"Annabeth?" Percy called out to the dark room, frowning slightly.

"Bedroom," he heard her call back and he kicked the door closed and set the heavy box down against the wall. He heard her moving around in her room...their room, he corrected himself, a broad grin crossing his face. He hadn't seen her all day, as she was already gone for work when he woke up and he had been at his mother's house the whole time.

Annabeth hadn't changed out of her work clothes yet and Percy leaned against the door for a moment, drinking in the sight of her shapely legs on was shoving things aside in her closet and huffed.

"No good. I'll have to expand it."

"Babe," he wrapped his arms around her from behind and buried his face in her blonde ponytail. "I own like 2 pairs of jeans and maybe three shirts. You don't have to make any more room for me."

"You own more than that and I want us to have some extra space! This closet is too small to share."

"Then I can use the closet in your office," he said soothingly, placing a kiss on the back of her neck. "Why are you getting so worked up?"

"It's what I do," she sighed. "I want this to feel like home to you too."

"It already does," he murmured, moving his lips around her neck. She moaned and dropped her head back onto his shoulder so he could kiss her throat. "You make it home."

"Cheesy," she scoffed but closed her eyes and tilted her head so he could kiss his way to her jaw. She shuddered as his knuckles raked her cheek gently. "You know we're not getting much unpacking done."

"About that. Mom said I could come get the rest of the boxes later and I thought you might want to come with me."

"Do we have to drive?"

"Drive? You're kidding right?" He raised a brow, his sea-green eyes sparkling.

"Oh," she breathed, nodding. "Right. Then yes, I'll come with you."

"I have two boxes here with me already. But she says she found some old things she thinks I will want. If it's embarrassing items, I will send you right back here."

"Was Estelle excited to see her big brother?"

"She was at school," he said sadly. "But Mom invited us to dinner tonight. She will be more excited to see you than me."

"Don't be an idiot. She's crazy about you." Annabeth started to move back toward the closet when his arms tightened around her.

"Hey, if Mom asks any embarrassing questions…" she glanced over her shoulder, her brow furrowed.

"What kind of embarrassing questions?"

"She may or may not ask you when we are having kids." Her eyes widened.

"Do what now?"

"Hey, I've told her to stop asking. It wasn't exactly in the cards for us before. But I think now that we are engaged…" he trailed off and she nodded.

"And moving in together. She will expect it to happen."

"I think she's a little surprised it hasn't happened yet, to be honest. We have been careful but she doesn't need to know that."

"Percy your mom isn't stupid. She has to know we have been sleeping together for years."

"Right. And I think she is wanting a grandchild. So just in case she starts to pry-"

"I can handle Sally," she said gently, kissing his cheek. "Now bring in those boxes you brought home so we can find a place for everything."

Percy's heart warmed when he saw that Annabeth had cleaned out her drawers and made spots on her dresser and shelves for Percy to put his things. He had proposed a month ago and she had finally convinced him to move in with her. Athena didn't like it but Annabeth really didn't care anymore. She was going to marry her seaweed brain, no matter what. Percy had been annoying about it at first. "Are you sure, Annabeth?" "I know you like your space, what if you get sick of me being around?" or her least favorite, "Are you really ok with all of this?" She had tried, again and again, to convince him that a marriage between a god and a mortal could work. She didn't have any success stories to use, but they had been together for eleven years. She admitted to herself that she had her doubts like everyone else had in the beginning. She wasn't sure how it would work and if Percy would even want to continue dating her.

But she had underestimated him, as she had done many times before. And he had thankfully proved her wrong. After he had proposed, he had gone to talk with Athena. Annabeth wasn't sure what was said but Poseidon had kept her company, taking her around the throne room and stopping to say hello to Bessie, the Ophiotaurus that Percy had rescued. She was at ease around the god, laughing and swapping stories about Percy. She could tell that Poseidon truly cared for his son, which was sort of rare among the gods. When Percy had returned, he told Annabeth he would like to go to her father and formally ask for her hand. Poseidon had given them his blessing and Percy had taken Annabeth into his arms, turning them both into a giant wave. It was the first time she had traveled by water and it took her a few times before she was comfortable with it.

Percy set his boxes on the bed, unpacking slowly. He had a few knicknacks from their adventures together and several pictures of his family and them together.

"We can put these in the living room if you like," she said, smiling at a picture of Percy holding his baby sister.

"You mean on your table? With your picture frames?"

"Percy," she rolled her eyes. "Married couples share space."

"I know that, it's just," he took a deep breath and pulled her hand to his chest. "This is going to take some getting used to."

