Rachel and Percy

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Rachel sat in her cave, breathing in the warm scents of paint and rock that floated around her. She surprised herself with this newfound hobby, but ever since talking to Piper she learned it really does help getting over stress and certain….people. Something she had really been struggling with recently ever since Annabeth and Percy had started to get closer.

She new this would happen eventually, but seeing the two together couldn't help but remind Rachel of how close she and Percy had been before the beautiful blonde had stolen his heart away.

Sadness and anger began rising in her again so she took a deep breath and blew out slowly, tilting her head towards the ceiling. Was she mad at Annabeth? No, Rachel knew Annabeth did nothing wrong. A little jealous of her, yes, but nothing more than that. Percy however? That was another story.

The redhead was aggravated at how Percy led her on all summer, the two hung out daily and even had romantic drives down the beach in her Jeep. Rachel was sure Percy was flirting and hinting feelings for her. Yet for some reason, after that one day he was swept away to go fight in the battle of Olympus, his feelings for her quickly locked themselves in another heart, Annabeths.

"Urggghh, that was months ago, why can't i just move on…" Rachel sighed, giving up on her meditation position and lying on the cool cave floor, covered by layers of carpets. She covered her eyes beneath her hands, separating two fingers to let her emerald eyes peek through. "It's not like I can't date anymore anyways."

…"Aww, Rachie, that cloud kinda looks like you!" Percy said, on his back and pointing at a cloud that very, very much didn't look like Rachel. His shirt hitched up a bit at his waist, giving a small heavenly glimpse at Percy's abs and v cut. Percy didn't seem to notice, his eyes alight and happy like a young child's as he scanned the clouds.

"Unless you think i look like a lion, then no," Rachel said, smiling a bit at Percy's sexy ab- I mean enthusiasm. Definitely his cute childish enthusiasm. She was sitting up beside him, preparing the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches they were going to eat for lunch. Percy looked at her, his brow crinkling a bit as he said, "You know, you kinda do. With your whole curly red hair, I mean. You have hair like a lion's mane."

Rachel laughed, setting his sandwich on his chest. The bread being blue, of course. Percy's mom made bread yesterday, filling their house full with the homey scent of baked goods. "Thank you, I guess? That was very artistic of you, for someone who can barely draw a stick figure."

"Hey, I can be artsy like you!...sometimes." He said, sitting up and taking a bite of his pj. "Remember, quality, not quantity."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "I think that saying only applies to certain things. Definitely not drawing stick figures."

They sat in peaceful silence, observing the scenery around them as they ate. They were at a private park near Rachel's Mansion, one of the many her dad owned. In the middle of a wooded area, a gentle stream flowed nearby. They sat in a small clearing, and Rachel had set a blanket down that the two both sat on. A wicker picnic basket sat nearby.

"You know," Percy said. " I really wish you could come with me during the summer. To Half-blood, I mean." He had finished eating and had laid down again. Rachel laid beside him, and turned to her side to face him. "Really? You miss me that much?" She had said that in a playful tone, not really being serious. However Percy turned his head towards her, a finger twirling one of her red locks as he replied. "Yeah, I really miss you that much."

Rachel blushed and looked down. "Honestly I miss you too. And the added stress of you possibly dying doesn't help. I wish I could be there to make sure you don't make a dufus of yourself and almost get killed."

"Rachel, I would make a dufus of myself even if you were there. Even more so probably." Percy chuckled, flashing his pearly teeth.

"Of course you would," Rachel responded, rolling her eyes affectionately.

"Anyways, I want you to see the good in Camp Half-blood. I know you probably think the place is really fucked up, where the gods send kids to die violently, and your right it is. But it's also incredible, it makes me feel like I'm doing something for the world. Even though I might die, at least I'm doing something."

Rachel smiled, hearing the care and passion in Percy's voice. "I understand completely," she whispered. "I wish i was that important too. Helping people. Instead my family is the complete opposite, killing the world for power and money. Killing to heal themselves, unlike you who saves to heal yourself." She rubbed her finger along his brow bone, sighing, "These eyes will probably see more than I ever will."

"Not if I can help it," Percy said. "I'll take you there. Someday. Maybe when things become more peaceful at Half-Blood." the tenderness in his voice surprised Rachel, but what surprised her even more was him wrapping his arm around her and snuggling his head into her shoulder. "You'll see what these eyes have eventually."

Rachel stayed still as the shock of what he did faded, turning into a fuzzy feeling that filled her chest. She could hear his deep breathing slow as he fell asleep, the noise washing away all of her worries. "Thank you Fish Face." she smiled, planting a kiss on his head that he would never know about.

…..Rachel woke up, blinking the sleep out of her eyes. She sat up, her body sore from lying on the cold earth. "How long was I asleep?..." Rachel sat for a minute as memory from the flashback pieced itself together in her mind. "Of course," She sighed. "My brains giving me another memory to go wistful over."

Rachel stood, going to the mirror to tidy herself. Dinner was soon to start surely, Rachel knew, glancing at the darkening sky that shone at the entrance of her cave. She began to straighten up her mess of hair.

"Yeah, I really missed you that much." Percy said as he twirled her hair in his fingers, his beautiful sea green eyes piercing into hers-

"Shit!" Rachel's fingers snapped back from her hair as though she had been burned. She had really, not by fire, but by the love she would never have again. She closed her eyes and looked down, taking in a deep breath. Straightening back up, Rachel squared up her shoulders and lifted her chin, trying to look like the confident Rachel she needed to be.

"Off to dinner, i suppose," She sighed, wiping away the tear that had slide down her cheek.

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Hello my loves! Sorry i've been gone forever, i plan on posting more frequently now. This story is giving a little more insight to Rachel's situation, showing how strong she is even though she has been through so much. Do you think she's in the right? Maybe Percy is a little of a player. Or maybe Rachel is just a hopeless romantic. Anyways i hope you enjoy, please leave suggestions for the next one-shot, i always appreciate them. bye!