This is kinda two stories that i wrote seperatly but i like them together so... r&r (:
and sadly i do not own percy jackson...which is probably good cause i would totally screw it up XD

Okay, Annabeth thought. He has to be here somewhere… She looked for people with black hair first, that was easy to distinguish from the sky. Right before they landed she thought she spotted him with a guy and girl, but…what was he wearing?

They had agreed early on the Jason was of course going to go first, because he was actually from Camp Jupiter. Then Annabeth would follow after him in case Percy remembered her. Once she took a few steps off the boat she knew that it was Percy she saw before.

He was broke away from the people who were with him and smiled at her, that's when she knew that he remembered her. He took a few steps toward her and she looked down at his attire. Annabeth covered her mouth to hold in her laugh; it didn't help much.

Percy stopped a few feet in front of her and raised an eyebrow, "Seriously?" Annabeth just shook her head not trusting herself to talk. "You haven't seen me in months and the first thing you do is laugh at me."

"Um," She said softly then coughed and tried again. "I don't know if you remember Percy, but people don't usually wear their bed sheets." His cheeks reddened and he crossed his arms. "This is a toga. Important military leaders wear them; people who are very tough and- Hey stop laughing."

Annabeth snorted then covered her mouth, "Trust me I'm trying to." Percy shook his head and wrapped her in a hug. She sighed into him, "So I'm guessing you remember me."

Percy laughed and shook his head. "I never forgot you Wise Girl." Annabeth looked up at him in surprise. His hair was longer than before and he had gotten a little taller, but his eyes were still the same sea green she loved.

Annabeth smirked, "Liar." Percy opened his mouth to complain but she just shut him up with a kiss.

"So this Reyna chick…"

"No," Percy said. "Oh come on," Annabeth replied. "You don't even know what I was going to say." Percy just snorted and rested his chin on her head. They were sitting on the Argo II looking out onto Camp Jupiter.

"I could take her." It was late and no one was outside. Percy leaned back and looked up at the stars. "I don't doubt that, but we're supposed to be getting along with the Romans not fighting them."

Annabeth turned around and Percy turned to look at her. She had her hair down and it was slightly blowing in the breeze. It was so dark outside that he could distinguish where Annabeths iris met her pupils. "I know that," She said and rolled her eyes.

"But she looked at me like I was the wicked witch of the west or something today. I'm pretty sure she would agreed to a little friendly spar…"

Now it was Percy turn to roll his eyes, "Sure, Annabeth, because the Romans would love to see their leader get beaten by a Greek." Annabeth sighed and snuggled back into his arms. "Party pooper."

Percy just laughed and rested his head on hers again. Annabeth was just starting to drift off to sleep when…

"So this Jason dude…"

"No, Percy."