So, this is one of the many updates I have for my readers today! I know I was originally supposed to update last week, but my internet has been going off and on, and then I went over the limit or something. However, my dad just fixed it, as well as upgrading it, so now, I can upload to the content of my little demigod heart.

I wanted to update on my birthday, which was, unfortunately on the 24th, but the stupid internet hates me. -_- But anyways, here's something I wrote, dedicated to my brother. No matter what I say, he's a dedicated Preyna fan. Alas, this reunion starts out Preyna with Percy having no memories of Annabeth until the end, and will have two parts. The second part will come later on, and will end with Percabeth and Jayna. This is no Jasper in this, or Jasabeth, or whatever they call it.

I was going to say something else, but I forgot. Ah, well. If I remember, it'll go on my next update!

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: My parents didn't buy me the rights for PJO and HOO for my birthday. :(

Of Messed Up Relationships & Reunions I

Ten minutes earlier

"Jackson, how's the toga?" Reyna Rossland says, knocking on the door of the bathroom in her villa. "Does it fit?"

"Let me..." is the response she gets from Percy Jackson, the Greek son of Poseidon as she crosses her arms, sighing. Reyna couldn't believe she's raising Percy Jackson, a Greek, as a Roman praetor. It shouldn't be allowed, but it was her only option, and no matter how much she had hated the idea in the beginning, the Greek grew on her until, suddenly, they became more than just fellow praetors, if you catch her drift.

"How do I look?" Percy asks, opening the door, striking a lame pose, causing the female praetor to crack a small smile. "Sexy enough to be a praetor?"

The daughter of Bellona rolls her eyes, looking him over. "Funny, Jackson. You look decent," she says after a moment, her heart clenching when she thinks about another cocky boy in the same outfit. Ignore it, she tells herself. You like the Greek right now.

"You look like you just walked into Octavian on dissection day," Percy states, looking her over. "Are you still thinking about him?" His expression holds a little disappointment, and some other emotions she couldn't pinpoint.

Reyna scowls. "No," she lies, sitting down the floor. She smiles a little. "Just you. And what's going to happen when your camp gets here."

The Greek sits beside her, squeezing her hand softly as he returns her smile. "Usually, I'm a pretty positive person, but since I'm basically stuck in the same position as him, I can't be too sure of what will happen when the two camps meet."

"Do you think he's forgotten everything too?" she asks, looking at him. "His name, his camp..." Reyna trails off, not knowing how to end her sentence.

He smiles painfully. "Probably," the Greek admits, glancing down into his lap. "I don't know what will happen. And I don't remember much of my home, so I don't know if they'll let me back in."

"You're welcome to stay if they don't want you anymore," Reyna blurts out suddenly, then clasps a hand over her mouth. Then did she become so open to a Greek? Especially one that destroyed her home and she's only known for a little over a week?

Percy grins at her outburst, kissing her cheek. "And I'll be more than happy to stay praetor with you if Jason doesn't want his old job anymore," he responds. "And, uh, all the other stuff." The son of Neptune blushes slightly, and Reyna bites back a smile. Yeah, that's why. Because he's her boyfriend...ish.

Suddenly, Reyna hears knocking at her door, and she tries to get up, but Percy refuses to let her hand go. "Come in!" she hollers, giving the sheepish son of Neptune a glare.

Bobby walks in, his eyes searching for the two praetors until he finds them on the floor, hand in hand. He grins, giving a thumbs up to Percy, who sticks his tongue out. "Sorry to interrupt your love fest, but there's a warship and some device came down and announced that the Greeks are here," Bobby says, bouncing up and down. "It'll land in about ten or fifteen minutes," he adds.

"Coming," Reyna grumbles, getting up. She turns to her fellow praetor. "Meet me in the Field of Mars in ten," she says, accepting a kiss from the Greek. "Don't be late," she warns, letting go of his hand.

The dark-haired boy laughs. "Wouldn't dream of it."

"Annabeth, are you ready?" Said girl blinks her eyes when she hears the voice coming closer to her cabin. Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, knocks on the door before peeking through the open slit. "Earth to Annabeth..."

