This took a lot of thought and it's finally done, thanks to my awesome beta, Venillashiz, I owe her too much. :D

"You're sure this is part of the job description of a Maid of Honor?!" Thalia gathered the fluffy white material yet again as it fell.

"Yes, now stop complaining, hold the dress up." Annabeth flushed the toilet and indicated for her disgruntled Maid of Honor to unlock the door.

Once out, Thalia released the dress, stepping back to take a deep breath. "Those toilets still smell the same. I don't understand, why Camp Half-Blood? Couldn't you go get married at some hotel like other sane people? Like the Hilton Hotel, I hear their toilets are lavender scented."

"Yea, well you can't get this," Annabeth waved her hands around, "Anywhere else, and I'm not having my wedding in some hotel. Besides, what's wrong with Camp Half-Blood?" She leaned closer to the mirror, checking her make-up.

Thalia sighed and pulled Annabeth's dress up, not letting the train touch a puddle of suspicious-looking brown water. "Nothing, nothing, I get it, you wanna get married here, whatever, it's your day."

Annabeth turned around and beamed, "It is, isn't it?! Can you believe it? I'm marrying Percy!" She gave a small squeal and jumped, spinning one round, tugging the dress out of Thalia's unsuspecting hands.

"Hey! Hey, watch the dress! You know Hera will be pissed if her wedding present is ruined." Thalia frowned, lifting the white dress again.

Annabeth's frown matched her own as she looked herself over. "I don't think Percy will mind, do you? I know how much he, uh, doesn't like Hera. I didn't plan on wearing a long, fluffy blanket, but…you know Hera." She looked seriously at Thalia, "I feel like a pumpkin."

Thalia took her arm and began leading her out of the toilet, "Hey, trust me, you look like Cinderella, which I have never seen by the way." She pulled Annabeth towards the flaps of the white, flowery tent in the centre of the strawberry field. "Percy will love it."

Annabeth grinned at her before she walked over to her father who pulled her into a hug. Annabeth smiled as he rubbed her back awkwardly. Dr Chase released her and held her at arms' length. "You look…beautiful honey. I…I apologize for anything I might have done to upset you in the past but I want you to know that I support your decision entirely." His voice shook at the end and Annabeth wiped her eyes.

"Thanks, dad, it means a lot to me." Dr Chase smiled, turning to the large tent ahead of them.

He held out his arm, "Shall we?" The wedding march started and Thalia winked at her before entering the tent with a very nervous Grover. Annabeth slid her gloved hand around her father's arm, smiling.

"Yea, let's get this over with."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"…Are you very sure?"

"Yes!"

"….Absolutely one hundred percent sure?"

"For the last time, yes!" Percy growled as he stood up, breaking the circle of chairs in the cabin. He turned to the stunned people cooped up around the small table of chocolates and beers. "I want to marry Annabeth," He grinned, "I can see that you guys love me so much and want to keep me to yourselves, but, hate to break it to you, I'm straight."

Apollo opened his mouth, but shut it and shrugged, popping a chocolate in his mouth. Grover bleated and turned to Percy, "It's not that Percy, we're just worried for you. You're very young to be doing this. Blahhhh- I'm not worried but-"

"But we are." Poseidon cut in. He stood up as well and placed his hands on Percy's shoulders, "We've been in this world a long time son, there are a lot of marriages that do not end well, marriages that have happened to us as well, and we simply do not want you to get hurt."

"Yea and those marriages probably ended badly cause you guys couldn't keep your libido in check," Nico muttered from behind him.

Grover slapped him behind the head on his way to get more tin cans from the cupboard. Nico was about to go after him when Sally Jackson appeared at the door.

She chuckled at their conversation and tilted her head towards the door, indicating, 'out'. Percy grinned and sat down on his old bed, waiting for everyone to leave. When the door slammed shut, Sally walked over to Percy and placed her hands on his shoulders. She stared at him for a moment and before squeezing him in a vice-like grip.

"Ooooohhh…you're finally growing up! All those time I had to force you with a knife to ask her out and…oh!" She sat down next to him and pulled out her lace handkerchief, sobbing into it.

Percy bit his lip, turning to hug his mother. "Mom, it's alright…hey," He patted her back soothingly. "Thanks for that by the way." He whispered, sighing when she cried harder. "Mom, you're wetting my tux."

