'Ello again :D There is only one reason why I like this chapter, and once you get about halfway through it, you'll know why.

HERE IS MY GOAL FOR THIS STORY: get enough reviews to beat my other story Darkest Before Dawn. For some reason, people really liked that story, and looking back on it, it's not that great of a story. Sooo...I want to try to get at least three hundred reviews on this story (seems impossible, but who knows? maybe it'll happen).

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO!

Captured for Vacation

"Alright," Poseidon addressed Mike. "I had some of my men take Percy and Annabeth to my private island just off the coast of Cancun."

"They're all the way down there?" Mike asked, incredulous.

Poseidon rolled his eyes. "The whole point was so they would be very far away from stress. So yes, they are way down there."

"Good point. So now…?"

"Now," Poseidon sighed. "We tell the office."

"The truth?"

"Yes. They need to know why the two suddenly disappeared."

Mike sighed. "Okay. I think it's best, anyways."

"Right."

So now the two found themselves standing before about ninety workers in the biggest board room that was reserved for these kinds of things.

"Umm," someone spoke up. "Why are we here?"

"Well…we have a confession to make," Mike spoke up bravely.

They looked at them expectedly.

"Uh," Poseidon started. "As you know, Percy and Annabeth are engaged…"

"Yeah…"

"Well, it wasn't exactly their choice…"

"What do you mean?"

"They were kind of, in a way, maaaaybe….forcedtodoit."

"Say that again?"

"T-they were forced to do it."

Silence.

"Why? By who?"

"Our company is going down the drain, and so is Frederick Chases' company, and so is Poseidon's company. We made a proposal for the two and they took it." Mike was subtle to leave out Poseidon's poor poker playing. "But besides that, we had another purpose in mind…"

The two then reported their "other purpose."

That got everyone smiling. "You guys are devils in disguise."

Poseidon and Mike smirked. "Thanks."

"But now," Poseidon said. "We have another surprise. We have shipped the two to Cancun on my private island. Cameras have been installed all over so we can watch their movements."

"When they make up and get a little relaxed, we'll go and bring them back to work."

"So break out the popcorn and the refreshments so we can get this "movie" started!"

Everyone cheered as a huge projector turned on and the lights dimmed. Someone started making popcorn in the microwave and someone brought in a huge cooler of pop and other drinks. On the screen, an image of Percy on a beach popped up.

Percy heard a groan on his right and turned his head to see Annabeth lying in the sand.

"Annabeth!" he exclaimed and ran over to her. He flopped her over onto her back.

"Annabeth, are you okay?"

She groaned and slowly opened her eyes. "Oh, my head…" she rubbed her head, and then looked up. "Where…where are we?"

"Uh," Percy laughed nervously. "Funny story about that…"

He explained how his dad was behind all this along with Mike.

Annabeth, with barely contained rage, stood up and slowly staggered to the edge of the forest. She then proceeded to let out a string of curse words as she repeatedly smacked a leaf the size of her torso. Percy just stood there, amused, as he listened to her profanity. He was surprised when she used a few words that even he didn't know, and he knew a lot of good cuss words.

"Dude," a guy back at the office said, hearing her cussing. "She's got a mouth."

"She's even worse than me!" Poseidon yelled, shoving popcorn in his mouth.

"She definitely has a vulgar side," another guy said, sipping some Pepsi.

Annabeth finally stopped, and she emerged from the trees, her hair slightly askew and her expression one of calmness.

"Better?" Percy asked.

"Just about," she replied breathlessly.

An awkward silence fell upon them. Annabeth and Percy remembered that she was mad at him, and Annabeth, not wanting to deal with him, turned and started walking down the beach.

"Where's she going?" Mike asked. "She's just going to leave?"

"Wait, wait, wait!" A girl shouted. "Something might happen!"

"Annabeth, wait!" Percy yelled, running after her. It was hard to run in the sand with his dress shoes, but it was amusing to see Annabeth stumbling in the sand with her three inch heels.

Annabeth didn't say anything. She just continued walking.