"I'm coming," she grumbles, staring in the mirror one last time, her fingers grazing the trident bead. The daughter of Athena closes her eyes, and for a moment, she can smell the salty air that used to surround the air her missing boyfriend, Percy Jackson, when he walked.

"You okay?" Jason asks again, slowly walking into her room as he looks at her with brotherly concern. "You don't look so good," he points out, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm fine," Annabeth replies, blinking the nearly-existing tears away from her stormy grey eyes.

They're silent for a while as Jason struggles for the right words to say that won't set Annabeth off. "He's there, I'm certain of it," he says carefully, watching her expression.

"I know...it's just...just go." She chickens out, not wanting anyone to know what she's thinking inside. Annabeth doesn't know why, but she wonders if Percy got a girlfriend, without remembering who she is.

"See you outside," he says finally, casting her one final glance before exiting, and Annabeth waits until his footsteps disappear before grabbing her Yankees cap and following him.

Five minutes earlier

"Bro, this place is amazing!" Leo Valdez exclaims, his eyes bright with excitement as he looks over New Rome. "You live here?"

Jason chuckles at his best friend's disbelief as he nods. "Yeah, Leo. I live here."

"So wait, even children of demigods live here?" Piper McLean, his other best friend says, looking at him with surprise. "I thought Annabeth said that demigods don't live for very long."

Jason shrugs. "Maybe not for Greeks, but here at Camp Jupiter, you do at least your minimum amount of years of service, go off to college, and then get married and raise your own family. Generations of demigods live in New Rome, and our borders are extremely protected," he explains, a small smile appearing on his lips when he remembers his foster family, Jaden, and all his friends. "During our spare time, we would roam the streets of New Rome like regular teenagers - we've got a movie theatre, ice cream shops, and almost everything mortals have." A laugh escapes his lips, and Piper and Leo look at him funny. "Sorry," he apologizes, grinning. "I was thinking of the time Bobby, one of my best friends, painted the roofs of New Rome orange. That took a lot of paperwork to fix; Reyna and I didn't sleep for two days straight." He grins to himself when he thinks of Reyna. His girlfriend. Jason wonders if she missed him. "Uh, yeah, Bobby's cool," the son of Jupiter finishes, nodding his head.

Piper rolls her eyes while Leo laughs. "I'm going to get along with this Bobby kid!" he says, looking giddy.

The Cherokee girl looks over at Jason, worried. "Should I be scared when the two meet?" she whispers, eyeing Leo as she shakes her head.

"Very worried," the blonde whispers back, nodding his head.

Leo stops laughing to say something, but a scary voice interrupts the trio. "Time to go, punks!" Clarisse La Rue hollers, making the three demigods jump.

"Coming!" they shout back, rushing towards the exit.

Percy doesn't know why, but all of the sudden, it comes rushing back. Names of his friends, one or two quests he'd gone on, and then, a girl.

Annabeth.

He doesn't know why, but her name sounds familiar, and when he thinks of Reyna, suddenly, their relationship seems all wrong. Like it didn't fit. Unfortunately, Reyna had grown on him, and a slight smile appears on his lips when he thinks of her annoyance for him when she first met him, and how close they had grown in a week's time. It's quite scary how close they've gotten in such a short period of time, but they spent almost every minute with each other since he got elected as praetor that it made up for it. Kind of.

Yet, that name just keeps coming back to him, and he doesn't know why.

"Annabeth," he whispers, testing her name out. It should bring back memories, and explain to him why he feels so conflicted, and gods, why can't he remember anything?

"Jackson, are you coming or not?" Reyna's voice interrupts him in mid-thought, and he shakes his head, trying to get rid of the funny feeling he has in his stomach.

"I told I was coming, didn't I?" he retorts, raising an eyebrow at her. "It'll be fine," the son of Neptune adds, slinging his arm casually around her.

"It better be," Reyna warns, running her fingers through her hair. "As much as I don't exactly appreciate having so many Greeks barging into our camp, I have no interest in either arresting them or executing them."

Percy's eyes widen. "You were going to consider that!" he exclaims, staring at her in shock. "How can you even think of executing them? They're my family!"