"If you're having second thoughts-"

"No!" She jumped and he winced. "Sorry. No, I'm not. Not at all. I'm just saying, it's going to be an adjustment. Just be patient with me. I'm still having a hard time believing that I'll get to call you my wife." She smiled and shook her head as she pushed a strand of his dark hair out of his eyes.

"You're stuck with me, Jackson."

"Would you like to keep your last name," he asked tentatively. Her eyes widened and she bit her lip. They hadn't talked about this and she wasn't sure what to say. Noting her silence, Percy shook his head.

"You don't have to decide that right now. I was just-"

"Would you like for me to be Jackson?" Though Jackson was his mother's maiden name, Percy refused to drop it after he became a god. He bit his lip and nodded slowly.

"Don't judge me too harshly but I've fantasized more than a few times about calling you Annabeth Jackson." She grinned and draped her arms around his neck.

"Well then I'll be Annabeth Jackson." His eyes softened and he pressed his forehead to hers.

"Gods I love you." She was about to reply that she loved him more when his lips crashed upon hers, his tongue trailing along her bottom lip. His hands moved down to grip her hips, holding her against him. He moaned into her mouth when she bucked her hips, feeling his want for her growing. With a low growl, he pushed her down on the bed and held her hands over her head as he attacked her neck and throat. Holding her down with one hand, his other moved down to push her skirt up to her waist. She squirmed underneath him and he grinned as he bent his head to kiss her stomach. His messy hair tickled her skin and she shivered.

"Percy," she said breathily and he smirked up at her as he trailed his tongue from her belly button up to the edge of her bra.

"Have I told you how much I like it when you wear skirts?" Her reply turned into a strangled gasp as his thumb gently pressed against her clothed center.

"Oh Wise Girl, you're already so wet," he moaned into her side. Her legs fell open in invitation and she whimpered his name again. He moved his hand up to circle around her belly button, before sensually sliding down into her panties. Along with his gifts of breathing under water and his ability to wield Riptide, he was also an incredible lover and always made sure to get Annabeth off at least twice before he thought about himself. He was always incredibly sensual and passionate, especially when he was worshipping her body. She cried out when he slowly pushed a finger inside her, jerking her hips upwards, begging for more. He chuckled softly and it seemed to ring in her ears.

"Please don't tease me tonight, Percy."

"But that's half the fun," he laughed, kissing her throat.

"Not tonight," she said again and he nudged her bra with his nose.

"Ok, Wise Girl. No teasing." He moved down the bed and flopped on his stomach, his hands running along her thighs. She sat up on her elbows to watch; she knew he loved it when she watched him pleasure her. Their eyes were locked and Percy had admitted to her that he had never felt more connected to her. Not even in battle, when they worked seamlessly together. At the first swipe of his tongue her eyes slammed shut and she tilted her head back. He knew all the ways to make her come undone and it seemed that he would heed her plea and not tease. He yanked her lace boyshorts down her legs and tossed them over his shoulder. He gripped her thighs, spreading her even wider, and she whined at the stretch in her muscles. Percy's eyes held hers as he thrust his tongue deep inside her. She screamed and grabbed a fistful of his hair, her hips jerking up. He moaned, shaking his head as the vibrations only heightened the pleasure. She saw him reach back into his jeans and pull out his phone. She frowned and sat further up but he tossed the phone at her head. She glanced and saw Sally Blofis's name flickering.

"Shit it's your mom!"

"Answer it," he said without bothering to lift his head. She gave him a look that said have you lost your mind but Percy did not let up.

"You're going to have to stop that," she hissed as she tapped the phone. "Hi Sally. I'm great, how are you?" Percy rested his chin on her pelvic bone, looking mildly

amused.

"He's actually in the shower at the moment. I can have him call you back?" Annabeth glanced down at Percy, whose brows raised impatiently.

"Oh yes he did mention it. Dinner sounds great. Yeah, I know he's looking forward to seeing her. Yeah, it will be great to see you again. Oh gosh, I know, it's a beautiful ring! I know, I've just been so busy and-" she nearly swallowed her tongue when Percy pushed a finger inside her. He glanced up at her, reminding her that he was doing something and he would finish that something, meaning her, whether she liked it or not. His broad grin told her that she would, in fact, like it very much. He shot her a wink before he went back to licking her slowly, withdrawing his finger to suck on it before pushing it back inside her.

"Oh gods," she muttered, trying to kick him but he lifted his body and lay down across her, effectively trapping her. "Sally, um, I need to go, I think I hear Percy calling for a towel. Yes, we will see you soon. B-bye." She threw the phone onto the bed and grabbed onto his hair with both hands.

