Warning: This chapter is very fluffy!

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Chapter 14

Annabeth

Annabeth sat on the porch of the Poseidon cabin, staring up at the moons and the stars. The moon was so bright overhead that it casted shadows on the ground beneath them. Annabeth had always thought the night sky was so peaceful, and she used to be mesmerized by its beauty.

Although, tonight, she couldn't focus on the beauty of the night. Annemarie was alive, but she was a Hunter. That meant that she swore off boys. And that meant that she couldn't be with Fletcher.

Percy wanted to find Annemarie. He said he wanted to talk to her, and find out why she became a Hunter. He wanted to know why she left for so long, and Annabeth could tell that he was kind of hurt by her actions. Annabeth knew they were friends, but she never heard how close they were. She knew he was close with Fletcher, so she was assuming Annemarie and Percy were most likely good friends.

Annabeth wanted to spare her cousin's feelings at all costs. Maybe it was better to forget about the information that was ever shared with them, and that everyone would be better off. If Fletcher knew Annemarie was alive…gods Annabeth didn't even want to think of all of the pain that false hope would bring him.

She had to think of a way to go about this situation without anyone getting hurt in the process, but the possibilities seemed difficult.

Suddenly, the wooden door to the Poseidon cabin opened, and out walked Percy looking extremely handsome, that Annabeth hadn't expected it. He was dressed in dark wash jeans, a causal black leather jacket, and black converse. It was casual, but it suited him well.

"Sorry I took a while," Percy said sheepishly. Annabeth could practically see the blush on his face in the bright moonlight.

"I couldn't find my shoes," he continued and Annabeth bit back her laugh. Typical Percy.

"That's okay, it's nice out," Annabeth said.

Percy had told her earlier today, after they found out about Annemarie, that they needed some time just to themselves, so he was going to take her on a small, but romantic date. Annabeth didn't know how romantic Percy could get, but she was willing to find out.

"You could have come in you know," Percy said and intertwined his fingers with hers as they stepped down from his cabin.

"That's okay, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said, and Percy grinned as they walked down to the beach.

"So what do you have planned for us tonight?" Annabeth asked with a grin making its way onto her face. Percy chuckled and pointed to the beach. Annabeth didn't know what he was pointing to, until her eyes fell on a table set up perfectly. Small candles were lit on the table, and a dinner set for two were beside them.

"Oh Percy," Annabeth said as a blush rose to her cheeks. She wasn't dressed for the occasion. Her blonde hair was pulled back in her usual ponytail, and she was dressed in a Camp Half-Blood shirt with jeans, and converse.

She really didn't feel beautiful, but that didn't stop Percy. He pulled the chair out from the table for her, and Annabeth laughed lightly.

"Thank you," she said, and Percy smiled before taking a seat across from her.

"Piper helped," he said sheepishly while scratching the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his that Annabeth had grown to love. It showed a vulnerable side of him underneath all that male bravado.

"I assumed," Annabeth said, "this is very sweet, Percy."

She could see the blush on his cheeks under the dim light, and it only made Annabeth's smile grow bigger.

"I just thought, you know, with everything going on, we deserved some time to ourselves," Percy said while reaching across the table to take Annabeth's hand. She smiled again, and felt her heartbeat quicken in her chest. Gods, she loved the boy in front of her with her whole heart.

"I love you," she heard herself say, the words slipping out of her mouth as if it was so natural to say to him. Percy's grin grew ear to ear.

"I love you, too," he said in reply, and Annabeth felt like her heart would burst.

"So what did Piper make for us?" Annabeth asked while looking down at the pasta in front of them.

"Actually, Hazel made it," Percy said with a slight chuckle, and Annabeth grinned, "and it's penne. I hope you like it."

"You're so nervous, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth commented, although she could feel the nerves inside of her chest, herself. She didn't know why she was so nervous, it was only Percy, she has known him for what seemed like forever, that he was a part of her life now, he was a part of her.

