Hey guys,
Sorry that this is late, my choir tour went a little over schedule, got home yesterday. Well the votes were a little low so I have decided to give all 3 of those who voted what they wanted.
Anonymous voter (s) –
Voted for 'Annabeth trying to be angry but failing and then getting really happy'
Iheartb's-
Voted for Upset after telling me about the Giver series which btw I know about but have yet to read. I have almost started it a few times but idk if I should. I don't want to be disappointed.
Number1Bookworm-
Wants her to be so happy that she runs away crying. To me this is a good idea but not really the Annabeth that Rick writes about but I can work off of this idea still.
I would also like to acknowledge the other reviewers. I love that you think this is good and would like to thank everyone that is taking their time to read this.
EmmiG (x2)
Trinigyal123
Anonymous (M)
Sibzzy (btw I can't stand Hera I just like Peacocks, sorry)
Pjoroxs
LadySarahj
Thank all of you for reviewing. I hope the list grows larger with the last chapter in part 1, and that everyone enjoys the next Part 2 coming really soon.
And with no further interruptions I would love to introduce the next chapter in part 1 Mark of Athena Reunion.
Love,
Cam3910
Annabeth POV
So, that is how the afternoon went, they all exchanged stories, (Percy did receive a few glares from Annabeth when he recalled what had happened for him to retrieve his memory). Thalia explained how she and Jason were siblings, and they exchanged their plans for going to Greek and now Rome.
When it was all over Annabeth and Percy were finally left alone.
"Take a walk with me?" he asked her.
"Of course," Annabeth said with a smile.
Percy grabbed her hand and for the first time in 8 months Annabeth felt safe. The path that Percy took her on was secluded and practically abandoned of all living creatures at this time of night. When Reyna had opened the door to the senate building everyone had been shocked at the lateness of the night before them. By the time she and Percy had reached the top of the hill overlooking the whole camp it was close to midnight. They stood there for the gods only know how long before Percy turned to her.
"So now that you know the whole story are you mad at me?" he asked timidly. Annabeth felt him tighten his grip on her hand as if he was afraid that she would pull away, and as much as she wanted to never let go this was exactly what she did. He had asked a really good question. Was she mad at him?
He had remembered her the entire time and she understood that it was just her name, but he had still bet his life against a profit for crying out loud. He had to have had some idea of how much that would have hurt her if he had failed. And then when he had remembered her completely he still went on with that stupid quest. Of course she got that during that quest they had killed a giant which meant that was one more danger they didn't have to worry about. Then again-
What are you doing you stupid girl. I have allowed you two to be with each other again. I have allowed you safe passage into this camp against the protests of my husband. I have done everything in my power to make sure your Percy Jackson was not killed. Do not take my gift lightly. You might not have as much time as you wish to be with him. Your mother has told you of what is to come. Don't make me speed up the process. The voice inside Annabeth's head was not welcome like her mother's had been. This voice was of one of her least favorite goddesses. Hera, and as much as Annabeth hated to admit it she was right. Annabeth was standing next to the one person she cared for more than herself, and here she was trying to talk herself into being angry with him.
"Annabeth?" Percy said from behind her.
She winced at his voice. The image that her mom had shown her the night the Argo II had set off came back to her. She saw herself pinned by Jason; struggling to reach something in the distance. Her mouth opened in a mute scream. The only sound in the dream had been a yell so blood curtailing that just the memory brought tears to her eyes. She could see him in the dream then, his clothes ripped and soaked in his blood, his hair matted with the stuff, and every inch of his body was covered with either a deep gash or a bruise. His eyes were glassy and filled with tears of pain, but the pain was split in half. The majority of the pain was directed toward the Annabeth pinned by Jason. It was the pain of knowing that there was no way to save her. Stupid Seaweed Brain always thinking of others even in the midst of his own suffering. Athena had kept a running commentary the entire time reminding Annabeth that this would be caused by her. She would be the reason the love of her life was going to die.
"Annabeth are you okay?" Percy asked causing her to jump when he put his hand on her back.
She turned to him and when he saw the tears that had spilled he pulled her into a hurried hug. She buried her head in his chest using the smell of the ocean on him to calm her down, but the images kept coming to her and she couldn't help but think that she would soon never smell the smell of the ocean on him again. She had tried to convince herself that it had all been a nightmare and Percy could not be hurt but the moment she learned that he no longer possessed the curse of Achilles she knew in the back of her mind that her mother's dream was really a vision of the future and Hera had just conformed that. She also made up Annabeth's mind. That future was not an option.
"It's okay Wise Girl. We are together again and I won't let anyone man or god do that to us ever again. I promise. I love you." He mumbled.
"I won't either, I don't know about the love part though," she teased playfully shoving him before kissing him with every ounce of love she could muster before exploding into a huge goop of mushy daughter of Athena. "I love you too Seaweed Brain and don't you ever forget it…" she said before they could both add "Again."