True Love

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Greg's POV

I got out there just in time to see Percy stroll out of the Poseidon Cabin. I ran up to him, "Dr. Jackson!" I saw his nostrils flare at the sight of me, "Can I talk to you?" he nodded and led the way to the beach.

"Dr. Jackson, I can tell you are worried about Sophia, and the fact she likes me doesn't make you the happiest guy. I can tell you want to make sure she doesn't get hurt, and I assure you that I would never do that. I care about her, a lot. I really like your daughter, and I'm asking you if it's alright if we go out," I made my speech.

Percy stared out at the waves, and then turned to face me. He sighed, "Believe it or not, I know exactly how you're feeling right now. Athena, Annabeth's mother, hated me. She disapproved of our relationship. My dad got her to leave us alone. You're a nice boy Greg, I can tell. I just don't want Sophia's heart broken," Percy confided.

"I will not break her heart," I assured him, "I will only leave if she asks me."

"How can you be so sure?" he asked.

"It is just this feeling I have," I said.

"True love," he murmured.

"What?" I asked. I couldn't hear him.

"Aphrodite only gets interested in people your age if they have true love. You met Aphrodite, remember? She was the odd pretty woman in Annabeth's and my apartment the other day," he explained.

"True love? Really?" I asked in wonder.

"I am not the teenager I used to be. Look at me, protecting my sixteen year old daughter from lovesick boys," Percy joked. He sighed, "I suppose, since this is true love, I'm okay with you two being together. I won't prevent Annabeth's and my daughter from having something we have. But no kissing in front of me; I just might go nuts and hurt you."

I smiled at him, "Thank you Dr. Jackson! I promise you won't regret your choice!"

He smiled back, "You better hope you're right. Call me Percy. Too many people are calling me by my last name these days. It makes me feel old."

"Dad? Greg?" Sophia's voice asked behind us. We turned around. I smiled at her, got up, and ran over to her. Once I was in front of her, I grabbed her by the waist, picked her up off the ground completely, spun around, and set her back down.

"How do you feel?" I asked her.

"Confused and worried about your safety," she replied honestly. Percy laughed.

"About us," I clarified.

"Be honest," Percy told Sophia.

Sophia took a deep breath, "I feel…I feel like I can be myself around you. I know that when I talk, you'll listen. I feel happy that when I need support, Greg will always be there to give it. I feel special when he laughs at all my jokes. I really, really, really like you Greg."

"I love you," I told her.

"Did you – did you just say love?" Sophia whispered. I nodded. Sophia hugged me, "I didn't want to make you feel weird, and so I didn't tell you the complete truth. I don't just love you, though. I think – I think I'm in love with you," she whispered.

Sophia's eyes filled with emotion, "I'm turning around," Percy said. Sophia smiled her angelic smile at me and I kissed her, "Five, four, three, two one, zero," I broke away at 'one', wanting to get on Percy's good side.

Aphrodite popped up out of nowhere. She was crying, "That was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. I'm so glad I recorded everything thing from the moment Greg and Percy were walking over here!" I was confused, and the goddess noticed, "I'm putting that on Hephaestus TV in the romance segment!"

"So you liked that better than my speech?" Percy asked.

"Yep!" she squeaked, "I think your daughter got both Annabeth's and your talent for lovey-dovey speeches! Put them both together, and you have the most awesome talent ever! True love is a beautiful thing!"

"True love?" asked Sophia.

"You and Greg are a perfect match. Soul mates, true lovers, whatever you want to call it," Aphrodite told Sophia, "But don't spoil my fun! I love good drama! Besides, if you don't make it dramatic…I will."

A horn sounded in the distance, "Time for dinner," Percy said, "Goodbye, Lady Aphrodite." And she was gone.

Percy looked at us and sighed (again), "You two remind me of myself and Annabeth when we were fifteen," he turned around, "Come on, this way to dinner."