Hey people!

I'm going to skip the authors note. Something tells me you guys want to just get to the Percabeth reunion.

I OWN NOTHING

AND NOW FOR THE PERCABETH:

Annabeth looked down at Percy's still face; a face that had been still for over three days.

Everyone else was either sleeping in a guest room, eating in the kitchen, or talking quietly in the living room.

But not Annabeth. She had slept only once, and that was when her friends forced her to. Even then it was more of a short catnap. They brought her food, but she barely ate anyway. She was too worried about Percy

She looked around the master bedroom. It was very ocean-like. The creamy carpet looked like sand. The white furniture was complimented by dark blue accents. The three sky blue walls brought attention to the waterfall found behind a fourth glass wall. And the bed that sat in front of the waterfall had ocean blue covers that seemed to ripple over Percy's body.

Annabeth was sitting in a fluffy white armchair that was moved beside the bed. It seemed to wrap her in a big, warm hug as she sat in it.

"Hey, Wise Girl," a voice said weakly.

Annabeth looked down to see Percy's smiling face.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain," she said, relief that he would be alright lacing her voice.

She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Ah!" Percy yelled, reaching for his face.

Her eyes widened. "I'm so sorry! Did I-"

Percy laughed, cutting her off. "I'm just kidding, Wise Girl!"

Annabeth huffed. "Oh, you!" She slapped him in the chest.

He grimaced. "That's where Frank hit me."

"I thought you told him it tickled," Annabeth said, confused.

Percy shrugged. "I didn't want to hurt his feelings."

Annabeth laughed. Even with all his injuries - whip marks, a bruised chest, burns all over - he was still Percy.

"You are such a seaweed brain," she said.

He smiled smugly. "The one and only!" He sat up. "So, can you explain why everyone thought I was Octavian?"

Annabeth started talking about Octavian's plan. With each detail that she told, his face just got darker and darker. He kept muttering death threats under his breath (she didn't bother telling him that these threats were impossible). When she mentioned Gabe, Percy was outraged.

"WHAT?!" he bellowed. "He was Smelly Gabe the whole time?!"

She sighed. "Yes."

Percy fumed. "I thought he would be a bit more humble after being turned to stone. After everything he ever did to me and my mother! He terrorized us! And he had to vengeance?!"

"I know, Percy. I know," Annabeth soothed.

She had heard enough stories of what had happened with Gabe. Let's just say he was a bit more than a bully towards Percy and Sally.

She continued to to explain their own plan to rescue him after seeing him in the mirror.

Percy looked embarrassed. "Look, I don't want pity."

She kissed him gently. "We don't pity you. Percy, you're so strong. I couldn't have survived that."

His eyes widened and he shuddered. "Give me all the pity you want. Just don't put that image in my head."

Annabeth laughed weakly. "I missed you Percy." She started to tear up. "I really, really missed you."

"I missed you, too," he said, kissing her. His lips were salty - like the cool ocean breeze.

"You should get to bed," she told him, getting up. "You need rest."

She started to leave, but Percy grabbed her hand.

"Stay with me?" he pleaded.

She secretly felt relieved. "Of course, Seaweed Brain."

She got under the covers and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Compared to the chair, this was paradise. He was nice and warm, and she felt safer than ever now that she was finally in his protective embrace again.

"Don't leave me again, okay?" she said with a shaky voice.

He kissed her forehead. "Never."

643 words. Yeah, yeah. It was short.

How did you guys like the reunion? Was it fluffy enough?

The more reviews I get, the sooner I update. And that's the truth.

I promise the the next one will be longer.

Bu-bye!