The dark-haired girl rolls her eyes at him. "Again, the way you Greeks think is quite amusing, yet a little bit slow. Did you really think I would execute them? Do you really think that low of me?" When Percy chuckles nervously, the war daughter snorts. "We all can't think like Octavian, you know."

"...I was joking," the Greek says, trying to stay on good terms with her. "I was just seeing how you would react," he says, nodding him head, trying to convince himself. "Yep, just seeing how good of a girlfriend you are."

"Funny," Reyna replies dryly. "Now are we going to stand here trying to save your pride or are we going to leave and save your friends' podexes?"

"The second one," Percy chirps as he tugs on her hand, turning the doorknob. "My pride's perfectly intact."

Present

"Look! I see a lot of scary demigods with weapons in their hands," Leo observes, bouncing up and down. "And they're golden coloured. I wonder if it's gold..."

"Imperial gold," Jason says, answering Leo's implied question. "It's like the celestial bronze you guys use."

"Is the ship on auto-pilot or are you just going to let us crash?" Piper asks, crossing her arms across her chest.

Leo sticks his tongue out at her. "Fine, I'll pilot it, if you're so scared," he replies, taking his hands off the rail and grinning at her. "If you'd like, the sexy Valdez here can give you a hug and a kiss to numb your fear," he adds, winking at the Cherokee girl before bouncing away.

Jason smirks when he sees Piper's cheeks heating up as Leo leaves to the control room. "It's kind of obvious that you like him," he points out, ignoring the glare she's giving him.

"N-no!" The Aphrodite girl exclaims, shaking her head.

"If you don't realize your own feelings, then you should find a new mother," the Roman says, watching her cheeks turn redder.

"GUYS! WE'RE LANDING NOW!" Leo hollers, saving Piper from the lame comeback that the two of them knows she was going to make.

Jason rushes to the side of the ship, looking over the edge. He cranes his neck, looking for the only girl he's ever had his eyes for. The blonde scans the crowd, smiling at all the familiar faces, but the brightest smile appears when he sees a dark-haired girl emerge from behind the crowd, wearing her signature toga proudly as her chocolate brown eyes catches his bright blue ones.

He keeps his eyes on her as he and the Greeks descend from the ship. Reyna doesn't move from her spot, and he lets out a breath he doesn't know he's holding when she bites her lip.

"Do you see a boy with sea-green eyes?" Annabeth whispers, tapping his shoulder. Jason forces his eyes away from her, looking at the worried blonde beside him.

"Let me look," Jason replies, standing on his toes as he scans the crowd, trying hard not to look at Reyna. "No," he says finally, turning to her. "We will soon, okay?" Jason reassures her.

Annabeth nods and walks to the front with Jason. "My name is Annabeth Chase, and I am a daughter or Athena, or Minerva." The crowd begins to talk among themselves. After all, there has never been a daughter of Minerva in Camp Jupiter. "I bring you all back Jason Grace, and son of Jupiter. He has switched places with Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon. May I ask to see your praetors and Percy Jackson?"

The crowd separates, and a dark-haired boy with sea-green eyes is seen beside a dark-haired girl with chocolate brown eyes. All eyes are staring at the hand that rests on the left side of Reyna's waist.

Some Romans are giving props to the awkward-feeling couple, some Romans (coughOctaviancough) are glaring at the Greek ship as if it's their fault, but for two blondes at the front of the Greek ship, their only reaction is, "what?"

Reyna's trying to see beyond the crowd, but when she does, with Percy still hidden behind the Second Cohort, all she can see is electric blue eyes staring right back at her. She doesn't know what to do, or what to think as she bites her lip. She's still aware of Percy's hand resting casually on her waist, and while that didn't seem like a problem five minutes ago, it's unnerving when both her ex-praetor and a blonde girl with grey eyes are staring at her like they knew a certain Greek happened to be beside her.

"My name is Annabeth Chase, and I am a daughter or Athena, or Minerva." It's surprising to hear that children of Minerva exist, but she also jumps slightly when Percy's hand tightens on her waist. She tries to look him in the eyes, but he looks so lost that Reyna only gives him a small, genuine smile before turning her attention to the girl. "I bring you all back Jason Grace, and son of Jupiter. He has switched places with Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon. May I ask to see your praetors and Percy Jackson?" Reyna stiffens when she hears his name being uttered, but she tenses even more when the crowd separates to allow the Greeks to see her and Percy. And by the way everyone's eyes seem to zoom in to the hand on her waist, she knows this is going to be more than a simple reunion.

