A/N: Thanks to April, Silents-in-the-Library, Annonn, And TheMoonlitWaters for reviewing!

Silents-in-the-Library: Thanks! That made my day! Chapter 1 was When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne, and you were right about chapters 2 and 3. Chapter 4 was I Never Told You by Colbie Callait. Good guesses! I try to pick songs that fit the plot and tone of the chapters.

TheMoonlitWaters: Thanks! I've already kind-of planned out the reunion scene in my head, and I'm pretty sure it won't disappoint you !

Disclaimer: I am not the amazing Rick Riordan and did not suddenly and mysteriously manage to get the rights overnight. The memories in the dream sequence are mostly material from the books, and I do not own them.

Enjoy!

I suddenly realized the dream was still going. Percy & I were slow dancing in our usual awkward way. Then the memories progressed further. I paid even stricter attention now.

I saw myself arguing with Percy about Rachel, and us finding the Labyrinth Entrance in Zeus' Fist. A longer memory came this time.
Percy stepped into the Athena Cabin, where I stood looking at scrolls.
"Knock, knock?" Percy said.
I turned. "Oh… hi. Didn't hear you," I said.
"You okay?"
I frowned at the scroll in her hand. "Just trying to do some research. Daedalus' Labyrinth is so huge. None of the stories agree about anything. The maps just lead from nowhere to nowhere." I said.
"We'll figure it out," Percy promised.
"I've been wanting to lead a quest since I was seven," I said.
"You'll do awesome."
I looked at Percy gratefully, and then dropped my gaze. "I'm worried, Percy. Maybe I shouldn't have asked you to do this. Or Tyson and Grover."
"Hey, we're your friends. We wouldn't miss it."
"But…" I stopped myself.
"What is it?" Percy asked. "The prophecy?"
"I'm sure it's fine."
"What was the last line?"

I blinked back tears and held out my arms. Percy hugged her.
"Hey, it's… it's okay."
The scene changed. We were back in Mt. St. Helens.
"Put your cap back on," Percy was saying. "Get out!"
"What?" I shrieked. "No! I'm not leaving you!"
"I've got a plan. You can use the metal spider- maybe it'll lead you back to Hephaestus. You have to tell him what's going on."
"But you'll be killed!"
"I'll be fine. Besides, we've got no choice."
I glared at him like I wanted to cause him pain. Then, surprisingly, I kissed him.
"Be careful, Seaweed Brain." And I vanished.
Another memory: Percy's return to camp, when I ran to him in front of all the campers and hugged him fiercely.
Finally, I saw a memory that answered some of my questions.
Percy was standing on the banks of the River Styx, about to jump in. Percy hesitated and then concentrated on the small of his back, his Achilles Heel. He took a deep breath and jumped in. The dream showed what he was thinking. It was intense pain, so much that I probably didn't get it all through the dream.
Faces appeared.
"Percy," Sally Jackson said. "I give you my blessing."
"Be safe, brother!" Tyson pleaded.
"Enchiladas!" Grover said. That must've helped ALOT.

It looked like Percy was losing his fight.
Then a familiar voice spoke.
"The cord," my voice said. "Remember your lifeline, dummy!"
There was a tug in his lower back.
"Hold on, Seaweed Brain," my voice said. "You're not getting away from me that easily."
The cord was strengthening.

I could see Vision-me now. I was standing on the canoe lake pier.
My hand was outstretched to help Percy up, and it was obvious I was trying not to laugh.
"You are such an idiot sometimes." I smiled. "Come on. Take my hand."
Percy took my hand and burst out of the river.
Then came that terrible moment when I was stabbed. Percy was fighting a demigod when it happened. All the sudden, a chill went through his back, like the old saying about somebody walking on your grave. I cried out in pain behind him, and Percy turned.
"Annabeth!" he saw what happened, and his eyes widened. Percy went on defensive. He slashed the air with his sword in a wide arc, forcing everyone away.

"Get back!" he said. "No one touches her!"
"Interesting," Kronos said.
The memories flashed forward.
"You're cute when you're worried," I muttered. "Your eyebrows get scrunched together."
"You are NOT going to die when I owe you a favor," Percy said. "Why'd you take that knife?"
"You would've done the same for me."
"How'd you know?"
"Know what?"
Percy leaned in and whispered, "My Achilles Spot. If you hadn't taken that knife, I would've died."
I looked faraway, and my breath smelled like grapes (the nectar).
"I don't know, Percy. I just had the feeling you were in danger. Where… where is the spot?"
Percy hesitated, as if not knowing he could trust me.

