Annabeth's POV

Annabeth stood facing her open closet. She didn't know what to wear. Where was Percy going to go? To the Island? That would be nice.

She settled with her Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and a pair of worn out jeans. She grabbed three hair elastics, a book, a writing pads with a few pens, her teddy bear and her brush. She lastly brought her drakon sword and some nectar and ambrosia. She tossed the supplies into her bag, grabbed her sheath and sword and rushed out to Percy's cabin.

Percy was not back yet. Annabeth looked around at his room and rolled her eyes. She started to fold his clothes sorting them out and putting them back into his dresser. When she was finishing up the last drawer, he came in, his face looking slightly surprised. 'Uh oh. I forgot something.' Annabeth thought.

"Annabeth, breakfast is almost done! No joke, they leave the mess hall in about 15 minutes. We gotta leave before anyone sees us!" Percy told her.

Oops.

"Oh, gods, I'm sorry Percy. I will have a shower in seven minutes, then I already packed my stuff, you just get yourself ready and we leave in ten minutes."

Percy grinned. "Sounds good." Gods, she loved him so much. Percy looked at her with the lopsided grin stuck on his face, and she couldn't help but smile. She tried to even it out by rolling her eyes.

It was time. Annabeth had her sword on her waist, and was comfortable in her normal outfit. She walked out of Percy's washroom to find him all packed up. He looked good, with jeans and a simple t-shirt that showed off his muscular figure. Annabeth noticed he was also checking her out, and surprisingly she didn't feel defensive. She instead found it funny and cute, and she smirked.

He saw her facial expression. "What?" He asked, becoming defensive.

"Oh, nothing Seaweed Brain, I just thought you looked super sexy in that shirt." Annabeth joked, making him uncomfortable.

"This old rag? Well uh…" He was trying to come up with a witty remark, and Annabeth thought that was also very cute. She smiled.

"Uh, sexy wouldn't be the first adverb I'd use to describe it. Though I guess with me, everything can't help but look sexy." He looked proud of himself. And he did well; it wasn't that bad…except

"Adjective. Sexy is not an adverb, it is an adjective. Nice try, though." She honestly said. Percy looked heartbroken. Annabeth supressed a laugh. His puppy dog face was irresistible.

"Come on, Seaweed Brain, breakfast is almost over."

Annabeth took his hand as they walked to the beach. She then volunteered to run and grab them a basket of food. He tried to protest, but she ended up winning.

Everyone at the mess hall was finished, and they were clearing up their cabin tables. She went inside and was swarmed by her cabin mates.

"Annabeth, are you ok? Percy said you two were not doing too well and that's why you missed breakfast." Malcolm was worried, as were all her other siblings looking at her.

"Hey, guys, it's ok. I just need some food to take to him; he doesn't want to come out of his cabin." Annabeth prayed they wouldn't pry.

"Yeah, no problem."

Annabeth left the mess hall with a plastic bag full of bread, pancakes, grapes, fruit and a cereal box. Of course, she took the rare six pack of coke from the Hermes table (they were feeling generous 'oh, we could always steal some later' they had said) and some cookies.

Percy saw her coming up the dunes and ran to meet her. Oh, never mind. He ran to see what goodies she brought back.

Percy looked away from the bag, a big smile on his face. "Good choices." He said. Annabeth smiled. "I know."

"Welcome, Annabeth, to our own little ship." Percy proudly gestured at the great ship that lay before them. Annabeth knew this ship seemed familiar… no! It couldn't be…this was the Queen Anne's Revenge! Annabeth was flooded by the memories of Polyphemus and Circe's Island.

"Percy! How did you find it?" Annabeth was truly astonished and grateful.

Percy's POV

Percy was feeling victorious. Once again, he managed to surprise Annabeth. Earlier when he went to ask Chiron if they could skip breakfast, he had called upon his dad and begged him to find the ship. Poseidon did it effortlessly, and said that the only consequence was that Percy must come visit underwater sometime.

Percy didn't feel like that was a consequence so much as it was a gift, but he didn't protest. He turned his attention to Annabeth, and smiled over the way she looked.

"I have my ways. After all, I am a son of Poseidon." 'Thank you, dad.' Percy thought. He was enjoying Annabeth's grateful expression when he heard voices. Activities were starting. They needed to go, now.

"Come on, let's go." Percy took Annabeth's hand and led them on board. He shouted: "Mizzenmast!" And off they went.

Hope you liked it, more to come. Don't forget to review. Thanks for reading, you're awesome. Next chapter had kiss scene ;) Lots of plot coming up.