"You're in so much trouble, Seaweed Brain."

"Just hold on, Wise Girl." He slid his hands under her ass and lifted her hips, his fingertips digging into her thighs.

"Fuck," she cried, losing herself completely. Percy doubled his efforts and plunged two fingers inside her. He moaned as if he was in pain when he felt her clamping down around his fingers. He licked his way up her slit, over her belly button, all the way back up to her lips, and her fingers wound around his locks.

"You think Mom would notice if we made it a quickie?"

"You'd better hope she didn't know what was happening during that phone call," she said sternly. He laughed as he leaned over her, taking her hand and kissing it before settling it over his bulging jeans. She leaned up to kiss him, her hands working the button and zipper, and they worked together to push them down his hips. Her hands squeezed his ass as he tapped the head of his cock against her sensitive clit. He pushed inside her and groaned into her neck.

"I will never get tired of this."

"Good," she gasped as he started to move. "Told you, you're stuck with me."

"Don't ever leave me, Annabeth." She moved her hands up his shirt, playing with his nipples until he whined. She took his face in her hands and tried to look stern.

"I'm not ever leaving you." Percy's vulnerability had surprised her at first; as they got older, she noticed more and more when he said things like that. The idea that she could actually tire of him was laughable but she supposed it was because he was always around gods, who were forever falling for mortals and then leaving them behind.

He roughly pulled the cup of her bra down so he could squeeze her breast, his thumb working at her hardened nipple. He moved his hand down her body and pressed his thumb to her clit.

"Shit Percy, I don't know if I can."

"Come on, baby. I love feeling you cum around my dick. Gods you're perfect." She felt another orgasm sneak up on her and she fisted her hands in the sheets.

"Cum with me, Annabeth." She obeyed his demand and he grunted loudly as he spilled inside her. Her fluttering walls made him gasp and he stayed still, lost in the bliss. They were a mess, only half-dressed, his jeans and underwear pushed down far enough to release his cock while her skirt was hiked up to her waist and her underwear lay somewhere on the floor. He slid out of her and kissed her forehead before backing out of the room. When he returned, he held a wet rag and gently cleaned her up before he helped her sit up and retrieved her panties.

"We will have to take an actual shower when we get home tonight," she said as she pulled her panties and her skirt down.

"So did Mom actually say anything interesting or were you two just gossiping?"

"We weren't gossiping. She was saying how excited everyone is to see you. Dinner is at seven. And since that is Eastern time, we should probably go ahead and go." Percy nodded while he buttoned and zipped his jeans. He ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head; Annabeth huffed when it just fell into place. She glanced in the mirror and groaned.

"I look so thoroughly fucked."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," he wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"It is when we are having dinner with your family."

"You look fine, babe. Just brush your hair."

"And brush your teeth," she snapped, already pulling her hair from the ponytail. Percy closed himself in the bathroom, humming contentedly. Annabeth decided to do away with the skirt and pulled on a pair of jeans and a nice blue top. She grinned when she held her hand against her shirt and saw how the shade of her shirt matched her ring. When Percy returned, he had changed as well.

"Hey, we match," he grinned, tugging her toward him.

"Do you own any other colors?" Percy shrugged.

"You were the one who said you love me in blue." She smiled and placed her palm on his cheek, the cool silver of her ring making him jump.

"It brings out your eyes." He smiled as he kissed the tip of her nose.

"You've said that a time or two." He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles, his thumb grazing her ring. He glanced down quickly before looking into her eyes again. She smiled and wiggled her fingers, catching the light on the diamond. He laughed and shook his head.

"You ready?" She nodded and he opened his arms. She pressed herself against his chest and heard Percy muttering something under his breath. Moments later, she felt a strange sensation and knew they were now liquified. Which would terrify most people but since her fiance was a god of the sea, she knew she didn't have much to fear.

When she opened her eyes, they were standing in the Blofis's living room. Percy took a step back and shook his head.

"It's still so weird." Paul had become the principal at a school in upstate New York, so he had left Goodge High School and had moved the family a month ago. Percy had grown up in a tiny apartment and they'd had their struggles. Annabeth remembered some of the stories he had told her about living with "Smelly Gabe" and watching his poor mother working to support them. But Paul's new position had come with a pay raise and he happily spoiled his wife and daughter.

The house wasn't huge but Sally kept it clean and homey. Annabeth smiled as she perused the pictures on the wall. Young Percy smiled toothily up at her, his hair as messy as always. She blushed when she saw a picture of the two of them had been added to the shelf and Percy grinned.

