Hello! *sighs* I'm sorry for not updating for two to three weeks. Because I was very busy with reviewing since it was our Periodicals last week and I had a super bad week. So, we only have 2 more months of school (I live in Asia, Philippines specifically) and by March it's already vacation! Okay, back to the matter at hand. This chapter is a very sad chapter (for me, though). Apart from the past chapters this is the saddest for me. So I still hope you'll like it. :D

I would just have to put this once or twice in a story but, I do not own PJO unless Riordan gives it to me.

Annabeth POV

I woke up the next morning. Was it Sunday? I don't know. I looked at the clock and no, I got everything wrong. It was the afternoon, four o'clock to be exact, it was a Monday. I looked at my side and I saw a rose with a note attached to it. I wonder who it was from. I looked at the note and read,

Get well soon. I promise to visit you after school. I hope you like the rose. :D –Percy.

So it was from Percy. I smiled and smelled the rose. Actually roses don't smell anything. But I still smelled it anyway. I put the rose back on my side. I saw my bag—that I brought when the accident happened. I sat up and took my bag. I immediately grabbed my cellphone which had 20 messages unread. I read all the messages. Some was from my friends and some schoolmates saying 'Get well soon'. I put my cellphone back and there it was again.

The card.

I laughed. This was my only source of music. Then suddenly, I missed my violin. I want to play it so badly. I opened my card and sang along. "Take me aw—" Someone knocked the door and I quickly closed the card and placed my bag down. Percy entered and said, "Hi!" as soon as he saw me looking at him.

"Hi." I greeted back.

Percy had his hands on his back and I asked, "Why are your hands on your back?"

"A surprise." He answered. He grinned and added, "Actually it's two."

He sat on a chair beside the bed and placed the two objects under the bed. "What are those things?" I asked curiously.

"You wanna know?" he asked teasingly.

I nodded as fast as I can like a dog wanting to play fetch. "Okay." He sighed. "Let's start with this one. I know you'll love it." he grabbed something and my eyes widened.

I held my violin like it was made of gold or anything precious. "How did you-?"

"I figured you'd want to use it. It's kind boring here y'know. So, I snuck in to your house and grabbed your violin before anybody accuses me of a thief." He explained.

I laughed. "Thanks." I said.

"Anytime."

"So, what's the other one?" I asked.

"Oh yeah." He took the other thing and held it up close to me. "This is Delphin." He introduced.

"You have a stuff toy that's a dolphin?" I asked.

He blushed a little. "Uh yeah." He bit his lip which I found cute. "I always hold him when I'm sad, or alone, or sick." He told me.

"What am I going to do with it?" I asked.

"It's all yours." He said.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"I just want to give it to you."

I stared at the stuff toy Percy gave to me. I looked at the back and saw a messy handwriting that says, 'Percy Jackson.' Percy noticed that I was reading his messy handwriting and said, "I was a kid when I wrote that."

"What do you want me to do with it?" I asked.

"I don't know. Play with it. Stare at it. Remember me with it."

I smiled and Percy took Delphin. "Hi! I'm Delphin." He said with a small voice.

"It doesn't sound good on you." I said while laughing.

"At least I made you smile."

He placed his hand on mine. And I'm telling you, in that moment in time, he was the right guy for me.

The next day, I was going to be discharged already. My mom was just paying my expenses so I can be finally free. The problem was my dad wasn't going with me, my mom told me that he's not going to make it. But I keep on saying that he will make it. I was a bit bored waiting here inside my room, so I wandered inside dad's room. My dad was sleeping and his breathing wasn't stable. I slowly walked towards him and he opened his eyes, "Dad." I whispered.

He looked at me and he smiled, "Annabeth. You're safe." He said in a raspy voice.

"You are too." I said.

He shook his head, "No, my dear."

"Why are you saying this?" I asked exasperated.

"I love so much, my dear." He said.

I noticed that he was looking at me apologetically like he was making a mistake. And I realized that he might be saying goodbye. But, he's perfectly fine except for his voice and breathing. "Are saying goodbye?" I asked with tears forming in my eyes.

"Annabeth…" he took time to say what he had to say but I felt several emotions stirring before he said, "I have cancer."

I felt my world crumble again. "Since when?" my voice broke. I was thinking that he'd been holding back this information before.

"Since last year."

"And you didn't tell me." I asked, tears falling down my face.

My dad lowered his head in shame. "I'm sorry." He said. "Will you promise something?" he asked.

I nodded. I was too depressed to speak. "Please, for your own sake. Love someone. Don't trap yourself in the past. It'll hurt you more. It's time to let go." He said.

I took a moment to think. Maybe my dad was right. Maybe I shouldn't restrain myself from being happy. "Ok. I promise." I said.

He smiled and took the bible. Yeah, my dad is very holy. "Can you read the parts where the bookmark is in?" he asked.

"Yeah, sure, dad." So, I read the bible and after a few moments we both fell asleep.

"Remember your promise. Love someone." He said very weakly as he finished eating or puking.

My dad looked up in the ceiling and he smiled widely as tears fell down his face. "Why are you smiling?" I asked.

"It's your mom." He whispered. "She's calling me. She's as beautiful as before."