"The small of my back."
"Where? Here?" I moved my hand to his spine, and the skin tingled. He moved my hand to the spot that grounded him to his life, and electricity arced through his body.
"You saved me," he said. "Thanks."
I removed my hand, but Percy kept holding it.
"So you owe me," I said weakly. "What else is new?"
The scene changed to the Olympian Throne Room. Luke/Kronos was standing over memory me, Backbiter raised.
"Family, Luke. You promised."
Then the scene changed. We were at the Olympian Council.
"The Council agrees," Zeus was saying. "Percy Jackson, you will have one gift from the gods."
"Any gift?"
Zeus nodded grimly. "I know what you will ask. The greatest gift of all. Yes, if you want it, it shall be yours. The gods have not bestowed this gift on a mortal hero in many centuries, but Perseus Jackson- if you wish it- you shall be made a god. Immortal. Undying. You shall serve as your father's lieutenant for all time."
Percy was stunned. "Um... a god?"
Zeus rolled his eyes. "A dimwitted god, apparently. But yes. With the consensus of the entire Council, I can make you immortal. Then I will have to put up with you forever."
"Hmm," Ares mused. "That means I can smash him to a pulp as often as I want, and he'll just keep coming back for more. I like this idea."
"I approve as well," Athena said, but she was looking at me.
Percy looked at me.
I was trying not to meet his eyes, and my face was pale. I looked like Percy must have felt 2 years ago. He must have remembered this, too.
"No," he said.

The scene changed.
Percy was sitting alone at the Poseidon table at Camp Half-Blood.
I slid next to him on the bench, holding a misshapen blue cupcake.
"Hey," I said. "Happy Birthday."
"What?"
"It's August 18th. Your birthday, right?"
Percy was stunned.
"Make a wish," I said.
"Did you bake this yourself?"
"Tyson helped."
"That explains why it looks like a chocolate brick," Percy said. "With extra blue cement."
I laughed.
Percy blew out the candle. He cut it in half and shared it with me.
"You saved the world," I said.
"We saved the world."
"And Rachel is the new Oracle, which means she won't be dating anybody."
"You don't seem disappointed," he noticed. Duh.
I shrugged. "Oh, I don't care."
"Uh-huh."
I raised an eyebrow. "You got something to say to me, Seaweed Brain?"
"You'd probably kick my butt."
"You know I'd kick your butt."
Percy brushed cake crumbs off his hands. "When I was at the River Styx, turning invulnerable… Nico said I had to concentrate on one thing that kept me anchored to the world, that made me want to stay mortal."
"Yeah?"
"Then up on Olympus," he said. "When they wanted to make me a god and stuff, I kept thinking-"
Oh, you so wanted to."
"Well, maybe a little. But I didn't, because I thought- I didn't want things to stay the same for eternity, because things could always get better. And I was thinking… he trailed off.
"Anyone in particular?" I asked. I was trying to not smile.
"You're laughing at me," he complained.
"I am not!"
"You are so not making this easy."
I laughed for real, and put my hands around his neck. "I am never, ever, going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it."
And memory-me kissed him.
We probably could've stayed that way forever, but then a voice growled, "Well, it's about time!"
The pavilion suddenly filled with light and a hoard of campers. Clarisse led the way, and the eavesdroppers charged hoisted us onto their shoulders.
"Oh, come on!" Percy complained. "Is there no privacy?"
"The lovebirds need to cool off!" Clarisse said with glee.
"The canoe lake!" Conner Stoll shouted.
The campers cheered and carried
us down the hill. Luckily, they kept us close enough to hold hands. And we did, right until they dumped us into the water, laughing.
Apparently, they had forgotten that Percy was a son of Poseidon, and that he can create air bubbles underwater. So we kissed

It was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.
The memories flashed forward, snapshots of all our kisses. And then one final memory came.

It was the day he said 'I love you.'
Percy was kissing my neck, and I was moaning.
"Oh gods, Peeerrrccyyy," I gasped. "I looove yoouu…"
He stopped, and looked up, his eyes wide.
"Uhhh… um… I'll… get, err… going," I said, blushing furiously. I got up, but Percy grabbed my hand. He pulled me to him and hugged me.
"I love you too, Wise Girl," he said in my ear.
And he pulled back just enough to give me one sweet, tender kiss.

Percy woke up and bolted upright in bed, sweating and shaking.
He put his head in his hands, and when he pulled them off, he wore a pained expression.
And that's when he said those 9 words in Ancient Greek that sealed my broken heart.

"Σ 'αγαπώ, σοφό κορίτσι. Σας χρειάζομαι πίσω," He said.

My dream shifted one last time. I was in the newly built Throne Room on Olympus. Only one goddess was in there.
Athena, my mom.
"Hello, Annabeth, dear," Athena said.
"Hi, Mom," I greeted her. "Did you send me that dream? Was it real?"
"Yes and yes, dear. As much as I hate to admit it, Perseus does truly care for you," Athena said. "But that still won't stop me from blasting him if he hurts you."
"Okay. I could live with that." Athena laughed and opened her arms and hugged me. I hugged her back briefly, but she sighed and pulled back a moment or so later.
"I have to go now, Annabeth. Zeus senses an illegal dream. Remember, I am proud of you, my daughter," she said. " Goodbye."
"Mom?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Thanks."

I woke up and stared at my alarm clock. It
read 8:00, which meant Thalia should be awake. I bolted up and ran to get ready.
5 minutes later, I was presentable. I pushed my feet into my sneakers and ran for the Zeus Cabin. I knocked repeatedly, until a bleary-eyed Thalia opened the door and yawned.
"What is it, Annabeth?" She asked. Immediately, I hugged her.
"Whoa, there!" she laughed. "What's got you all Apollo?"
I was crying tears of joy and bouncing up and down on the threshold. I grabbed her arms.
"He remembers, Thalia! Percy remembers me!"

YAY! He remembers (sniffle) !

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