Percy
From the time we got to the reception, had our first dance, the mother/son dance and the Father/Daughter dance, cut the cake, did the toasts, etc I'm getting tired of not having Annabeth in my arms. I start searching the crowd for my Wise Girl when I feel someone clasp my shoulder from behind. I turn and see my dad, a shining look in his eyes.
"She's not bad for a daughter of Athena." He says. I smile at him.
"How about for a Daughter in Law of Poseidon?" I answer. He laughs.
"I suppose not bad for that either. I'm glad I got you for a moment alone, Percy. I have a gift for you. This is actually from Tyson. He hates he couldn't be here, but he's on the other side of the world with some hippocampi, and didn't have time to get back. This was supposed to be your birthday gift, but I Iris Messaged him and he said to give it to you now." He says and hands me a soft brown package. I open it up to find several Camp Half-Blood shirts, some Navy ones with a greed trident, some white ones with a black pegasus, 4 pairs of jeans and one 3 pairs of khaki shorts, a dozen or so pairs of boxers, some black swimsuits, lots of socks, some white undershirts, and even a nice 3 piece suit.
"He thought I could use some new clothes?"
"They're sewed with Celestial Bronze thread. The clothes themselves are armor. He remembered you saying something about wishing your armor could melt into your clothes. He thought about making that, then he made clothes out of armor instead." I break out into a huge grin.
"Tell the big guy I said thanks. This is Awesome!" Dad grins back at me.
"I'm sure he'll appreciate your enthusiasm. One more thing." He says as he reaches into the pocket of his shorts. He pulls out 4 green pearls, like the ones the nymph gave me all those years ago on my first quest. "Do you remember these?"
"Yeah. What belongs to the sea will always return to the sea."
"Correct. But instead of the Santa Monica pier, these two will take you to the Island of Crete." he says and hands two over. "The honeymoon reservations are already in place at the Mythos Palace for Mr. & Mrs. Jackson. And these will bring you back here to Long Island." he folds the other two in my hand. "Have a good honeymoon." He says and holds out his hand to shake, pulls me into a hug, then walks off towards the beach and into the ocean. I look at the four pearls in my hand and smile. Chiron's offer of a week at camp with no chores or required activities was generous, but I think Crete sounds a little better.