"Oh, sorry dear," She patted his cheek. "I better get going. I need to check on the bride." She winked at him before walking out.

Percy sighed and looked at his shoes, chuckling when he heard his mother shouting outside. "…Know better than to eavesdrop on others…"

Grover trotted into the cabin a minute later, sweating slightly, "Uh, Percy," He smiled warmly. "It's time."

Percy sucked in a breath, shutting his eyes tightly in hopes of calming his over zealous heart. He looked up, meeting Grover's eyes with his own anxious ones. "Thanks, G-Man."

Standing up, he left his old cabin that he had occupied alone for the past ten years, looking back only to grab his jacket.

Entering the large white tent in the middle of the strawberry fields, he could feel the butterflies attacking his already weak stomach. He swiped a hand across his brow, gathering the accumulated perspiration. There was no going back now, but somehow, he knew that it would be worth it all.

Annabeth entered the tent, arm in arm with her father, her heart thudding in tune with the music, played by the nine muses – in disguise. The crowd gasped, sighed and burst into tears at the sight of the bride. When she finally dared to look up, her eyes connected with Percy's and her breath caught, lodging in her throat as she made what must have been the longest walk in her life.

Percy's knees felt weak as their gazes collided, his vision began to blur, coming to rest on her, as if they were the only two people left in the world. His eyes drifted over her stunning wedding dress – a beautiful, strapless, lace dress, with a baby blue ribbon around her petite waist, swishing around her ankles. In her hands, rested a bouquet of Sweet Peas, the colour blending in perfectly with its background of her dress. Dr Chase beamed next to her, avoiding her train with extra care.

The guests took their seats as she walked up the steps, kissing her father on the cheek as he released her hand. Annabeth shakily took her position next to Percy, taking his hand as he warmly brushed his thumb over her knuckles.

Percy ignored Zeus' sermon as he drank in Annabeth's presence by his side, knowing Grover would alert him when to say his line. It came all to soon and the words, 'I do', tumbled out of his mouth as he slipped the simple silver band, encrusted with a single white diamond and two sapphires onto Annabeth's finger. Behind him, he could hear his mother sobbing into Paul's shoulder as Annabeth spoke her vows, smiling as she looked at him.

When Zeus announced Mr and Mrs Percy Jackson, the guests cheered and Annabeth felt the nervous spell break, beaming as Percy kissed her, gripping her tightly as if he never planned to let go.

They ran down the aisle, speeding past their best friends and relatives. Annabeth paused for a second to throw her bouquet into a very pleased Grover's hands, not looking back to see it eaten.

The guests gasped as they watched the newly married couple ride off into the sunset, in a carriage pulled by pure white pegasi, with Blackjack in the lead. The mortal guests simply stared in shock as a shiny blue helicopter whirled away.

Annabeth relaxed into her husband's arms, sighing in pure bliss as she fingered her wedding ring. Resting an ear against his chest, she sighed yet again, this time causing Percy to chuckle.

"What's wrong, honey?"

She smirked, her eyelids shutting as his sweet breath caressed her face. "That's the thing, Percy. Nothing's wrong. It's perfect."

Percy swore he felt his heart skip a beat. Placing a finger under her chin, he tilted her face towards his, planting a tender kiss against her lips.

They parted, breathless. "I can't believe we're married!"

Annabeth leaned her head back against him, "Speaking of marriages, you haven't even told me where we're going for our honeymoon!"

"Heh! You'll see when we get there," he said as a wicked grin plastered over his face.

"Percy, I swear, if you don't tell me right now, I will jump onto Blackjack and just fly into the sunset. Alone. Without you."

"You wouldn't dare."

She deflated visibly, muttering, "You're right, I wouldn't."

"Yes, and there's still no chance I'm telling you!"

"Percy! Fine!" She elbowed him in the gut, wincing as she felt the pain rather than him. "Whatever, it better be good, you know I hate surprises."

Percy laughed, cupping her face and pulling her closer to him, bending to brush his lips against hers, whispering against them, "You're stuck with me forever, you know that?" He kissed her, and breathed against her, "And I'll love you till the end." Then proceeded to kiss her senseless as they flew into the star-filled night sky.

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