Annabeth's POV
"Okay, okay! Just one last touch Annabeth!"
"Piper, you said that like nine one last touches ago."
"I promise last touch! Okay?"
She released a sigh and muttered that it was fine. Piper grinned successfully and added one last touch to Annabeths mascara before backing away, beholding her piece de resistance.
She held up a mirror for Annabeth to see herself in and Annabeth gasped as she saw herself. Piper had worked wonders.
Percy was gonna pass out before we ever got the vows, she thought.
Speaking of Perce, I can only imagine what that Seaweed Brain is up to.
Her eyes rolled as a grin spread across her face, despite her efforts to resist.
Percy's POV
"Grover!"
When he heard no response, ye again yelled "Dude, Grover!"
"What Perce?!" yelled Grover, poking his head in though the doorway.
"Where in Hades is my bow tie?!"
"You mean the blue and grey striped one?" he asked, walking across the room to a very panicked Percy.
"Yeah! I was gonna wear it since those colors are our favorite, but I can't find it!" he yelled as he desperately tore through the bag he had brought with him.
"Dude, calm. down. Worrying about it isn't going to get you anywhere."
"Yeah. Yeah," Percy said, running his hands through his hair in worry and desperation. "You're right Grove."
"Yeah, I am. Now, when's the last time you saw them?"
"Um…" Percy said, trying to remember where he last saw the damn thing.
"Under the chair where Jason was sitting!"
Percy made a mad dash to the chair where Jason was napping contently and flipped him out of it.
Jason, understandably, cussed out Percy while rubbing his head as Percy found his bow tie under the chair with an "A-HA!" and hurriedly tied it around his neck and muttered his apologies.
Then he made a mad dash to the mirror, made some last minute fixes to his hair, and ran out the door with Jason, Grover, and Annabeths brothers in quick pursuit, all of them wearing ties that matching Percy's bowtie.
Crap!
"Guys, we're late!"
Annabeth's POV
"Is it time yet…?" she asked Hazel nervously, not wanting to miss her cue.
"No need to worry yet, the groom and the groomsmen aren't even there yet."
Seaweed Brain, she thought as her eyes rolled.
"Oh, here they come!"
Annabeth spun around right in time to see Percy and the groomsmen running to the altar at full speed, the crowd chuckling and some even laughing.
Unfortunately, Annabeth slipped on her 4 inch heels and banged her head right into the floor underneath her.
Piper cracked up and called her Mrs. Seaweed Brain while a smirking Hazel helped her up.
Annabeth, for two reasons blushed at being called Mrs. Seaweed Brain.
One, out of anger at being teased. She was Annabeth Chase for the Gods sakes! Two, she was about to become Mrs. Seaweed Brain and knew it'd take some time before not blushing at being called Mrs. Jackson, or Mrs. Annabeth Jackson, etc.
And Piper just laughed harder.
Suddenly, mid-song, the piano stopped playing, and there was sudden noise of movement and small muttering apologies.
Her cue.
"Go go go!" Piper screeched at her, and Annabeth took off (sort off) to the aisle while Piper and Hazel ran off to their places as bridesmaids.
The Wedding March began playing and Annabeth tidied herself a bit and began to walk down the aisle. She looked up at Percy and, gods, he had never looked so handsome.
Percy's POV
He drooled.
He really hoped no one but Annabeth noticed (because she did unfortunately) but he seriously was drooling at the sight of her.
She would've look breathtaking solely for the fact that she not only looked amazing in that white dress, but that dress made her already amazing curves look so perfect.
And then her face.
To Percy, of course, she looked flawless even without make-up, but with it…she was absolutely, positively, beyond any words in any language to describe.
And then the dazzling smile she was shooting his way was making his knees go a little weak and he felt his face grow very warm, which made him feel like a teenager on his first date.
Reyna was my first date….
His dreamy smile slipped off his face, remembering the girl he had utterly broken. She was still locked up for her conspiracy. He couldn't even stand to be in the court room when they jury came to its decision and the judge sentenced her to 60 years in prison.
Without the possibility of parole.
Annabeth stayed in the court room, of course, and told him afterwards. It was like a stab in the gut, but he should've expected it. He knew the case against her was too strong.
And Frank….
NO Percy! This is your wedding day! Be happy.
Even so, he couldn't help but glance at Hazel and feel guilt stab his gut like a dagger.
She'll never have a wedding….
Annabeth noticed the sudden change in his demeanor and expression, but he shook his head and faked a grin. By the time Annabeth was halfway down the aisle. It became real.
Happiness came easy to him today.
Besides, I shouldn't ruin this day for her. Keep the magic Perseus.
She finally, after what seemed like an eternity, made it up to him and the piano began playing softer as they said their vows.
"Annabeth Chase," he said to his grinning and blushing bride, "I have loved you since I first saw you throw your door open after making me wait for an hour in front of it. But, well, waiting that hour was probably the best choice I've ever made in my entire life. I slowly started to fall for you as I worked for you, but I didn't accept it at first, and it was the biggest mistake I've ever made. When you were taken from me, I searched endlessly for you. It was rough, but it was so worth it my darling. I'd search to the far ends of the galaxy and beyond just to get back to your arms again. I love you so much, and I'll love you forever and always. I promise."
"Perseus Jackson," she said with tears in her eyes at his vow, "damn you for ruining my mascara." The crowd laughed and chuckled as she said, "But I love you. Since that first morning working for me when you kissed me on the cheek thinking I was your mom—"
"PERSEUS JACKSON, YOU DID WHAT?!" his mom yelled at him as he blushed and grinned sheepishly. The crowd was laughing like crazy at this point, and he yelled, "Sorry Mom! I was like half asleep!"
"Anyway," Annabeth said after the crowd had finally calmed down and Annabeth could finally breathe again, "Since that morning, I've loved you so much. You're my hero, and my knight in a hoodie and a suit. Not only did you protect me and save me, but you love me no matter what, and I can't possibly be more grateful for it. I love you tons Perseus, and I've wanted to be Mrs. Jackson for a while now, and now my dream is finally becoming true. Forever and always," she said, grinning up at me, "I promise."
Then they faced the preacher, who rambled on and on and on in Percy's opinion.
Finally, he heard, "Annabeth Chase, do you take Perseus Jackson to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
Annabeth's POV
She faced him and he faced her, both of them grinning and anxious.
"I do."
"And Perseus Jackson, do you take Annabeth Jackson to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"You better say Annabeth Jackson, cause hell yes I do!" and he leaped at her, kissing her fiercely. She returned the favor of course, and then Percy pulled away.
"Oops," he said, grinning sheepishly and scratching the back of his neck.
"Ah, what the heck," said the preacher, "I now pronounce you husband and wife."
He looked pointedly at Percy and said, "Now you can suck her face off Mr. Jackson," and Percy's face lit up bright red.
He grabbed my waist and tugged her roughly towards him and followed orders. Annabeths hand went to his cheek and held him there, finally becoming Mrs. Jackson.
BEST. KISS. EVER.
She gently pulled away and grinned up at him, while he grinned back like an idiot.
Suddenly a waltzing tune blasted from the building they had rented for the wedding party, and Percy asked, "May I have this dance Mrs. Jackson?"
"Why yes you may, Mr. Jackson."
Her hands went to his neck and draped around them as they spun in a small circle, foreheads and nose tips touching, eyes closed.
"I love you Missus Jackson."
"I love you Mister Jackson."
It had been absolutely beyond the best day of her life.
And we haven't even cut the cake yet, she thought with a small chuckle.