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Gone Too Far

A few days passed since the dinner party. It was now Thursday, and things had gone back to the way they were. Percy and Annabeth fought like cats and dogs, Mike and Poseidon only worried slightly about that, and the rest of the office was still completely oblivious to everything going on between the four.

For some reason, though, things weren't that bad today. Percy and Annabeth were actually acting civil around each other. It was rather odd, and people were pretty surprised. They knew that the two fought a lot, but they just blamed that on "wedding stress."

So today people took relief in their temporary truce, because the two still loved each other, right? And that's all that mattered.

They couldn't be farther from the truth.

In all actuality, even Percy and Annabeth didn't know why they weren't fighting as much. Even if they did have a little spur, it only lasted for a few minutes, and it was only meaningless comebacks.

Was it the bright, sunny, warm weather getting to them? Or was it just because it was Thursday and they were too tired to even care?

Or was it the slight awkwardness that now hung above their heads?

That night of the dinner party, when Annabeth had stopped pressing the ice pack to his head, things had become awkward because they had had a "moment," and they just didn't have moments. They had actually been nice to each other, and that was the Apocalypse right there.

They just weren't used to treating each other nicely, and they weren't sure whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Percy sighed as he laid on the couch in the massive office he and Annabeth worked in. He had a terrible headache right now. Annabeth was sitting at the desk doing her architect thing.

"What's with the sighing?" she asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know…" Percy shot back.

"Yes, actually," Annabeth glared.

"Well it doesn't concern you."

Annabeth glared at him more fiercely, but then she stopped and continued to work. Why should she care about him, anyways? She hated him.

Percy groaned and slowly sat up. He stretched and stood up. He straightened his tie and walked out the door without saying anything. Annabeth sighed and turned in her chair to look out over the city, wondering just what his problem was.

Percy took a deep breath as he made his way to the worker's lounge. There was a fresh jug of cold water, and he gratefully filled a cup and gulped it down with some aspirin. He found himself getting headaches more frequently this week. He wasn't sure why. Maybe the stress was getting to him.

"Hello Percy," Mike greeted, stepping into the room. "How are you?"

"I've been better," Percy grumbled.

"That's too bad."

"What are you doing?"

"Avoiding and ignoring your father."

Percy rolled his eyes. "What did he do now?"

"Umm…well…"

Percy narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"He may or may not have planned an engagement party for you and Annabeth at the office here…"

"Where is he now?"

"Not sure."

"I'm going to go find him. Bye."

Percy felt the anger building inside of him. He really needed to find a shock collar for his dad. Whenever he did or said something stupid, it would shock him.

"Have you seen my dad?" Percy asked Poseidon's secretary.

"Sorry, Percy," she smiled. "I haven't seen him since this morning."

Percy huffed. "Well if you do see him, let me know."

"Alright."

Percy then went back to the office, only to find Annabeth glaring down at his father.

"Did you hear about this?" Annabeth asked Percy.

"The party?" Percy replied. "Yeah, I found out from Mike."

"Poseidon, you need to stop doing this. We don't need to keep getting people involved with this."

"My son will only get married once."

Percy and Annabeth exchanged a glance. "Umm…right…I highly doubt this marriage will last forever."

"Oh I don't know about that."

Percy sighed. "Dad, please. Just stop throwing parties and stuff."

"Just do this party and I promise to not do anything else."

"Fine."

Annabeth pinched the bridge of her nose. "So when is this party?"

"Tomorrow night at seven. It'll be here at the office."

The next day, when work got done, Percy and Annabeth went back to the apartment. They climbed out of the taxi and dragged their feet as they climbed the stairs to the apartment. Once inside, they crashed on the couch.

"It's been a long week," Annabeth mumbled, kicking her heels off.

"No kidding," Percy muttered back, propping his feet up on the coffee table. "I don't want to go to this party. I'm sick of my dad doing stuff behind our backs."

"Me too."

The two remained silent. Percy felt his eyes starting to droop, and he glanced over to see Annabeth already asleep. He sighed. Would a little nap hurt?

Percy was sitting on a beach. The sun was soaking him and warming him up. He had on his favorite black shades, but he lifted them up to stare down at the woman that was leaning against him. Her skin was slightly tan and her hair was up in a pony.

He smiled and leaned down to kiss her shoulder. She turned her head to the side to reveal a grinning Annabeth. She turned her body and wrapped her arms around him, planting a kiss on his lips.

"Gah!" Percy gasped, sitting up. Breathing heavily, he tried to gather his bearings. He was still sitting on the couch. He glanced over and saw Annabeth curled up in a ball on her side, steering clear of him.

Percy looked at the clock and saw it was almost seven.

Crap, he thought, the party.

He got up and went over to Annabeth. He shook her shoulder. "Annabeth, wake up."

She groaned and shifted around a bit.

"Annabeth!"

