Annabeth walked down the street in New York. She shivered and glanced at the sky. It looked like it was going to snow, hence the shiver. She frowned and buried her face in her warm scarf wrapped securely around her neck. The only reason why she was even walking in this gods-forsaken weather was to see Percy. It was Christmas Eve, and they planned to meet each other at the park. Percy had said he had a surprise for her, and she was eager to see not only the present but Percy himself. It had been at least a week since she had last seen him. Far to long, if you asked her. She sighed. This is what happens when you're a demigod. Especially one as special as Percy. Life isn't exactly normal, unless you're definition of it was 'fighting for the right to live to be at least 16'.

After finally reaching her destination, she saw him. He was leaning against a tree, hands stuffed in the pocket of his navy blue jacket. His mop of onyx hair was partially hidden underneath a hat. He had his face tilted upward, towards the sky, as if he was looking for something. Before she knew what she was doing, she ran towards him, arms out-stretched. Percy seemed to have heard her, because he pushed himself off the tree and held his arms out, grinning like mad.

Annabeth crashed against Percy, making him stumble backwards. She wrapped her arms around his tall frame and buried her head in his chest. He still smelled as he did the last time she had seen him; salt water and ocean air. She felt the vibrations of his chuckle as he hugged her back, resting his chin against her blond locks. To him, she smelled like lemons and books, with a twinge of some flower he couldn't quite place.

"I missed you seaweed brain," she mumbled against his chest, hiding the blush she was trying hard to fight back.

"Wise girl, you have no idea how much I've wanted to see you," he responded, kissing the top of her head softly. He slowly untangled them, smiling as Annabeth latched herself on his arm instead. Gods, he had missed her. She glanced up at him, smiling shyly. It was good to be back where she belonged. He slipped his hand into her and entwined they're fingers together as he tugged her towards a fountain in the middle of the park.

"Come on, your surprise is over here."

"Tsk, tsk, impatient, aren't we," Annabeth commented, grinning. Percy looked back at her and stuck his tongue out in a childish gesture as a retort. Annabeth only laughed softly as she was pulled to the fountain. Percy stood by it, focusing on it. Annabeth tilted her head slightly, watching as Percy made the water slowly rise from the fountain. He moved his hands as if in a trance, and suddenly, Annabeth realized that he was creating something from the liquid.

The water took shape into an owl, then a horse, both animals of Athena and Poseidon. As she watched, transfixed, The animals morphed into...Annabeth and Percy. Little figurines of them standing next to each other. She rose her hands to her mouth, a quiet gasp escaping. How did he do this? Slowly, the figures melted back into the fountain, and Percy glanced up at Annabeth through his bangs, his cheeks tinted pink, not only because of the cold weather. Annabeth turned to look at him. He coughed a little, glancing at her shyly.

"Did you...like it?"

Annabeth looked at him incredulously.

"Liked it? Percy, I loved it. How did you do that?"

Percy rubbed the back of his head, a little bashful.

"Well, it took me a while to get it right but," He paused, smiling at her softly, "you're worth every second of it."

Annabeth could feel her face warming up, so she ducked her head, only to feel a warm hand pulling her chin back up. She was staring into Percy sea-green eyes.

"Don't hide. I Love it when you blush,' he whispered to her, before pressing his lips on hers tenderly. Annabeth could feel the warmth of his mouth as she draped her arms on his shoulder and his around her waist. Annabeth wondered briefly when it had started snowing, but she wasn't cold anymore; not when she was with Percy.