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Annabeth woke up to Percy stroking her hair and muttering crazily to himself. "Shh, it'll be okay, we're past that now. Frank wouldn't want this, shhh. Don't go back there, we`re okay now."

She groaned and raised her head from Percy's chest, stretching as she went. She felt her muscles pop and sighed in satisfaction. Percy stopped talking and looked at her warily. "You okay?" he asked her.

With a wince she remembered the disaster of a party, everyone leaving in a rush, and her losing it and running to Percy for comfort. "No." she admitted. "But I want to know what happened."

Percy lifted his eyes to Annabeth's and she saw a sliver of fear in them. He was scared. But Annabeth wasn't sure what of.

"Annabeth... when we went through Tartarus and then fought the war and - and grieved for Frank- we weren't exactly... sane." Percy told her quietly.

Annabeth grimaced. "Percy I know. I- I remember. I even remember part of Frank's funeral I think. But I need to know how he died. Who killed him?"

He sighed. "Alright I'll tell you, but it's not pretty."

She smiled ruefully but it was forced, "It never is with us."

"I- no one except Hazel saw what really happened. And she never told anyone. No one at all. It was too painful for her. The rest of us guessed what had happened. So Frank was fighting the giant Pallas. I think Ares had left him because Frank told Ares to help Hazel who was struggling with Eurytus. Frank was alone and for a while he was doing pretty well." Percy took a deep breath. "While Frank was fighting Pallas, Jason and Zues had been fighting Porphyrion. Well they had been backing Poprhyrion up and the 'king'-" Percy said the word king with complete loathing and disgust- "ending up in the area where Frank and Pallas were fighting."

Percy closed his eyes and his shoulders tensed but his voice was steady when he spoke. "Well I don't know where Jason and Zeus were but Porphyrion waited until Frank's back was turned and- with the gladius he had taken from Jason he- he stabbed- Frank- oh gods." Percy hunched over and held his head in his hands.

Annabeth sat there stunned. "What- what happened next?"

Percy shook his head. "Ares told us that Hazel left him. She had heard Frank's cry- among thousands, she had heard his- and had just ran off, leaving Ares to deal with Eurytus. Lucky thing Hazel had hurt the giant so much or else Ares couldn't have defeated it. But Hazel went to Frank and well when we found them they were both holding his piece of wood. He must've died holding it along with Hazel's hands." Percy glanced at Annabeth and then continued. "Well- when I saw Frank's body on the ground and Hazel with him I- I snapped. I was already a little crazy but that pushed me over the edge. Annabeth, I didn't think. I helped dad defeat Clytius and right away I went after Porphyrion. It was the first time I had engaged him in battle and Jason had told me that he was the smartest and hardest monster to fight. Well he was right. It was the hardest battle I ever fought and I never could have done it without Ares and his rage at his son being killed by my side." He shook his head, "Annabeth I turned into a monster. I was happy when I killed that giant and while I was fighting him I wanted him dead with a passion I've never felt any other time in my life. I lost every ounce of humanity and I was a savage, vicious thing."

Annabeth sucked in a breath. Suddenly she recalled the way Percy had doged and slashed and stabbed and twirled. She remembered him letting out a crazy laugh or two and remembered herself doing the same as she had watched her boyfriend battle the scaly demon in front of him. She remembered the feeling of euphoria and sickness in her, both emotions battling for dominance.

Percy looked up and met her eyes. "After Porphyrion I wasn't afraid of fighting any monster. I went out and killed every single thing in my path. And you came and you helped me. People say we killed more than anyone else in that battle and that we were the reason the war was won but that thought sickened me. And you too. After the Giant war I slowly started to get better. But you were the same as you had been since Tartarus. You hadn't let out your anger and fury completely in the war and it was slowly killing you. For a few days I was scared we were both going to be sent to a demigod phsyciatric ward. But then it was the funerals. And at Frank's funeral we both fell apart." Percy closed his eyes remembering, "It hurt me to see you in so much pain but I know it hurt you to see me the same way. After Frank's funeral we started getting better."

Annabeth closed her eyes in pain and silently mourned for Frank. After a long time of both demigods being silent she moved until she was only inches away from Percy. "Are we crazy?"

