PERCY

When Annabeth woke me up in the middle of the night it was like the best dream I had ever had. Especially with everything going on.

Even though I knew everyone on the ship, Annabeth was the only person I could really talk to.

Although turns out that Annabeth didn't feel like talking, but as long as I could sit with her and feel her warmth, listen to the sound of her breathing.

I thought it would feel weird; I mean, we had spent countless hours of countless days doing this, but I thought night would be different. It was different, but it was a good change, it was relaxing to have Annabeth at my side.

Even the terrifying view of the world 20,000 feet below couldn't keep me from

ANNABETH

Falling asleep next to Percy felt soo… right. I wish I could sleep next to him every night for the rest of my life.

When I woke up the smell of the sea filled my nose. I looked down at the windows to see that it was still night.

I looked at Percy; he still had his arms wrapped around me. By the look on his face it seemed like he was holding a precious gem.

I held my hand up to touch his hair and traced my hand down his face. He wasn't the little boy who drooled in his sleep anymore. He was taller, stronger, and possibly even more handsome. But his eyes even now were tired; even in his sleep his muscles were tensed. This wasn't the boy from all those years ago. He was an entirely different person. I missed his cheerful smile, his innocence, the way his presence used to radiate joy. It was what had made Percy so special. But even though I had cared for that boy in a way I had never cared for anyone before, I knew I would come to love this boy much, much more.

As I looked at him, I realized how deeply I loved him, absence makes the heart grow fonder, or so they say. I mean to say that I missed him was kind of an understatement.

At first I was so sure he would just pop out of nowhere and laugh his wonderful laugh, but he never did. When I realized that it was like the world had stopped spinning, like I couldn't breathe. But after the world started to turn again, I was still frozen, like I had locked eyes with Medusa.

Eventually I realized that even without me or Percy the world would keep going on in that irritating way that it does. And I would better spend my time trying to find him, then wishing that the world wouldn't exist if he wasn't in it. But still, my heart remained cold and lifeless and dead, up until I had seen Percy again.

He was so special to me and I couldn't even realize it until now. He wasn't a regular teenage boyfriend; boyfriend was a much too casual and emotionless word for the way I felt about Percy. I couldn't think of a word that could describe how much he means to me.

I felt a stroke of sadness; I wish I had spent more time just being with Percy before the gods and the rest of the world had taken away his innocence; I wish I had learned how to relax and enjoy with him before he lost the time and ability to do it himself. I felt like I had just taken that Percy who could light up a room with his presence for granted.

It may sound like I've fallen out of love with him by now, or that I think of him as some broken toy that has been rendered useless but that really isn't how I see him. He is like the ocean, ever-changing, ever-moving. Just because he is darker now, deeper that doesn't mean that he is worse, but it also doesn't mean that I don't miss the days where the sun shone brightly overhead and the water was bright and blue and cheerful.

I pulled Percy's arms over me again and as he held me close I felt his muscles relax, like he had regained all sense of peace and tranquility just by having me there.

I smiled and kissed his cheek before dozing off, engulfed in his warmth.

Guys I got really emotional writing this. And tomorrow HoH is coming which only adds to the feels. Oh and in case you didn't realize, this is a thinly veiled rant on how much sweeter and more innocent the old books were… JK. But seriously weren't they. Any who if you didn't find this as sad and adorable than I did, that's okay because it probably just means you have more of a life. The poem I am doing tomorrow was one I wrote before coming up with this idea so it will be posted ASAP. R&R