I'm so so sorry for taking so long to update this. Writer's block. Anyway, here's the last chapter of Bound To You. I know it's short and maybe in the future I might re-write this chapter. But being a freshmen in high school is starting to catch up with me. I'm tired and have been doing homework and babysitting for weeks now.

Thank you to all of you who reviewed and favored this story. I will be updating I Need a Hero tomorrow night or so.

P.S: My nephew was born exactly four weeks ago. Happy Four-Week Birthday Noah James, I love you. All of my stories are dedicated to you.

Gods she was beautiful when she smiled.

For most of our date, Andi started asking questions about my quest and how I became the Hero of Olympus. Even after ten minutes of trying to convince her that my best friends Grover was in a wedding dress and was going to get married to a Cyclopes, she still laughed every time I brought it up.

"So they asked you to be a god, and you turned it down?" she asked me after my story of the second Titan war.

"Well, I didn't really turn it down that fast. There was this girl that I really liked, maybe even loved, and I didn't want to be immortal and her being mortal. So, I told her how I truly felt." I explained, digging my hands in my pockets.

"And she didn't return the feelings." She finished for me. I nodded. "That sucks, sorry."

"It's fine. She kissed me and well, there was really nothing special about it."

"And the gods offer?" she asked.

"I took it."

We sat there in silence for a while, staring at the courtyard in front of us, all the different colored flowers and nymph tending to the precious plants.

"Don't you regret it?" Andi said suddenly.

"Regret taking the gods offer?" I asked her. She nodded. "Sometimes, like there is a rule that I can't see my mother and friends at the camp anytime I want; but every time I talk to my family about it they always say that I've done every time for them and needed to do something me once in a while."

"Because of your fatal flaw?"

I stared at her. She had her eyebrow raised, as if she was really interested in the story of my life. I sighed, my throat dry from talking for so long.

"Yeah, loyalty has been a real problem for me."

We sat in comfortable silence, breathing in the scent of numerous kinds of flowers. It was nice until we heard heels clacking against the marble floor.

"YOO-HOO! ANDI AND PERCY!" Aphrodite called.

"Oh dear gods! Not that woman; please kill me right now." I banged my head against the marble column next to me.

"Your fault you chose to be immortal." Andi laughed. I glared at her.

"What do you want Aphrodite?" I asked.

"Well, as much as it's fun to watch you two flirting with each other," Andi and I blushed at the comment. "I need to steal this lovely lady from you Percy, so I can get her ready for the party."

"Party? What Party?" Andi asked her, crossing her arms. She does that a lot, I noticed.

"The party for you and your siblings of course!" Aphrodite squealed, grabbing Andi's wrist and disappeared in a pink mist that strangely smelled like cinnamon.

Having another party after having one for Valentine's Day seemed like a stupid idea to me. I mean really, most gods are still getting over their hangovers from last night!

I fixed my tie for what seemed like the millionth time in less than five minutes, trying to follow Aphrodite's dress code for the evening. I gave up, throwing the tie across the room into the garbage.

"That was a birthday present!" a voice snapped. I rolled my eyes as Aphrodite appeared in my room, dressed in a dark red evening gown. (A/N: Check my profile for all the girls dresses)

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"Ugh, that's what you're wearing?" she asked.

"Um, yeah."

"Then no tie. Keep the first three buttons unbuttoned." she instructed, undoing the buttons that she wanted.

"Why?"

"Don't you want a certain daughter of Hephaestus drooling over you?" she smirked. I felt the blush rise to my cheeks.

"No," I muttered, turning away to face the mirror. Even though I sometimes hated Aphrodite's fashion ideas, this may have actually been one of her best ideas yet.

My hair was still the untamable mess that I've had since forever, my sea-green eyes seemed to pop with comparison of the ebony suit I was wearing, and since the top few buttons were unbuttoned, you could see my collarbone/chest area which was very muscular ( Which I'm very proud of thank you.)

"So, why are you throwing a party for them?" I asked her, turning towards her.

"Well, it's a nice way to welcome them to the family after everything they've been through. And, I begged my father into having the party so you and your future wife could get to know each other." she winked.

