Annabeth's POV:

Few Years Later:

I still went to Camp ever year, our group was so close we decided to take a couple months off from our jobs to re-visit. Travis and Katie married a year ago, Grover and Juniper had twins, Thalia gave up being a huntress so she could with Nico, Clarisse and Chris still haven't tied the knot yet but are getting close, and I'm still alone.

No matter how many internet dating sites, or blind dates, I couldn't find the guy for me. In my heart I knew the real reason, no man could match up to Percy. It just wasn't possible. So tonight I decided I would try a new approach, a bar.

Its not the most romantic setting, but its the best I could come up with. The Stoll Brothers said that the Bubble Lounge was a really good one and that I should give it a shot. My stepmother and I had gotten a lot closer, so she took me shopping a few hours ago.

We had decided on a nice black dress, sleeveless with a sweetheart neckline that stopped at mid thigh, black heels, and a charm bracelet. I didn't put on much make up, and my hair fell in wild curls around my shoulders.

I smiled at the mirror, happy with my appearance. Grabbing my purse, I walked out of my apartment and made my way towards the bar.

Since it was a Friday night, the Bubble Lounge was outrageously crowded. The music was loud, but not loud enough where you would have to yell over it. Most of the people there were at the pool tables, which I was grateful for. It would be easier to scope out guys if they weren't all crowded around the bar.

"What can I get for you ma'am?" the bartender asked me as I sat next to a black haired man. He looked strangely familiar, but I shrugged it off assuming I was just being paranoid. I glanced at the menu and ordered the first thing that caught my eye.

"I'll take a Jolly Rancher," I ordered. The bartender nodded and went to fetch my drink. I glanced at the man next to me out of the corner of my eye, and it was obvious he was drunk. He kept trying to get out of his seat but he would fall back into it, as a result he would cuss and his words would be slurred.

"Take it easy, Percy. Hey, I thought you were on the wagon?" the bartender questioned. Every muscle in my body froze and I could feel my heart race, as my breath came in short gasps.

"Ya know what? I..I can't do it. I just miss her too much Bob." Percy confided. So I was right, he had moved on and they must have broken up or something. Tears stung in my eyes and I wanted to leave, but I knew that I had to at least pay for the drink.

"I'll get you a cab Percy," Bob said. Percy was having a hard time sitting up in his seat, and he obviously had enough to drink.

"Wait! I'll make sure he gets home," I called to the bartender. I needed answers, and I couldn't pass up this perfect opportunity to get them. Bob looked skeptically at me, but I assured him that I was a close old friend of Percy's.

He nodded and had one of his co-workers take over the bar so that he could help me get Percy to my car. We finally managed to get him into the passenger seat and I payed Bob for the drink, and for helping me. He smiled and told me to drive safe as he went back to his job.

The car ride was silent, but not awkward. Percy kept mumbling things to himself and telling me how he used to know a really pretty girl with blonde hair. I wasn't sure if he was talking about me or not, but I blushed anyways.

Percy told me all about how his life was now, even though in his drunken state I was practically a stranger. He lived in an apartment that was about fifteen minutes away from mine, and he worked at Sea World. I didn't dare say a word, I was too amused at what he had to say.

When we arrived at his apartments, I was relieved that Percy was a bit more in control of himself. It made getting him into his apartment a lot easier. Once we had made it to his doorstep, he put the key in the doorknob and it opened.

His apartment was nice, but I decided to just pay attention to the details later and get him in bed. I stopped in front of a couple of doors, but they were just a bathroom and a closet. Their was a door at the end of the hallway that was slightly open, and it was the only one left so it had to be it.

As I helped him get settled on his bed, I couldn't help but examine his older self. He looked exactly the same, except for the bags under his eyes and that he was taller. I quickly snapped myself out of my daze, and headed for the door.

"Please don't leave me," he whispered. His voice sounded so broken that I knew I couldn't leave him even if I wanted to. So I grabbed a blanket and a pillow and slept in the arm chair across the room.

"I won't," I promised him.

Olympus:

"An alcoholic, just what she needs" Athena complained. She quickly chastised herself since she was the one who had done his to him.

"Well Poseidon will be happy. They are together, and they will work things out. I'm sure of it" she continued, talking to no one.

BOOM!

"Aphrodite! How many times do I have to tell you to stop drawing hearts on my thunder bolt!" Zeus thundered. Athena sighed and stopped spying on the children to make sure that Zeus didn't blow up Aphrodite.

Wow! Long Chapter! Thank you Princess of Xing for your wonderful suggestion. And thank you guys so much for the reviews! No matter how much you write, the review is still deeply appreciated! :)