice already. Right now, I just want to be with him.

"I-" he choked out, his mouth near my neck. "I can't lose you." He managed, "Please don't leave me."

Why would he think that? I He cut me off, yet again. "I know what you're gonna say. It's ridiculous, I know too. But it's possible. There are so many guys out there, so much better than I ever will be and you might find one who can treat you better than I do."

"Percy, where is this coming from?" I asked, incredulous. I grabbed him by the shoulders, wiping the tears from his cheeks and making sure that we were nose-to-nose. "I will never think of such a thing. We're meant to be together and I can't possibly live without you."

He looked very sad. "Your mother came to visit me a few minutes before you did." He murmured. "She said that she found someone in camp who she thinks is worthy of you. I begged her to not take you away from me, until you say that you don't want to be with me anymore. If that time does come, I'm not going to force you to stay."

"Don't say that!" I ordered. "Athena doesn't know anything about how I feel for you. Perseus Poseidon Jackson, you are my life and I don't possibly know what I'm going to do without you. She's stupid to think that I'm better off with someone else."

Seaweed Brain nodded mutely. His eyes told me everything I needed to know and I smiled brightly when I saw so much emotion, "I love you, too." I mused, kissing him hard and full of unexplainable passion.

We didn't dare speak about my mother anymore. All we did was spend the entire time buried under the covers and proclaiming our love for one another to the point where we just fell asleep without worrying about what position we were in.

It was 4 in the afternoon when I woke up again. He was still asleep on his side of the bed, drooling on his pillow and looking as adorable as ever. The entire dramatic encounter just a few hours ago was forgotten because we knew that there was a reason why we suffered and survived Tartarus together. If we were with any other people, we would have been dead by now. But we weren't and here I am to tell the story.

There was laughter coming from outside and I was used to the sound. It was comforting really. Every time I come home annoyed from school, it's the first thing I hear.

Someone screamed my name.

I sat bolt upright, sprinting to where I heard it to find three of my friends rolling on the ground and the other two posing on top of the coffee table. Their positions told me that it had something to do with my past. Let's see, Nico must have been Percy and Thalia was me. After a few longer glances, I realized the scene as the day after the Giant War, when we returned back to camp.

Okay, so maybe they are starting to get very immature.

Seeing that there was no use trying to argue, I went back to bed where Percy hasn't moved yet. Though he was wide awake now, his eyes were focused on the ceiling.

A small smile made its way to my face as I tackled him to a hug.

Not my best chapter but I really wanted to get this one done and over with so I could start the other one. If you have any suggestions, please tell me and I'll try to make as much of them possible. I think I'll probably end by the tenth chapter or less...

Again, I'm sorry if you weren't really satisfied. Thanks for the support and please review!:)