"Where are you going?" Percy asked, walking beside her.

"Away from you," she answered harshly.

"Well too bad. I'm not leaving you alone on this island."

"Pft, you're probably just scared to be alone."

"Not true. But look, this is my dad's private island. He took me here when I was twelve for Christmas. There's a house in the middle of the island that we can go to until my dad comes to get us." Percy rolled his eyes. "Really, I don't understand why my dad acts like a kid so much."

Everyone back at the office laughed at that while Poseidon pouted. "I am not a kid…" he mumbled.

Annabeth stopped and sighed. "Fine. Lead the way."

Percy grinned and then started hacking through the jungle.

Annabeth was really struggling. Percy just kept on walking through like he was taking a stroll through Central Park. Annabeth was tripping over roots, swatting away annoying insects, and scowling at every bright flower.

Percy sighed and turned around. "If you stay close, you won't have to battle everything," he said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her closer to him.

Annabeth blushed and swatted his hand away. Nevertheless, she stayed close to him, and she had to admit, it was way better.

"Aww…" Two of the administrative assistants cooed, staring at the huge screen. "That was really sweet."

Mike and Poseidon rolled their eyes.

"We'll stop and take a breath," Percy said, sitting down on a log. Annabeth plopped down, crossing her arms and glaring at the ground.

This is not happening…she thought with an angry sigh.

Percy, however, was feeling that guilt again. That guilt that made him want to pull his spleen out and stomp it on the ground.

A silence fell over the two once again. Before their fight, things had never been awkward when they were silent and in the same room. Now, that's all the silences were: awkward and full of stress.

Percy sighed, and for the second time since meeting Annabeth, he was going to apologize.

He took a deep breath. "Annabeth, there's something I have to say."

Annabeth turned her head away from him. "I don't want to hear it."

"Well too bad, because I'm going to say it anyway." He got up and went to sit right beside her so she wouldn't have a choice. "Annabeth, I'm really sorry for calling you a bitch."

Annabeth turned and raised a brow at him. She saw the sincerity on his face and sighed.

"It's not your fault, so don't apologize."

Percy blinked. He was hoping for this really heroic and somewhat noble make up, but then she practically just wrote him off. "What?"

Annabeth looked down at her hands. "I've been called a bitch before, and even though it hurts a little, it's not what gets me. I just think of my mom and how she betrayed us."

Percy's brow furrowed. "I'm still confused."

She took a deep breath. "When I was little, my mom left us. I don't know why. Even my dad doesn't know. I really loved her, and she just…left."

"So…you really weren't all that mad at me?"

"No, not really."

Percy blinked. "Well then. I'm still sorry for calling you a bitch though."

She smiled. "It's alright."

And then—Percy didn't know why—the thought this is where we kiss crossed Percy's mind.

Then he mentally slapped himself.

What the hell? He screamed at himself in his head.

But looking down at her now, even though she had a twig in her blonde hair, he couldn't help but think she looked beautiful. He had never really noticed how gray her eyes were, and he was shocked at how startling they were.

God, now I'm getting sentimental…he thought.

But, as cheesy as it sounds, he couldn't control his body. He stared into her eyes and slowly leaned down.

Wait...what are you doing? He yelled in his head.

He realized he couldn't stop himself. He knew Annabeth would see what he was doing, and he expected her to do one of the following: slap him, push him and stomp away, call him a pervert...the list went on.

What he didn't expect was for her to choose: other.

He kind of freaked out a little when she leaned forward as well. But then he relaxed and their lips met.

In the office, girls screamed shrilly, throwing popcorn in the air, and most of the guys hollered.

"Yeah, Percy!" they jeered.

Annabeth couldn't believe she was actually kissing Percy, the guy she had been fighting with for a month.

She pulled back after a few seconds, her eyes closed. She bit her lip.

"Nothing?" Percy asked, staring at her face.

She opened her eyes, and, smiling a little, shook her head. "None."

Percy just nodded. "I mean…was it bad?"

"No, no! It just wasn't…amazing."

