English is my second language, so you may find a few mistakes. This story takes place after "The Last Olympian" but before "The Lost Hero". Like the description says, its about some random evening Annabeth and Percy spend together.
Disclaimer: Percy Jackson and the Olympians and The Lost Hero do not belong to me.
Chapter One: Getting There
Annabeth was ridiculously excited. She had managed to drag Percy to go with her "somewhere" to show him "something". That was all the information he had and now he barely knew where they were going through in this maze of trees.
"Wait 'til you see them Percy! They are all beautiful. Each follows the blue prints to detail." Annabeth said panting. She skillfully managed to avoid the trees and choose the path that was easier to go through even though it was dark. Even of walking she made a strategy.
Percy didn't find architecture that interesting. He could not understand why the girl was so obsessed with stone and mortar. Percy was here because she looked beautiful under the moonlight. Percy could not help but imagine how she would look all covered in dust with a pencil in the back of her ear staring at blue prints in deep thought. A tree branch slapped him hard in the face, diverting him from his thoughts.
"And where exactly is this place at? Are we supposed to walk all across camp to find it?" Percy inquired annoyed at the excess of green that surrounded him. He was getting of a canoe when Annabeth came running to him. Her blond hair flapping around like a school of golden fish with no direction. She was blabbing about her new project, how the reconstruction of Olympus was going exactly as she planned it thanks to the help of the Hephaestus children. Percy thought she should visit a shrink or something; she had some serious OCD symptoms going on there. He hid a sheepish laugh. He was hypnotized with those grey eyes that reminded him of the ocean on a cloudy day.
"It's just a few more minutes of walk Percy. Remember that this place was given to me by the Hephaestus cabin. I didn't exactly have a choice of location." Annabeth looked at Percy for a moment and smiled. The poor guy was a mess of dirt and leaves.
"You know Percy, dear; it's easier if you don't avoid them." She said this and went back to her walking. She now closed the gap that Percy had left by lagging behind.
"Easy for you to say" Percy answered, giving up his efforts at avoiding the branches.
The moon was full and bright in the sky above. The forest seemed to be alive. Percy could hear the restlessness of the wind against the leaves of the trees. This was only a small part of what nature really was. Percy could start to understand why Grover felt so connected to it. The earth had something ancient and magical that was so alluring yet mysterious.
What Percy liked the most about the full moon was the effect it had on the tides. Even from where he was he could feel the ocean wild. As if each tide was trying to reach the sky. The sea and the moon had this peculiar relationship. The full moon impassive in the sky and the rampant ocean below with no restrains, fighting for what is truly his; that silver disk in the firmament. Sort of like Percy and Annabeth. She, in her brightest and him impassioned trying to reach her, to understand why she made him feel this way.
Percy trips and barely manages to find his balance. Annoyed he utters "Seriously, Annabeth why are you- his sentence was interrupted by colliding with Annabeth who had come to a halt.
"OUCH! Watch it seaweed brain." Annabeth's insult held no meaning recently. Now it was like a code between them. It was Annabeth's way of letting Percy know that they had gone through a lot. That he could be a great hero to the world, but for her, he was the boy who had come to camp with a Minotaur horn in his hand full of questions and eager to find his answers.
Percy took advantage of the situation and slid his arms around Annabeth's waist. She was so small. She lifted her arms to give room to his and slowly tilted her head to the side. Percy accepted the invitation and kissed her softly on her neck.
"We are here" Annabeth said slowly walking away from Percy's embrace. He was about to utter something to complain but he was awe stricken when he saw the building.
The place was enormous. A plane could fit easily inside it. But that was not what caught Percy's attention. The building looked like the Greek Parthenon but with steroids. The first thing that you noticed was the steps. They went from one end of the building to the other. Eight magnificent pillars were holding the roof. Even though the building was rectangular it had a dome in the middle. The doors weren't small either. They went from the top of the building to the floor. Engraved on them was an owl, the symbol of Athena. Percy was lagging behind again, but this time he was admiring the hugeness of the place.
"Annabeth this is-" Percy was out of words. He wasn't a fan of architecture but the mere fact that Annabeth had designed all of this made him feel so proud of her.
"Wait 'til you take a look inside." Annabeth replied with no trace of humbleness in her voice.