But seeing him in front of her, looking extremely handsome in the moonlight; Annabeth couldn't control her heartbeat.

"Sorry," he said sheepishly, "it's just you look so beautiful."

Annabeth felt herself blush as his words and her heart skipped a beat.

"You don't look too shabby yourself," she said, and Percy chuckled. Annabeth took a bite of her pasta, which was surprisingly good. She didn't know Hazel knew how to cook, and she'd have to talk to her about that later.

She and Percy started talking about Goode, and some of the funny things that his friends there had done. Annabeth loved hearing these types of stories. It made her feel almost…normal.

She knew she could never be normal, but at that moment, she felt like two normal teenagers on a date.

Once they were done eating, Percy came up with the incredulous walk along the beach. Cliché, but Annabeth felt herself falling into the cliché trap. Gods, she sounded like a daughter of Aphrodite.

But for some reason she loved it.

Percy's hand was intertwined with hers as they walked in silence, but it wasn't an awkward silence. Annabeth loved listening to the waves crash against their ankles, and she could stare at Percy for the whole night, but of course he had to be cocky about it.

"Like what you see?" he teased when he caught her staring.

"Shut up."

Percy laughed, and suddenly wrapped his arms around Annabeth's waist and lifted her up.

"Percy!" she gasped, "put me down!"

Percy laughed and spun her around before putting her down on the sand, which Annabeth was grateful for. The last thing she wanted was to be thrown into the water, but luckily Percy had other ideas.

He sat down on the sand, and pulled Annabeth with him, so she fell on top of him, both of them were laughing hysterically at nothing. Annabeth loved that about being with him; she could always be carefree, and they could laugh at anything, and be happy. She didn't feel like this with anyone else.

When she stopped her laughing, she realized how close she was with Percy. Their faces were inches apart as Annabeth was lying on his stomach and his arms were wrapped around her waist. Annabeth felt herself get lost in his eyes, and they continued to stare at each other for a minute until Percy closed the space between them.

Annabeth felt like she was melting as she kissed him, and suddenly the world seemed to melt away around them, until it was just the two of them.

"Gods, I love you," he murmured against her lips as he pulled away, and Annabeth smiled.

"I love you, too," she said and rolled off of him so she was lying next to him. He pulled her close, as she rested her head on his chest. They laid like that for a while, as Percy had his arms around her, and Annabeth could fall asleep to his steady breathing.

"What are we going to do about Fletcher?" Annabeth asked softly as they stared at the moon above them.

"I don't know," Percy whispered, and Annabeth could sense the sadness in his voice. She didn't know what to do. She figured the easiest situation to get out of this without Fletcher getting hurt, was to just forget about Annemarie, and they would go back to the thought that she was dead, but Annabeth also knew that Percy wanted to see her.

She couldn't stand it if he was hurt because of her.

"Hey," Percy said, as if he noticed Annabeth get tense, "Let's not think about that okay? Tonight, it's only you and me."

Annabeth's heart fluttered at his words and she turned to meet her lips with his again, getting lost in his kiss once more.

When she pulled away, Percy was smiling like an idiot at her, and she couldn't help but smile in return at his infectious grin.

"What?" she asked.

"You're beautiful," Percy whispered, and Annabeth felt herself blush harder as she rested her head on his chest.

She felt Percy pull her ponytail out, but she was too comfortable to scold him for it. She felt him start to play with her blonde curls, and she closed her eyes with a smile on her face as he continued to do so.

"You're a dork," she whispered, and Percy hummed softly.

"Yeah, yeah, but you love it."

"Unfortunately, I do."

"Rude."

Annabeth laughed lightly, feeling completely light-hearted at the gesture. She could hear Percy's heartbeat against her ear, and for a minute, she felt complete bliss. She had never felt so completely calm in her life, but at that moment, she couldn't picture herself anywhere else.

Annabeth felt herself dozing off until a cold splash of water hit her in the face, and she shot up. She hadn't even felt Percy get out from underneath her, since she was half-asleep, and he was grinning above her like an idiot.