"Maybe if we…try again?"

"Yeah…"

Then Percy grabbed her face and planted his lips on hers again, a little more fiercely than before.

And, for some reason, Annabeth felt a spark. It was small, but it was there.

She grabbed the collar of his shirt and deepened the kiss, but then Percy pulled back.

"Better?" he smirked.

"Definitely."

"And now," Poseidon smiled, hitting the off button on the projector, causing groans and complaints to erupt. "A little privacy."

"We should get going so we don't get stuck out here at night," Percy said, standing up. He helped Annabeth up, and she made sure to stay close to his side so she didn't trip and fall.

"You know, I don't really know that much about you," Annabeth stated. Her heel got caught on something and she grabbed onto the back of Percy's jacket.

"You okay?" he asked, turning around.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Anyways, all I know is that you don't like spicy food."

"Speaking of which, I have to get you back for that seasoning…"

Annabeth smirked. "Yeah, well…you were asking for it."

Percy wrinkled his nose. "Nico's a jerk. I can't believe you had a crush on him."

"Hey!" she exclaimed, slapping him lightly. "He wasn't always a jerk."

"So you admit he's a jerk?"

She sighed. "Yeah. He's changed a lot."

"Hmm…oh, I wanted to ask you about something. You knew that I had been the one to punch him, but you still threw him out…why?"

Annabeth smiled. "Why do you want to know?"

"I'm just curious."

"Well why did you punch him in the first place?"

"…Good point. So, we'll just stay away from that subject. Anyways, so you want to know more about the awesome, badass Percy Jackson?"

She shoved him into a tree. "On second thought…no I don't."

He laughed and wrapped an arm casually around her shoulder. She raised a brow, but didn't say anything.

"Well…what do you want to know?"

Annabeth then asked many questions, from Percy's birthday to his favorite color.

Percy scoffed. "That's a first grade question," he complained.

"Well too bad, because I'm honestly curious."

"Aquamarine," he deadpanned.

"Be serious," she glared.

"Sorry." He then took on a mock expression of deadly seriousness. "My favorite color in the whole wide world is green."

Annabeth sighed.

"So where's this all coming from?" Percy asked.

"If we're going to get married, we should probably know about each other."

"Oh, right…" There was an edge of sarcasm to his voice that didn't go unnoticed by Annabeth.

She narrowed her eyes. "What?"

"Oh nothing…I just think you were honestly curious."

"You wish, Seaweed Brain."

Percy groaned and Annabeth laughed. Feeling bold, she leaned up and gave him a kiss.

"Why thank you," he mumbled against her lips.

Annabeth pulled away. "You know I have to stop giving you kisses."

"That was only our third time!"

Annabeth raised a brow. "Someone counting?"

"Yup. I doubt I'll get any out in public, so I'm taking what I can get."

Annabeth blushed a bit. "Who says I'm going to be giving you anymore?"

Percy smirked. "Is that a challenge?"

"Hmm…maybe…"

Then, swift as a ninja, he swooped down and stole a kiss from her.

Annabeth shoved him away, laughing. Then, running as fast as she could, she continued into the jungle, ducking and dipping under trees. She heard Percy behind her, and she grinned even wider.

Then, suddenly, she was at the top of a steep hill and down below in a valley of some sorts was the huge house. She skidded to a stop so she wouldn't fall down the hill, but Percy didn't realize where they were and when he came to the clearing, he ran into Annabeth, and the two fell down and tumbled down the hill.

Annabeth hit her head a lot, and Percy was sure his arm would be numb for a while. Finally, though, they stopped under a huge tree.

They both groaned. "Percy," Annabeth wheezed. "You're an idiot."

See why I liked this chapter? I hope you did. With this story, half the people thought the speed of the story was great, but the other half thought I was going too slow, so I hope everyone's happy now. There are still about seven or eight chapters left, and more drama (and hilarity) to come.

Thanks for reading and review please! Also, check out my other story 'The Persistence of Memory'! I finally picked it up again! :D

-Akatsuki Child