Taking a deep breath, she stares up at the battleship, carefully avoiding the shocked eyes of Jason Grace. "Welcome, Greeks, to Camp Jupiter. I am Reyna Rossland, daughter of Bellona, and one of the two praetors of Camp Jupiter. Beside me, as you know, is Perseus Jackson, son of Neptune, or as you would call him, son of Poseidon. For the brief while that our recent praetor, Jason Grace was gone, Perseus has taken his place temporarily." Reyna looks over at Percy, who looks at her hopelessly. She gives him the most reassuring smile she could muster before turning back to the ship. "May I have an introduction to the rest of your crew members?"

"Leo Valdez, sexy son of Hephaestus," a Latino boy shouts, grinning. When Jason elbows him, the Greek laughs sheepishly. "I mean, sexy son of Vulcan, the Star Wars guy." The children of Vulcan glare up at the Latino boy, but Percy clears his throat and they grumble, putting their weapons down.

"Piper McLean, daughter of Venus," a girl with choppy hair announces clearly, her kaleidoscopic eyes staring around her.

Afterwards, Reyna couldn't concentrate because beside her, Percy is slowly itching his way closer to her until half of his body is being covered by hers.

"What's wrong?" Reyna hisses, glaring at him. "Why are you scared of your own family?"

"That girl is looking at me like she wants to have me for dinner," Percy whispers, looking over to where a beefy female is cracking her knuckles.

"Did you date her?" Reyna asks, trying to turn around, but his hands are firmly on her hips, not allowing her to move. She grits her teeth, but says nothing as the legionnaires around them are looking at them with mixed looks of shock and, well, mostly just that.

"Ha, no!" is the Greek's answer when tries to make it look like he wasn't scared, but rather, hugging Reyna in a somewhat romantic way, but somehow, as Reyna notes, it only makes the beefy girl more angry, as well as the two blondes standing at the entrance of the Greek ship.

"Then why is she staring at you that way?" the Roman tries again, trying to look like she's paying attention.

"I, uh, maybe might have, possibly been dating someone else before being thrown here," the son of Neptune mumbles, squeezing his eyes shut.

"What?" Reyna hisses, taking her hand and jabbing at him quickly without drawing the attention of everybody else. "Then we can't be doing this!"

"I've changed," the dark-haired boy says softly. "I don't know what happens now."

"But this is still called cheating!" she whisper-yells, trying to poke him again, but he catches it and traps it behind her. "Wait, is she here?"

"The blonde girl at the front," Percy answers.

She's about to reply when Greeks are looking at them expectantly. "We'll talk about this later," she grumbles, putting on her cool mask as she turns to the group of demigods. "Thank you for the introductions. There will be a Senate meeting in an hour. Greeks, please join us after you get settled down and have looked around."

"Centurions, please divide Camp Half-Blood up equally between the five Cohorts as they will be staying with us for a while," Percy says, stepping out from behind Reyna, who breathes a sigh of relief. "Legionnaires, dinner will be served!"

"Ave!" The legion cheers before marching over to the dining hall.

Bobby strolls over to them, snorting as he looks over at the Greeks that were walking over as well. "You guys have a lot of explaining to do, hmm?" he says, eyeing Reyna carefully.

Reyna narrows her eyes at Percy, who had settled with resting his hand on her shoulder. "A graceus here has the most to explain, doesn't he?"

Said graceus laughs sheepishly as the Greeks approach them. "Hi guys," he says nervously, waving his free hand in the air.

Annabeth, the blonde that Percy had pointed out, storms straight at them, her hands clenched. "Perseus Jackson, are you cheating on me?"

Dun, dun, DUN! Wonder what happens next...?

Actually, even I don't know. I need to start writing it...

Just curious though, what are your feelings on Preyna? Personally, if Annabeth disappeared somehow, it might, could have, possibly existed somehow. I dunno. But this made my brother happy, so hey, a little Preyna wouldn't hurt.

Please read and review!

-DOTE