"Ah!" she yelled, surprised. Seeing Percy that close to her shocked her and she accidentally (or was it purposely?) slapped him promptly across the face.

"Ow!" he yelled, staggering back. "Shit, that hurt! What the hell?"

Sitting up, she took a deep breath. "Sorry. You scared me."

He was still a little wary of her. "It's alright. Look, it's already six-fifty. We need to get going."

"Oh. Right. Let me go change first."

She hurried down the hall and into her room where she changed into a black cocktail dress. She quickly pinned her hair back and put on some black heels.

"Ready," she said, appearing in front of Percy.

He nodded. "Let's go, then."

When the "couple" arrived at the office, they were greeted with many hugs and pats on the back. They were immediately handed a beer and the two found themselves separated: Annabeth stuck with the girls of the office, and Percy stuck with the guys of the office. With Annabeth, it was questions about the wedding.

"When are you guys getting married?"

"Um, well, we aren't exactly sure yet," Annabeth answered uncomfortably.

"Are you guys going to have kids?"

Annabeth had blushed profusely at that. She was kind of grossed out at the thought of having sex with Percy. "Uh…"

"How did he propose?"

Annabeth smirked at that one. She could work this to make Percy sound like a big, soft, teddy bear.

With a sickly sweet voice, she said, "Oh my gosh, it was amazing. In the morning, he made me a big breakfast in bed, and then he took me out to this fancy restaurant at night and in the middle of the restaurant, he got down on one knee and gave this really sweet speech about how he was complete with me and he couldn't imagine a world without me. Then, he brought out this box, and inside were little heart confetti and sitting on a silver pillow was a huge rock." She sighed lovingly. "It was amazing."

"So where's the ring?"

Annabeth stopped. "What?"

"The rock, where is it?"

Wow she was stupid. The one flaw in her mushy story.

"Oh, um…I accidentally left it at home after I took a shower."

"Oh that's too bad."

Annabeth sucked in some air through her teeth. "Right…"

With Percy, it was a whole different kind of embarrassment. For Annabeth, that is.

The guys, of course, wanted to know about their sexual life.

"Is she good?"

Percy blushed a bit, but kept his cool. "Oh yeah!" he bragged. "Amazing."

Needless to say, if Annabeth had heard what they were talking about, she would have slapped all of them and hid their beer.

Then, the two were interrogated together.

"Where are you guys getting married?"

"Are you guys going to stay in Manhattan?"

"Where are you going for the honeymoon?"

There were many questions that were shot at them that they hadn't even bothered to think about. Heck, they didn't even think they'd be interrogated like this.

"Well we haven't really thought about the wedding too much," Percy answered. "We're just taking our time…seeing how it goes…" Seeing how long until we rip each other's throats out…

After that, people broke out some more beer and people were starting to get drunk. Percy was smart enough to not make that same mistake twice. He stayed away from the beer, deciding that he didn't want his hands tied again.

After a few hours, Annabeth was about to fall asleep. She just wanted to go home. She could have just gone by herself, but people would find it a bit suspicious.

"Percy," she started, tugging on his sleeve. "Can we please go home?"

Percy looked down at her. "Why? We've only been here for three hours."

"I'm really tired and it's getting late. Let's just go home."

Percy sighed. "Okay. Fine."

He turned and said goodbye to the people he was talking to and they both departed from the huge party.

"So what's your problem?" Percy asked.

She growled. "I'm really tired."

"Well why didn't you just leave by yourself?"

"It would have been suspicious."

"Hmm. I think you just want me to yourself."

"What the hell, Percy?"

"God, I was just joking. You must be really tired."

"Yes, I am, Percy! I'm dead tired because all I've done this week is work, work, work! Along with that, I have to put up with you, an idiotic, annoying jerk."

"Jesus, Annabeth. Calm down! You know, I could say the same thing about you. You do so much at one time, thinking you're like this, this…superwoman. Well, news flash, you're not. You just think you're like this almighty person and that you're this really smart person that's always right."

Annabeth glared hard at Percy but remained silent. Percy shook his head. "You're just…you're just acting like a total bitch right now."

Annabeth felt hot angry tears rolled down her face. She stepped up and slapped Percy across the face for the second time that day. And this time, she didn't feel sorry.

Percy blinked, his cheek stinging. He watched as she wiped away some tears and then turned and stalked off.

Percy rubbed his tender cheek. Now that he had calmed down, he realized what he had said.

He realized he had gone too far.

Oh no! They had a fight! No!

Like I said, I didn't like this chapter, but maybe you did...? Tell me in a review! Thanks for reading and REVIEW!

P.S. I finished the Red Pyramid which is also by Rick Riordan, and I liked it, but it just wasn't as good as PJO. The plot was good, and I liked the references to Egyptian culture and it was really interesting, but I think the characters kind of put me off...I don't know.

Thanks for reading!

-Akatsuki Child