Disclaimer: The Percy Jackson and the Olympians series was written by and is owned by Rick Riordan. The use of his characters in this piece is for the enjoyment of readers, and is not collecting any profit.

The day after the Titan War ended was a day for mourning. August 18 had been full of celebration. The demigods and forces of Olympus had beaten the Titans, and their beloved son of Poseidon had not, in fact, been the victim of the ominous Great Prophecy.

But August 19 brought down the harsh reality. Starting in the morning after breakfast, smoke had not ceased rising from the amphitheatre. Campers sat around a black fire, watching shrouds burn, one after another.

So when night came and Percy was returning to the Poseidon cabin, you can imagine he wasn't in very high spirits. Annabeth's appearance beside him helped, but only a little.

"C'mon, Percy," She took his hand and led him to the forest, obviously not concerned about the harpies catching them.

"What? Annabeth, where are we going?" He took in the backpack slung over her shoulder and her determined gait. Fleetingly, he hoped she wasn't going to drag him off on some quest. That wasn't really Annabeth's style, but Percy wondered if his attitude had rubbed off on her a little too much.

"It's a surprise," She shot a smile, albeit a strained one, back at him, which made his stomach erupt with butterflies.

They walked into the woods and then diagonally towards the beach. Percy made no sound, instead he was content to hold hands with his girlfriend and let her lead him to their destination. The woods were alive with the sounds of bugs and monsters. In the forest at night, the air managed to stay comfortable, if not cool.

About 15 minutes later they reached the sea. Instead of a beach, there was a low cliff hanging out. The stars were not the most vibrant as Percy had ever seen, but they were still beautiful.

"Here, help me with the blanket." Annabeth took out a picnic blanket from her backpack and spread it out with Percy's help. Then she lay down on it, hands behind her head, and star gazed.

"Well?" She prompted when Percy stood there dumbly. Sheepishly, he lowered himself down next to her.

"Do you remember what I told you about constellations?" Annabeth asked.

"We came out here for you to teach me about constellations?" Percy asked indignantly. But he did remember most of what Annabeth had taught him. In fact, when he had first lay down he immediately sought out Zoё's constellation.

"Not quite," Annabeth smiled.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Percy frowned. His girlfriend was being very cryptic.

"Patience, young grasshopper," She teased. "Find Perseus."

"I'm right here!" Percy joked, which earned him a soft jab in the ribs.

"You know what I mean." With the hand belonging to the arm that she had displaced to poke Percy, Annabeth laced her fingers with his.

"Ok, um," It took Percy a minute to find the constellation. "There."

He pointed up at the sky. Annabeth shifted so she could she were he was pointing better, and all of a sudden she was half on top of him with her head resting on his shoulder.

If Annabeth was uncomfortable at all, she didn't show it. Percy however, was experiencing the unpleasant feeling of a stomach doing flips. His arm had automatically moved around her to accommodate the new position. Annabeth's head was so close he could smell her lemon shampoo. Her weight on him was comfortable, but it also made him want to grab her and kiss her senseless. Which didn't really make sense, because Percy wasn't sure he knew how to kiss anyone senseless.

"Keep your eyes on Persues." Annabeth was unaware of Percy's predicament. It was completely unfair.

After five minutes of staring, Percy finally understood why Annabeth had dragged him out. "Whoa! It's a shooting star!"

Annabeth frowned in disapproval. "It's a meteor, Percy. This is the Perseids Meteor Shower."

"Perseids? As in Perseus?"

"Kind of. It's called that because the point where the meteors seem to appear is in the constellation Perseus. Perseids is derived from Perseides, which is the term used to refer to the descendants of Perseus."

"So if I had kids, could I call them the Perseides?" Percy jokes. He realized his mistake too late. An awkward silence descended upon them. Because "Perseides" needed to have a mother and Annabeth, his girlfriend, was laying right next to him, on his shoulder.

"I suppose," She says after a few seconds. "But that would imply that you live long enough to have kids."