I breathed in through my nose, trying to control the blush that was spreading across my face.

"Um, f-future wife?" I stuttered, squeezing my eyes closed, hoping the embarrassment was over. I heard Aphrodite giggle, only to clear her throat.

"Wow you're dense," she rolled her eyes. "If you love her and she loves you don't you think it would make sense to get married at one point?"

"Well yeah but-"

"But what?" she interrupted.

"W-what if she doesn't love me back before the year is up?" I asked, shifting from one foot to the other.

Aphrodite's eyes softened the look of pity written on her face. She sighed, her breath smelling like peppermint; she sat down on the foot of my bed, patting the spot next to her. I sat down next to her, burying my face in my hands.

"Is this because of what happened with Annabeth?" she patted my back, only to start rubbing different patterns.

I nodded. "What if in the future, Andi did love me, and she thinks back to everything I've done to her and thinks that I ruined her life? I want her to love me for me, not for what I do or what I am."

"Well, sometimes you're just going to have to take risks. Love is all about taking risks and sacrifice. Just because one girl didn't work out doesn't mean another on won't. Especially when they're your soul mate." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

I rolled my eyes for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. But, as weird as it sounds, I rolled my eyes a thousand times in a good way.

"So," Aphrodite stood up, holding out her arm. "Ready to find your soul mate?"

A small smile made a way to my face, looping my arm through hers.

Andi's POV (For those of you who wanted her point of view ;) )

"Are you ready to go down?" my father, Hephaestus, asked me.

I looked at myself in the mirror one more time. I felt weird in a fancy dress that would cost $900 or more down in the mortal world, but here on Olympus Aphrodite gave me a full makeover, make-up and all, for free.

Of course, she insulted my wardrobe, hair, lack of make-up, etc. while doing it.

But I didn't care. All through the torment of getting my hair pulled and being sucked into a tight dress that showed all of my curves, I was thinking of Percy.

I hated him with a deep burning passion. He thinks he can just walk into my life, endangering my family and bringing us up here on fucking Olympus?

But at the same time, I liked him. Maybe I was even infatuated with the guy. I mean, I can't even look at him in the eyes without blushing or saying/doing something stupid.

Seeing him helping me and Izzy though, made me think he was just doing his deeds out of pity, or he was trying to be heroic or some of that fairytale bullshit, but no. He actually cared for me and Izzy; he was worried when we were in the infirmary for two or three days. Worried that I was locked, chained, and bleeding to death in a closet without out neighbors even hearing our screams. Percy Jackson was the only one that cared about me, about us demigods that weren't claimed and left to die.

I shook my thoughts away, looking at my dad. His beard was cleaned from all grime, oil, and grease. He brushed it and his hair. He wore a tuxedo that actually made him look like a god. I smiled at him.

"Yeah Dad, I'm ready." I looped my arm through his, walking out of the room and into the long hallway that would lead us to the grand staircase.

"Androm- I mean Andi," he started, turning himself towards me, stopping our walk. "I want to say I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Leaving you . . . with your mother."

I shut my eyes tight, trying to get my anger to go down before I started to yell at him for no complete reason.

"I never knew she would end up so, so . . . insane. She told me she would take good care of you. Then, once she gave birth, she told me you had been a still born."

I noticed he was getting a bit teary eyed, as did I. My mom told him I had died?

"I was so devastated. I-I calmly told her it wasn't her fault, but she just stayed quiet. It wasn't until then I realized that . . . " he trailed off, staring into space.

"You realized what Dad?" I asked, sitting next to him on a velvet bench.

"That she didn't care for you. That she didn't care if you lived or died. That's when I realized I made a huge mistake." He quietly sobbed, hiding his face in his hands. "When I claimed you when you were ten, I had a hard time wondering if it really was you or not. Looking at you now, you became a beautiful young woman, sacrificing everything you have for your family when you're only twenty years old. You're going to grow older, get married, have children along the way and make me a grandpa."

"Oh Dad," I sighed, wiping his tears away.