"Did you just-"

"I did," he smirked, and Annabeth jumped up.

"Oh you are going to pay for that," she said and leapt towards him. Percy laughed as he caught her, and carried her towards the water.

"Perseus Jackson!" she cried, "I swear if you throw me-"

But she was already underwater before she could finish her sentence, and she could hear Percy laughing from the surface above.

"Percy!" she yelled as she surfaced from the cold water. She glared at her idiotic boyfriend, and he was apparently laughing hysterically since it was obviously hilarious that she was in the water and he wasn't.

Unfortunately for him, Annabeth grabbed his ankle, and tossed him off balance, so he came tumbling into the water.

Annabeth laughed as he resurfaced, and his hair was plastered to his forehead. He had been thrown off guard, so he hadn't had time to choose to dry himself, although he could do it easily.

"That was so not fair," he pouted and Annabeth swam over to him before wrapping her arms around his neck and throwing her head back to laugh.

"I think it was, seeing as you threw me into the ocean," she said, and Percy grinned.

"Touché."

Annabeth laughed once more before leaning in to kiss him quickly on the lips, although Percy had other plans. He pulled her closer, and deepened the kiss, keeping the both of them afloat. Annabeth felt herself melt to puddy in his arms. She wished she could stay like that forever.

"You're cute when you're mad," he whispered after placing his forehead against hers. Annabeth chuckled lightly and pressed a kiss to his nose.

"I would say that you're cuter, but I don't want to be cliché."

"You could never be cliché."

"Alright, then you're cuter, Seaweed Brain."

Percy laughed lightly and slowly swam them back to the shore after noticing Annabeth shiver in his arms from the cold water.

"Don't think that just because I kissed you means I'm still not mad at you," she pointed out when they reached the sand. Percy pouted, and brought out his puppy eyes, ones that Annabeth had learned to resist a long time ago, though it was tempting.

"Awe come on Wise Girl," he begged, and Annabeth shook her head.

"Nope," she said, "not happening."

Percy continued to pout while wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning his forehead against hers.

"Come on, you can't stay mad at me," he said with his eyes wider than a puppy's. Annabeth shook her head once more.

"No," she said, "you threw me in freezing cold water, that was not okay."

Percy grinned and pressed a quick kiss to her lips before taking her hand and leading her back towards the cabins. It was already past curfew, but Annabeth didn't really care about getting in trouble. All she cared about at that moment was getting warm.

Once they entered the Poseidon cabin, Percy instantly had Annabeth wrapped in a warm towel, and she was grateful for that.

"Thanks, Seaweed Brain," she said, "still doesn't mean I'm not mad at you."

"Awe come on!" he whined, and Annabeth had to force back the grin making its way onto her face.

"You should probably change though," Percy said softly, "you'll freeze."

Annabeth was about to say that he should change too, when she realized that he was completely dry, and she scowled at him.

"Ugh," she said, "I can't believe you threw me in there."

"It was fun," he said while coming over to her and wrapping his arms around her. Annabeth would've been lying if she said she didn't like being in his arms. She felt so safe and protective there. Plus he was warm and dry, and she was freezing and wet.

"You're lucky I love you," she said, "or else you would've been dead."

Percy laughed and pecked her lips once more.

"I guess I love you, too."

Annabeth felt her eyelids grow heavy in his embrace as she rested her head against her chest, and she felt herself be lifted off of the ground and soon placed on Percy's bunk. He placed a sweet kiss to her forehead and then laid down on the floor. Annabeth would've protested, saying he didn't have to sleep on the floor, but her eyelids got heavy, and her tiredness got the best of her.

And for once Annabeth didn't feel anything but happiness and she didn't even think about the problem hanging over her shoulders; Fletcher and Annemarie.

Sorry this chapter was kind of a filler, but I felt like this story was missing some Percabeth action, so here you go! I hope it wasn't too fluffy, but I thought it was cute.

Thanks for reading xx

~stay beautiful~