"And we're demigods." Again Percy slips up, using 'we' instead of 'I'.

Annabeth snorts. "If I'm the mother of your children, we are not calling them Perseides."

"Why not?" Percy figured they were already deep into this conversation, so he disregarded any filter on his mouth. "We'll name them Perseid 1, Perseid 2, Persied 3, Persied 4- wait. How many kids do you want?"

"Well the original Perseus had seven sons and two daughters with Andromeda. But I'm not having nine kids, if that's what you're asking."

Their conversation was still borderline awkward, but a joke had been made out of it. It helped the situation, if only a little bit.

"Yeah, I don't think I want nine kids." Percy frowned. "But two daughters sounds nice. What were their names?"

" Gorgophone and Autochthe"

"Oh,"

"Mhmm,"

"My daughters will not be named after a phone and automobile."

"Yeah, I wasn't too keen on those either." Annabeth chuckled and readjusted herself in Percy's arms, which had somehow wound around her.

Percy gazed up at the stars, content to lay there with Annabeth and watch the stars. He was mentally applauding himself; day one of being a boyfriend and he managed to avoid any big mistakes.

With the silence enveloping them, Percy let his mind wander. He thought about if he ever wanted to have kids and what they would look like. Of course, that would depend on who their mother was. And right now, he couldn't picture being with anyone but Annabeth. They were only sixteen, but they had known each other for so long and been through so much. He could easily picture a boy with dirty blonde hair and his looks, and a little girl who looked liked Annabeth but had his black hair.

He immediately stopped that train of thought. It both terrified him and made him giddy. Slow down, Percy told himself, you've only been dating for a day.

Annabeth's voice shocked him out of his reverie. "So what names do you like?"

Percy was stumped. "I don't know." He thought about it a little. "But I think it would be nice to honor our friends."

What he meant was their dead friends, but Annabeth understood his meaning. "Bianca, Zoё, Michael, Beckendorf, Silena." She listed a few names.

"And Luke," Percy surprised himself. "If you want."

He couldn't meet Annabeth's eyes, so he kept his eyes trained on the sky. However, he could feel her nodding her head, and Percy tightened his grip on her a little. A few more minutes of comfortable silence passed.

"You know," Annabeth voice was a little constricted, but Percy pretended not to notice. "Before my dad got married, he told me that if I was going to take my husband's last name, I had to name my son Chase."

Percy laughed. "OK. So far we have Chase Jackson, Luke Jackson, Bianca Jackson, Zoё Jackson, Silena Jackson, and uh, Beckendorf Jackson?"

Annabeth laughed. Percy could feel her shaking against his chest, which sent another foreign wave of want through him. "I'm not having six kids. And you missed some people."

"Well, I knew you weren't going to have seven kids," Percy joked. "I wasn't so sure about six though,"

"You think you can take care of six kids with our genes?" Annabeth snorted. "We can't take care of more than…four."

"Four? Really?" Percy frowned. "I say five, if the older ones are as responsible as you."

"And if they are as responsible as you?" Annabeth shot back.

"Then why on Earth did we decide to have more?"

They ended up clutching each other on the blanket, shaking with laughter. The comment wasn't really that funny, but the stress and sadness of that day seemed to be getting to them.

"We should be getting back soon." Annabeth yawned. "The best time to watch the meteor shower is in the early morning though, so tomorrow, or I guess two days from today, we can come back."

Percy smiled. "I like that idea."

OK, this was an old idea that I started to write, and then school was ending and I decided to get involved in too much stuff.

I am still revising the other chapters, but since I'm on break they should be up soon. I'm hoping for before July. Remember, if I take out anything that you enjoyed in particular, send me a PM or review. I'll be more than happy to try and throw something together!

Also, all the talk about the kids is something similar to what I'll have in my new story. It's a long work in progress, and I'm trying to get most of it written before I put it up. You can go on my profile for a summary.