AN: Thanks for all those who reviewed, and AnnabethIsTheBest's very colourful opinion on Rachel and Aphrodite, it made me smile.

PPOV:

"Hey, did you know that Rachel's coming to camp?" was the gossip of the night. Everyone was trying to figure out why a mortal-albeit a mortal who can see through the Mist- needs to stay at Camp Half-Blood. No monsters come after her. She smells exactly like another mortal, according to Grover. So what's the point of having Rachel here? Not that I'm really complaining. She's a good friend of mine. It's a question I've been wondering about since Thalia told Annabeth and me. For some reason, Annabeth seems really moody tonight too. She's usually only moody when she's stressed out. I'm worried about her; what's causing her to be so upset?

I eat my dinner of ribs alone at the Poseidon table, since Tyson is still at the forges. They're still constructing most of the palace. Maybe all the architecture is what's stressing Annabeth out. I walk over to the sacrificial pit, and throw in the rest of my ribs. Dear Dad, if you're listening, please help out Annabeth.

"Hey there, Kelp for Brains," said a slightly scratchy voice from behind me. Oh course, Thalia has to come and ruin my inner commentary. "What's so engrossing about ribs?"

"Nothing, just thinking about why Rachel needs to come to camp, that's all," I answer.

Thalia just stares at me, as if the answer is so plainly in front of me, and come on how stupid could you be look on her face.

"What?" I ask, totally bewildered. Gods, I'm just wondering what the rest of the camp is wondering too!

"I'll give you a hint. Aphrodite wanted her to come and visit you," she says in a patronizing tone. Then she walks off.

Does Aphrodite want me to hook up with Rachel?

APOV:

I watch as Percy and Thalia talk. I'd go up to him, but they seem to be talking about something personal. As Thalia walks away, he turns around and walks over to me.

"Hey, do you want to go on a walk?" he asks and for just a second I forget that's he's my best friend and every single one of my half brothers and sisters is around, and just think, KISS HIM. And do other things... wait what? I've never really thought about Percy like that before, but in front of me, with his muscles obvious beneath his white shirt, I think about him. Like that. And then I remember that he asked me a question.

"Sure, why not?" I answer him, finally. A full thirty seconds had gone by, and I had taken too long to answer back, I realize.

"I thought I'd never see the day Wise Girl would be slow on the uptake," Percy chuckled. We start walking around, as groups of naiads wave and giggle as Percy passes by. Remind me to kill the person who invented giggling…

"Hey, Annabeth, are you all right?" Percy asks me, voice full of concern. Why does he have to be so goddamned sweet and clueless!

"Nothing, just, uh, stressed about all the new buildings I have to design. I have to think of themes for all these minor gods that are unique for them," I answer somewhat truthfully. It IS stressful, but that's not why I sigh when Percy wraps his long arms around me in a hug. My head rests on his chest.

"Relax. Maybe I can help!" Percy answers happily, trying to fix a minor problem. I'm surprised he doesn't realize how attracted I am to him. He's a lot smarter than most people realize, just as he commented on the night sky.

"It's perfect, isn't it?" he says. "The way the stars and water reflect each other. Sparkly, but in a non-stupid way."

I smile at the way he says it, so cutely.

"I think we should go to sleep now," I say. I need to figure out these new feelings without Percy here distracting me with his perfect timing, and general hotness.

PPOV:

She walks off, apparently tired. I go back to my cabin, alone. It's still the same, over all these years. I change quickly, and flop onto my bed, where I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow. But then I get an interesting dream…

(Dream Sequence)

I'm walking to my cabin, but this time with a giggling Annabeth. Wait, Annabeth never giggles! She hates it! We walk in, Annabeth ahead of me, when she turns around and looks at me with such a lustful look that I can help but feel a rush of blood fill my groin. She walks over and pulls my face down a few inches so we're eye-level, and kisses me full on. Not softly, like at Mt. St. Helen's, but forcefully, with passion. I grab her legs, and she wraps them around my waist. I groan loudly, as my hands begin to explore her torso. She moans when I reach her breast, and I get more turned on then ever.

We begin our way to my bed, where I sit. She straddles my lap, having us rub our bodies together. Her hands go to her shirt, about to remove it-

"WAKE UP!" yells a familiar voice. It's Athena.

It's the mother of the girl I just had a wet dream about.

Crap.

"Umm... hi, Lady Athena," I stutter. Luckily, I'm wrapped in my comforter, so my boner is well hidden.

"I'm here to give you a message for my daughter. Give this letter to her. DO NOT READ IT." She tells me.

"Yes, of course not, Lady Athena. Why can't you give to her yourself?" I ask. "Why me?"

"I have to leave soon, and Annabeth is busy. Unlike you," she smirked at me. I guess I'm still in her bad books, then.

"Then, we understand each other," she says, and vanishes with a poof. I'm left alone, with a letter, a boner, and a confused head.

TPOV:

"So, Annabeth, tell me, why are you here?" I ask her. Annabeth usually never comes to my cabin. It holds too many memories for both of us. For her, it's where she, Luke, and I spent a lot of our time, before the no-going-into-the-opposite-sexes-cabins rule really applied to us. For me it's more. It's where I had my first kiss.

(Flashback age 11)

"Hey, Thalia, can I come in?" Luke asks me, from the other side of the door.

"Sure, come on in!" I answer. It's kind of good to have your own cabin. Like having your own apartment.

He walks in, and looks at me strangely. I blush a little.

"I wanted to try something," Luke says.

"What's that?" I ask.

"Well, I, um, I, I want to kiss you!" he finally gets out. He's only an inch away from my lips.

I close the distance, and wrap my arms around his neck, and then we break apart.

"Oh, so that's what it feels like…" Luke says, dazed. He waves bye, leaves, and I sit down on my bed, surprised at what I just did.

(End Flashback)

"Percy just gave this letter to me, he said it was from my mom," Annabeth says."Here, read it."

Dear Daughter,

I'm very proud of you for being the architect for the gods.

"What's so bad about that?" I ask.

"Just keep reading."

But you very well know that I'm in contact with Morpheus, and he knows about your dreams. He knows them very well, actually. I always disapproved of you being with this Poseidon boy for a long time, but please, don't do anything rash.

Love,

Lady Athena, Goddess of War and Wisdom

I look up from the letter, incredulous. ANNABETH was having fantasies about PERCY? Even if she was obviously in love with him, it's still creepy thinking about the eight year old I found all those years ago, you know, thought about guys like THAT.

"What am I supposed to do about my mom?" Annabeth asks me.

"Annabeth, you're asking a girl who JUST gave up on an oath to never dating men. I don't know how to help AT ALL." I tell her. "Seriously, Annabeth, I think you're overreacting."

"Are you sure?" she asks me. There's the innocence I remember from eight year old Annabeth.

"Of course," I smile at her, hoping to any god who'd listen that it's true.

Please, if not for them, but for Luke and I.

AN: I had fun writing this chapter. I guess I'll have to change the rating now, the sexual content just came. :P Anyway, Review, and happy reading!