"That means you're a part of the family now."

"She has been part of this family for a long time now," Sally said as she and Paul entered the room behind them. Annabeth smiled as the two women embraced. They had become quite close after Percy had gone missing and they'd leaned on each other for strength and support. Reading her thoughts, Sally's smile faded a little.

"I wouldn't have gotten through those months if it weren't for Annabeth," she said softly. Percy's face fell; it hadn't been his fault, of course. Hera had kidnapped him and wiped his memory clean so he had no control of the situation. Still, he felt terrible for putting his mother through that again and again. Then when he had become a god, he hadn't known how to explain it to her. How do you tell your mother you are techinically dead but are actually an immortal being? He was grateful that his mother and his fiance (oh gods that word, he thought) got along so well. Sally turned to embrace her son and he smiled. He had just been here that afternoon but he accepted her hugs with as much eagerness as he had when he was younger.

"PJ!" A little voice exclaimed happily and Percy's face lit up.

"Stella!" He knelt and scooped the little girl into his arms. She buried her face in his neck and Percy closed his eyes. Annabeth, Paul, and Sally watched with wide smiles. Anyone could see that Percy was smitten with his little sister. And he loved that she still wanted to hug her brother. He wasn't sure how long that would last, so he relished it while he could.

"She told her father off for trying to hug her at school today," Sally whispered to Annabeth, laughing. Paul nodded, holding out his hands in exasperation.

"Didja bring me anything, PJ?"

"Oh Starfish, you know me too well," he said as he set her down. He held out his hand and a large blue sand dollar seemed to appear. Estelle gasped, her bright blue eyes wide.

"It's so pretty!"

"Do you remember what these are called?"

"It's a sanddollar. You gave me one when we went to the beach last year." He nodded, running his thumb over the gift.

"Yup. And I had some friends decorate it and turn it into a necklace for you. They're mermaids." Estelle rolled her eyes.

"Percy, you don't know any mermaids."

"Ah, so you believe there ARE mermaids, but not that your big brother knows them." He sighed heavily and started to pocket the sanddollar.

"Ok then, guess I will just take this with me-"

"No!" She grabbed his hand and pried open his fingers. "It's pretty, the mermaids did a good job."

"I'll tell them you said so. Want me to help you put it on?" She nodded excitedly, reaching out to finger the cord and the irridescent pearls. He leaned forward to drape it around her neck and kissed her cheek when he was finished.

"Pretty little starfish."

"Mom, did you see what PJ brought me?" She ran over to Sally and held out her necklace.

"It's beautiful, sweetheart."

"Annabeth!" The girl seemed to just notice Percy's fiance and flung her arms around her waist. Annabeth laughed as she knelt to embrace the little girl.

"Let me see. Oh that's so pretty, Stella. You have a good big brother."

"You have to say that cause you're marrying him," she said in a loud whisper.

"Hey!" Annabeth laughed as Percy joined her, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"Lemme see the ring!" Percy held out her hand while his mother and sister 'oohed' and 'ahhed'.

"It's so pretty," Estelle gushed.

"That's quite a ring, Percy," Paul said with a smile. "Well Annabeth, Sally's right. You've probably been a part of the family longer than I have," he winked at Percy, whose cheeks went bright red.

"Oh that's so true! I remember when he came home from camp the first year, how he was so excited about this girl he had met-"

"MOM!" Annabeth snorted and Percy groaned.

"Hey Annabeth, you have GOT to see these pictures of PJ that Mom has," Estelle grasped Annabeth's hand and dragged her from the room.

"Great. My little sister will try to embarass me to death."

"Oh you and Annabeth practically grew up together," Sally scoffed.

"Doesn't mean I want her to see baby pictures of me in the bathtub!"

"Oh I forgot about those! Hang on, girls, I have some more pictures to show you," she hurried off after her daughter and Annabeth.

"Mom don't you dare!" He groaned when he heard the women giggling.

"Welcome to my world, son," Paul laughed, clapping him on the shoulder. "You need to come around more often. I'm completely outnumbered."

"Bringing Annabeth with me doesn't make the equation any better."

"Let the girls gossip. I want to have a serious talk with you, man to man."

"Um, ok." Percy shifted uncomfortably.

"I'm going to help you make sure that Annabeth is never annoyed with you."

"Pretty sure that's impossible. One of my gifts is annoying Annabeth."

"Let's start with the rules of marriage. Rule number one: she is always right. Even when she's wrong, she's right." Percy looked dumbfounded.

"I'm doomed."