I was still staring in the mirror. No way could two gods be wrong. Especially since one of them was the absolute scariest god ever. And if you think I'm talking about Hades, you're a bigger idiot than I thought.

Aphrodite is soo not scary. My angel is the biggest moron ever. Well, second. She's right after Percy.

Believe it or not, Aphrodite is scary.

She's the goddess of Love. She's sweet.

Just because she's all lovey-dovey, does not mean than she isn't scary. You can be sweet and sour.

I tuned them out, still staring at my reflection. Gently I pressed my fingers to my body. Nothing would be happening because nothing could happen not until . . . I stopped my train of thought. I wouldn't trick myself into believing. It may not be impossible, but . . . still, I wondered, if maybe, some day, if the god of the dead and the goddess of love could be right.

A few tears leaked down my face. There was a knock on my cabin door. It was probably Grover, or Juniper wondering where I went. I left the bathroom, and called come in.

Just my luck.

It was Percy, but, hey, what did I expect?

"You're crying." I almost laughed. Here I am, tears leaking down my face and he just has to state the obvious.

"Come on, I saw the little bit of a smile." I glanced up at him, and he was grinning. I wanted to smile too. I wanted to kiss him, but I needed to stay strong. I needed to let him know that I wouldn't be with him until the mess was all cleared up.

"Annabeth, there are a few things that I want to tell you. Nothing relating to you and me, or Rachel. It's about me being a . . ." He trailed off, still staring into my eyes. I nodded at him, understanding. "I'm staying at Camp. I'll hang around here, maybe teach a couple of classes or something. My dad has a place where I can stay if I want too, under water. I'll maybe go there sometimes. My status as a god is 'Prince of the Seas,' like Poseidon is king. I rule under him but I'm still able to make my own decisions about certain stuff." His eyes never left my face, but now he was sitting beside me. "Now, why are you crying?"

I wasn't going to stay anything, but Percy was my best friend, and Athena was fine with that, she already knew about it. I was pretty sure Hera wouldn't, it was especially not worth the risk now that Percy was a god. Instead of answering, I asked another question. "Can two gods be wrong?"

"About the same thing?"

"It depends, I guess, on who the gods are and what the thing is."

"The scariest one and the angriest one." I told him.

"Aphrodite and Hades agree on something?" Percy was clearly surprised, I nodded anyway. "This something was about you?" I nodded.

"I don't think those two gods would be wrong, but, I'm wondering why Hades would be agreeing to something in Aphrodite's expertise."

"He didn't know that he was agreeing with her. He just knew my future and he gave me advice for it and Aphrodite had said something like it."

"Oh." Percy was quiet, then his face changed. He took my hands in his, "Annabeth, I don't understand you. You said that you loved me. Why won't you be with me? Rachel's baby isn't mine. How can you not trust me enough to tell you the truth? If it is mine, I'll take care of it, but I need you. After all these years I've wanted you, and then I find out you want me too, then, everything gets messed up, and I can't have you because of you. Please, Annabeth. Please." Oh my gods. My willpower was crumbling, because I almost felt the same. Not the parts about Rachel, obviously, but I needed him too. He was on his knees on the floor, my hands in his. He sounded close to tears.

I couldn't stay away from him. I needed him. I tore my hands away from his. He looked crushed until I threw my arms around his neck. I landed on the floors in his lap. We kissed. We didn't stop, leaning against the bed of one of my brothers, I couldn't stop. We sat there and kissed until we decided that we would be missed.

"We still have to keep this away from out parents." I told him. Percy nodded, giving me one last kiss before we left.

I didn't want to mention to him that Hera and Aphrodite already knew. We walked into the mess hall at the same time. The hall had gone quiet. Instinctively I glanced toward the gods. Poseidon looked like he was in shock. My mother looked like she was ready to strangle someone.

Oh no.

Who ratted on us? I was betting on Hera, until . . .

Okay, contest thinger ends now. You can still send me reviews and things but our camper (and it probably will be a camper) appears next chapter or chapter 11. The closest person right now is The minotour. Okay, that's about it. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, especially those like The Minotour and percabeth777 who always send me reviews and who always give me good ideas.

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