I do not own PJO, if I did I would be considerably wealthier LOL. Enjoy! This is a fluff chapter, so I'm sorry if it is vague ;)
I ain't got no Visa
I ain't got no Red American Express
We can't go nowhere exotic
It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that loves you best
Talk to me girl
The way I are – Timbaland
"I don't have a car, I don't have any money," I murmured into Annabeth's hair. She laughed and punched me lightly on the chest, my darling, my Annabeth. "I can't even buy you flowers, all I can offer is my heart and for that the price is free."
She laughed uproariously, "Do not give your heart away too quickly; you may not ever get it back." I looked at her determinedly.
"I'm willing to take that risk," I promised solemnly. "I pledge myself to the woman who changed my life from the moment I drooled in my sleep until the day the gods die." She hugged me harder and the rain fell harder as if bullets, as if Zeus was crying.
"I pledge myself to thee Perseus Jackson, not because of flowers, or money, or cars, our parents are gods, we can ask for a gift." She smiled wittily. "Of course I understand if you want to ride into the sunset on a seahorse or whale," I kissed her ferociously.
"You are mine, and from now on the sunset is our's."
"How can you promise that?" she asked provocatively.
"I simply can," I quirked my eyebrows. "Do not be a hater love, it doesn't suit you." She giggled and followed as I took out sand dollars; I had taken to collecting, threw one into the water and another into the sky. The last I pierced a hole at the top and strung a piece of braided twine for a necklace.
"Is that for your other girlfriend?" she asked sardonically, I ignored the quip and tied it around her slender neck.
"Now your heart is protected and covered," she leaned in to kiss me.
"From what?" I laughed nervously and ran a hand through my hair.
"From me."
xoxoxo
"How is she?" I, Percy, asked anxiously. "I ran here the moment I heard," Parker was curled up in a ball on a chair beside the bed sleeping for probably the first time in his life, in a safe place.
"Awful. I do not know how the baby is either, Percy...what if?" Trina began but she could not finish, her face in her hands, her body fragile looking. "She's always been there for me, you know? I was late going to Camp...I don't know how to be a Half-Blood without her Percy!" I sighed and hugged the poor little midget, she sobbed into my neck and shook. "I miss LA!" she squealed suddenly and bolted out of the room.
"Women," I looked up and Parker sat stretching, eyeing me with a keen interest. "Who was that?"
"Trina, my sister-in-law." I said calmly betraying no emotion, this was none of my business.
"Is she single?" he asked...oh this is awkward...
"Dude she's my sister-in-law, how would I know? I have been too busy picking you up, helping you out, training you!" he gave a sly smirk and sauntered out of the room as well.
"Who was that?" I fled to her side in an instant, my beautiful Annabeth.
"Parker," I said kissing her fingers, her eyes remaind closed and it made my heart pound. "How are you babe?" she moved a fragile arm that was bone white against her tan, her hair hung limp, even her lips quivered.
"Awful Percy, I lost control in the kitchen and ended up here...I can't see."