A/N: An idea at the end was inspired by commercials for "Love and Other Drugs." No copyright infringement intended on that movie; it was just a cute idea. Plus I love Anne Hathaway. Amazing. Oh, and while I'm at it, I don't own PJO either because if I did, Percy and Annabeth would've made out ages ago.

Plus, please be aware that that scene might be more M than T, so…yeah. I certainly hope not, but it's entirely possible depending on how sensitive people are to that kind of thing.

It was late morning, almost noon, when Percy padded into his bathroom to shower. Annabeth had left after lunch yesterday, promising to see him today, and so he planned to get all decked out for her and arrange a nice dinner where they could just relax. She'd been bustling around trying to get a lot of work done, and she would probably have to meet with Luke again soon.

As the hot water poured over him, he was too caught up in thoughts of Annabeth to hear the front door opening, a man stepping in, or the flop of a file folder as it landed on his couch. When he walked out of his loft twenty minutes later to go to his dad's office, he still didn't see it.

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Luke Castellan was having a great day. He was confident that the file folder was currently inside of Percy Jackson's apartment and that, eventually, Annabeth would see it there before Percy either had a chance to notice it or dispose of it.

And then she wouldn't listen to his explanation or his excuses and she'd be out of his life in a heartbeat.

His day only brightened further when Percy himself stepped into the office and scowled and Luke.

"Stay away from Annabeth," he said with a huff.

Luke arched an eyebrow. Juniper was currently away from her desk and Poseidon was in a conference down the hall. "Why?"

"Because she's not yours."

"She won't be yours much longer."

"Yeah? Well she's mine for now. So back the hell off, Castellan. She doesn't want you."

"She doesn't know what she wants."

"I think she does since she was with me yesterday afternoon."

"Now, now, Percy, let's not reduce Miss Chase to bedroom qualities."

"Did I say anything about it being in a bedroom?"

Luke smiled casually and Percy felt a little guilty about how he was talking about her. He felt even worse when Luke snapped back with this: "Yeah, that's true. Annabeth was never one for normal places…" He paused, still smiling. "Or positions."

"You-you—"

"Did she tell you about the rug burns she got once—?"

Percy hit him before he knew what he doing. Square in the jaw. When Luke snapped his face back to Percy and opened his mouth, Percy was already walking furiously back down the hall.

Luke grinned, rubbing his sore jaw. Wow. If that was all it took to make Percy mad then he was really in love with her. Perfect.

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There was non-stop knocking on his door. He stood from his couch in his entertainment room and walked through the long halls, rolling his eyes.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming!"

He unlocked the door and opened it quickly. Annabeth stared up at him, a long trench coat pulled tight around her. He arched an eyebrow at her.

"It's like 90 degrees out," he muttered.

"Nice to see you too, Seaweed Brain."

"'Seaweed Brain'?"

"I just came up with it. 'Cause you have seaweed in your head."

"Ha ha."

She smiled and bit her lip. "So, um, can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure," he said, stepping aside and then closing the door behind her after she entered.

She turned to face him when she was at the couch. "I was thinking about you today."

"I was gonna call you. Ask if you wanted to go out to dinner."

"Hmm, I think it would be better if we stayed in."

"Oh?"

"Yeah." She squirmed and kicked off her purple flats. "See, I'm a little…underdressed." She accompanied the last word with the motion of letting the coat fall to the floor to reveal her in all of her glory.

Percy swallowed tightly. "Ah. Yeah, wouldn't want anybody getting a look at that."

"No. Definitely not."

He grinned. "I don't suppose you'd like to have a glass of wine first?"

"Not really." She took a step forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm a little tired from the day. Perhaps we could just go straight to bed."

Still with the silly grin on his face, Percy scooped her up and practically sprinted to his bedroom.

Somewhere in the night—she couldn't remember the exact moment because…well, her brain hadn't really been working quite right—she twisted her fingers in his hair and pulled him up for a kiss. After they had broken the contact of their lips, Annabeth couldn't stop the words from spilling out.

"I love you," she gasped, and immediately went back to kissing him.

He didn't respond.

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Annabeth had left the bed while Percy was still sleeping. In his shirt and a pair of clean black boxers she found in his drawer, she padded towards the kitchen. However, she froze when she saw a thick manila folder on his couch. What the…

She picked it up and noticed that the tab said, "Athena and Co."

Her heart seemed to stop for a moment. She was still staring at it when Percy walked in.

"Hey," he said, a smile in his voice. "What's that?"

"Why don't you tell me?" She must will her voice not to crack. She couldn't let him get to her. Not now. Not after everything. She held out the folder to him and, frowning, he took it, reading the tab. His jack went slack.

"Annabeth, I have no idea—"

"Oh, save it. I should've known this would happen. You and Luke—two of a kind." She picked up her coat and got the arms correct so she could slip it on. "And to think… I… I can't believe…" She would not cry. She would not cry. "Why would—?" She had to stop as her voice cracked. She pulled her flats on and refused to look him in the eye.

"Hey, wait, this isn't mine. I have no idea how this got here, Annabeth."

She brushed her messy hair to one of her neck and tied it up into a fast bun hurriedly, still not meeting his eyes. "Of course you don't. You've never seen it before in your life. It's all a big misunderstanding."

"Exactly!"

She spun, glaring at him, unshed tears pooling. "You're a liar and a fool, Percy Jackson. Don't ever talk to me again."

"Wait," he said, grabbed for her wrist as she turned towards the door again and managed to get her facing him again.

"No!" She yanked her arm out of his grasp. "You know what, Percy? I thought that for once in my life, a relationship was going well! I was falling in lo—" She closed her eyes. "And I thought you cared about me; I thought you were different." When she opened her eyes, a single tear trailed down her cheek. "I was wrong." She snatched the folder out of his hand and was gone in an instant, the door slamming behind her.

A/N: (tear) So, once again, THANK YOU SO MUCH so reviewing. Love you guys:) Hope you enjoyed the chapter.

Love,

E. M. Zeray