A/N: Here's for the best ship in the world of PJO, PERCABETH!
Percabeth:
Falling into Tartarus was not the how Annabeth expected to die. But at least she had Percy- her Percy. She hugged her boyfriend, crying into his shoulder and holding on for dear life. Annabeth could feel the dread taking over, and she thought about every moment she spent with Percy- every moment that was an adventure and even a life-threatening situation at times.
"I love you!" Annabeth cried and kissed Percy. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and kissed her back. "I love you too, Wise Girl."
*Moments Later*
Percy took in everything about Annabeth as they fell. They way her hair smelled (Like lemonade. How is that possible?), the way she squeezed her eyes shut when she was scared; Percy kissed her forehead and held her close. Annabeth buried her face in his chest and…was that a whimper?
"Annabeth, we're gonna be okay. I promise."
A line from the prophecy came back to her: An oath to keep with a final breath. What if this was Percy's last breath? She couldn't stand it if she lost him again. Then again, she'd die too and they'd still be together.
"I love you Percy," Annabeth whimpered.
"I know, Wise Girl, I know. I love you too."
Me: *sobs* Percabeth…
Nicole: I HATE RIORDAN! HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO US?!
Elizabeth: He needed a way to keep his fans waiting. Even if that meant getting rid of the most-loved characters.
Me: So you approve of this crime?
Elizabeth: Gods, no! I hate him for it, but I see his reasoning behind it.
Nicole: Good. Cause if you enjoyed it…
Elizabeth: I was practically bawling when I read that part! Both times.