I looked up to the ceiling and I saw nothing. "You're hallucinating, dad." I pointed out to him.

He shook his head and his breathing became slower by the second. "Remember," he gasped. "your promise alright?" his eyes were dropping.

"No, dad. Please don't leave me." My voice cracking at every word.

"I love you, Annabeth. Also your mom." He had a very hard time saying that but he added, "I have to sleep now. It's already 10 o'clock in the evening." I looked at my dad and I said, "I thought you were going to die already."

But when I glanced at him he was asleep already. "So much for my tears." I muttered. I walked towards the couch and slept.

My dad's food was getting cold and it was 11 o' clock already, he should be awake. I paced around the room for a while. After a few moments, I got bored and stared out the window. There was school today, but I didn't go. Suddenly, I got tired of waiting for my dad to wake up so I woke him up instead. "Dad." I shook him. "Wake up. Food's getting cold."

Seconds have past and he's not yet waking up. Panic surged through me and I called my mom. My mom tried to wake up my dad, but it was no luck. I had a bad feeling about this. My mom called the doctor and she started crying. The doctor did some things to my dad while I watch hopelessly. The doctor looked at us sadly. The doctor shook his head and said, "I'm very sorry."

With those words, I knew there was no more hope. My dad is dead. My tears just cascaded down my face; I wasn't able to control it. I stormed out of the room and I saw Percy. "Hey, Annabeth!" he said smiling.

I wanted to stop and talk to him but I wasn't able to control my feet, so I completely ignored him. I ran until I reached a door. The stairs were inside kind of like a fire exit, so I entered because I was completely alone there. I sat down the second step and cried there. I tried to scream all my hurt away until my cries unable me to scream. A few minutes passed until Percy found me. Percy sat next to me with a sad face and he out an arm around me. I hugged him and he rubbed my back. "I heard what happened. I'm sorry." He said.

I was unable to speak. I buried my head on his chest and I noticed that his heart was beating fast. I tried to calm myself but I simply can't. "Why does this keep happening to me?" I asked sobbing.

"The what?" Percy asked.

"Everyone I love keeps on leaving me."

"Not everyone." He said. "I'm still here with you." He added.

I knew that. He was the only person left. But I didn't believe it. There will come a time he would leave me. "No. you're going to leave like everyone else did." I said.

"I won't. I promise." He said. I really needed someone. And I also didn't want him to leave.

"Promise?"

"Yes. I promise."

He put his hand on my face and made me look at him. I stared at his eyes and since I was tired of all of that crying, I leaned my head to his hand. Percy kissed my forehead sensing all my sadness and pain. I recalled the moments with my dad. I promised him to love someone. I think my dad knew it already. My dad was referring to someone I know.

Percy.

My dad knew it all along. I mean… yeah, I've told my dad I liked Percy. But for my dad to trust a guy, he would want to know if the is to be trusted, by whatever reason. Percy was with me, always. When I'm sad, angry, or happy, he was there. He was with me when I was playing the violin or the piano, when we danced under the rain (for a short span of time, like a minute or so), he was there at my birthday and even slept at my house, he knew about my dead mother, he was with me when I fought with Rachel and even stayed behind to comfort me, he was with me on Christmas, we both went to Luke's grave and we had kissed there, and he was with me on the hospital. "Thanks, Percy." I said.

"For what?" he asked.

"For everything."

He smiled at me. He was handsome when he smiled. Percy's phone rang and he answered it, "Hello?" he asked. "Uh yeah, I'm with her." I shot my head up wondering who he was talking to. "Oh, sure." He gave me his phone and told me, "It's Thalia."

I took the phone and put in on my ear. "Hey, Thals." I put on a fake enthusiasm.

"Where are you?" she asked.

"I'm here at the hospital. Why?"

"I've been looking for you. Oh, and I'm sorry for your loss."

I sighed. "It's okay. Where are you?"

"I'm on my way home, just came from school. I was just asking, you might be home, but you aren't."

"Okay."

"Well, are you going to school tomorrow?" she asked,

"No. I have to help mom arrange dad's funeral." I imagined Thalia nodding.

"What about next week?"

"Yeah, I'll be back next week."

"Okay, have to go. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up and gave Percy back his phone.

"Where will you bury your dad?" Percy asked.

I thought of a place then suddenly, I knew where.

Hot and dangerous, if you're one of us then roll with us. I love that song. Okay. So the next chapter is the last chapter. Okay, I wanna ask you, readers on what would be a great story. So, here are the stories I am planning, please choose the one you prefer:

If Memory Serves- Percy made a wrong choice of running away from his bride to be. After a year, he finds his supposed to be wife, Annabeth. Percy discovers that Annabeth had lost her memories. Is it Percy's job to retrieve them or Annabeth's?

Just Because of A Letter- Just because of a letter, Annabeth—a novelist—searches for the person who wrote it. Just because of a letter she changes a life. Just because of a letter she found Percy Jackson. Just because of a letter, she fell in love.

The Different Choice- When Percy's company reaches the top, he becomes very rich. Now with money in his possession, Annabeth feels that he's forgotten her already.

-BeautifulEscapades18