"I see the way Perseus looks at you, and he loves you Andromeda. He loves you so, so, so much." He told me, blowing his nose with a tissue he made appear out of thin air. He sounded like a trumpet when he did that.

Percy loves me? The Hero of Olympus, Defeater of Kronos and the Greatest Hero of All Time loves me? How could he love me? I'm not worthy of a man like him, let alone a god like him.

It has to be some kind of joke. It has to be. I don't believe in fairytales, I still don't. There is not love at first sight or first kiss.

Thinking of him made me want to scream on the top of my lungs in annoyance, but at the same time made butterflies flutter around in my stomach. I bit my lip, looking at my father who stood up from the bench, fixing his tie, and wiping his face.

"May I have the honor of walking my daughter down the staircase?" he whispers, smiling a little.

I nodded, a single tear sliding down my face.

By the time we got to the top of the grand staircase, everybody's eyes turned towards us. I looked around, seeing Izzy dancing with Nate, who had apologized earlier for yelling at her. I saw all the others having the time of their lives, not even caring that I could be falling down the stairs in heels, breaking my neck.

"Dad," I whispered besides him. "I forgive you."

I don't think I've ever seen anybody grin as big as my father did at that moment.

Percy's POV

As Andi walked down the stairs with her father, I felt my breath get caught in my throat. Nico, who had been invited by his father, Hades, had to remind to breathe.

"I got to hand it to you Perce, she is kind of hot." He snickered. I elbowed him.

"Shut up," I stated.

It felt like forever until she made it to the last step, which I was standing in front of.

"May I have this dance?" I said, holding my hand out for her to take. I saw her cheeks turn pink, her arms letting go of her father's (insert death glare). We walked away from Nico, who was still staring at her, and started to dance to the current song. We swayed back and forth, one set of hands together, one of mine on her hip and one of hers on my shoulder.

"How was the makeover with Aphrodite?" I smirked. She frowned, groaning in annoyance.

"It was not fun, especially with the different dresses she forced upon me."

So the night went on, a few gods and nymphs getting drunk from the wine Mr. D had brought but couldn't drink. Andi and I didn't dance with anyone else besides each other, talking and laughing about each other's lives.

"I feel like I've known you forever." She stated, while we walked along the garden. She had her heels in one hand, her dress lifted in the other.

"So do I." I replied, giving her my jacket in the cold night air. She murmured a thank you, snuggling up inside the toasty jacket.

"Percy?" she asked a few moment later.

"Mh?"

"Do you ever wonder why the Fates had us meet?"

"Everyday."

"Why do you think they did it?"

I turned my face towards her, noticing our faces were inches apart. As we leaned in closer to each other, I caught I whiff of her breath. It smelt like vanilla.

My body tingled as out lips pressed together. My eyes instantly closed, my mind going completely blank. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me while her arms went around my neck, deepening the kiss.

Out tongues battled. Not only did Andi taste like vanilla, she also smells like it. I noted the goose bumps that appeared everywhere when my hand went up and down her arm, her smooth skin was just so addicting.

We pulled away, out breath shallow.

"Andi?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you." I whispered, pressing our foreheads together, closing my eyes.

I felt her grin, her arms bringing my even closer.

"I love you too."

We stayed like that for a few minutes, not bothering to move or say anything else that could ruin this perfect moment. That's when I noticed the green glow surrounding my skin.

"What's going on Percy?" Andi questions me.

"I don't know."

"You're mortal now Percy." We both turned to see Athena standing in the entrance of the garden.

"What do you mean?" I narrowed my eyes.

Athena rolled hers, probably thinking how dumb I am so she can compare me to my father like always.

"The bet you idiot. She loves you back so now you're mortal. Must I repeat everything I say?" she goes on, but I don't care.

"What bet Percy?" Andi asked me. I kissed her repeatedly, lifting her off the ground, spinning and spinning her around until she squealed for me to stop the spinning.

I told her the story about the bet. She smiled when I told her I loved her from the beginning, making my day brighter.

I grabbed her, did a dip, and whispered:

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"So, now you're stuck with me and my siblings until the day you die." She reminded me, taking my hand in hers, intertwining our fingers.

"I think I can live with that."