His eyes met hers. "I don't know. We definitely were."

"But we're better now." she stated.

"I hope so. But only because we helped each other get through everything." Percy told her.

She thought about that for a bit before speaking. "Percy," she hesitated, scared to tell him.

"What?" he breathed out.

"I love you." It was three little words but they held all the meaning in the world and both Percy and Annabeth knew it. Annabeth meant them with everything she had and Percy had never bothered to hide his feelings from her.

He opened his mouth to say something but she cut him off, not wanting to talk anymore so she kissed him. When she pulled away they were panting. She met his eyes. "Percy I'm starting to remember things. A lot of them. But there are a few that haven't quite come back... ones that I really want to remember." She was blushing as she spoke.

"What memories would those be?" he asked her confusedly and she sighed. He was so oblivious.

She tugged him up. "I want to remember being with you. All of it. Not just parts. I want to remember all of our quests. Falling in love with you. I want to remember our weeks of dating before Hera took you from me and I want to remember what we did after the Giant War."

Percy studied her. "Wisegirl..." he said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know if I-"

"Ssh. Just- just let me do this. I don't want to rush this. The memories of you and I- I don't want this to turn out wrong somehow. I can't force them." Annabeth stuttered out an explanation, trying not to let Percy see how nervous she was.

Percy searched her eyes, trying to see anything that could tell him what she was thinking but he saw none. Finally his shoulders relaxed. "Allright." he told her. "I'll stay still."

"Thank you."

After she spoke the room was silent. It was dim outside, time had passed without either of them noticing. Carefully, Annabeth studied Percy. His eyes took in her movements as she looked at him.

He was athletic. Definitely had a swimmers body. Annabeth could see his muscles through his t-shirt. Abs, biceps, triceps, you name them he had them. His hair was just above his eyes, the ends hanging over his eyebrows slightly. He was tan, his jaw line smooth. medium height cheek bones, and those eyes. Gods, those eyes had her blood boiling already.

Slowly, cautiously, Annabeth raised her hand to rest it on Percy's cheek. His eyes fluttered closed and his lips parted.

"Wisegirl." he spoke, his voice strained.

"Not yet."

She raised her other hand and lightly set it on Percy's chest. Then, noticing Percy shuddering from his tightly reined self control, she lifted it and placed it on his bare chest, under his shirt.

Her mind was hardly able to think. She was shivering from anticipation and the thumb on her hand on Percy's cheek unconsciously stroked back and forth. It passed over his lips and they opened in suprise.

Slowly Annabeth's hand made it's way up Percy's chest, feeling every line and dip, every scar and the heat from his skin.

"Annabeth." Percy's voice - just above a whisper- cracked and it held just a hint of longing.

With that her willpower broke. She took her hands and threw them around his shoulders and then she kissed him. With everything she had she kissed him until she couldn't breathe but even then she didn't stop. Her mind was hazy and nothing made sense and there was nothing to worry about and Annabeth was totally and completely in ecstasy.

This was love. Not the fairytales, or the 'I do's' at the wedding altar. Not buying people gifts or spending all of your time with them. This. Having fights, making up. Getting through absolutely everything that the Fates could throw your way and always ending up together and more in love with every passing moment. Never cheating, or giving up. Forever trying to keep that one person with you. Not being able to live without them.

That was love. And it was the best thing that Annabeth and Percy could have asked to have.

They ended up on the couch again, Percy with his arms around Annabeth's middle and her's around his neck resting on his shoulders. They broke apart gasping wildy.

"I love you." Annabeth whispered to him.

"I think that kiss just proved that." Percy told her.

Annabeth laughed, throwing her head back before leaning her head down so that hers was a little above his. "And I'm just getting started."

Percy smiled but then Annabeth dove back down and captured his lips with hers.

And even without all of her memories she knew she had never been happier.

oooOOOoo

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
That we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

oooOOOooo

Song lyrics are from Pink's Just Give Me A Reason. I suggest you listen to it, this story matches it pretty well. Remember everyone there's an epilogue! But this is the last chapter for now, the epilogue will be a long ways in the future.

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