Chapter 1: As usual

Disclaimer: If I owned Percy Jackson, the series would probably suck. But Rick Riordan owns the series, so Percy Jackson doesn't suck.

Setting: Sometime after HoO

Percy walks into the Athena cabin, and he notices that the cabin is completely deserted, except for Annabeth, who was sitting pretzel style on her bed. She's reading a book, as usual, Percy thinks.

Percy sits onto the edge of Annabeth's bunk. "Hey Perce," Annabeth says, not bothering to look up from her book.

"Annabethhh~" Percy wails, trying to get the wisdom daughter's attention.

"Mmm?" she mumbles back, flipping the page. Percy groans and wonders how he would grab her attention. He lays his head onto Annabeth's lap and plays with Annabeth's golden curls, twirling them around his finger. She doesn't complain, much less notice what her boyfriend was doing.

"Chiron wants to see you," Percy lies, hoping Annabeth would finally look up from her stupid book.

"Can't find it, give me a few more days," was her reply. That made no sense, Percy thinks. And so he tries again.

"What do you want for dinner?" he says. Annabeth doesn't reply for a while, and Percy repeats his question again. Then again. And then again. Finally, Annabeth answers.

"The fire's still hot, go warm yourself up," Annabeth grumbles, flipping the page once again.

"I love you?" Percy says hopefully. No reply.

"Yo, Wisegirl. You there?"

No reply.

This is greatly annoying Percy. Before he can stop himself, Percy grabs Annabeth's book and rips it out of her hands. Annabeth's head snaps up, followed by a death glare.

"Percy," Annabeth says slowly. Still glaring. "Give the book back."

"No," Percy replies, then runs out the Athena cabin. Annabeth darts out as well, immediately catching sight of Percy running towards the lake. She follows.

Percy is at the edge of the lake, and Annabeth is approaching. "I'm warning you, Seaweed Brain," she says dangerously. "Give me that book back before I rip out your lungs and gouge your eyeballs." Percy feels shivers run down his spine, but he hides it.

"Oh, getting feisty aren't you, Wise Girl?" he smirks, and then jumps into the lake. Annabeth lets out an irritated groan.

"Perseus Jackson! I swear I'll murder you once you come back up!" she screams down into the water. The only response was a bunch of air bubbles surfacing. Annabeth makes a frustrated noise. Then, she gets an evil idea that she really shouldn't use, but it's a matter of life and books.

"Percy, if you don't give me that book," Annabeth warns. "I'm breaking up with you." Of course, she didn't mean it, but it got Percy. In a milisecond, he was onshore, gasping and shoving a completely dry book towards Annabeth. Annabeth smirks and takes the book.

"Meanie," he pouts. Then his face turns a bit frightened. "But no break up, right?"

Annabeth chuckles, and then presses her lips against Percy really quickly. "No, I'd never do that Seaweed Brain," she grins. Percy looks relieved and then kisses Annabeth, who automatically sinks into Percy's soft, warm lips, and-

"Ahem."

The couple jumps apart, Percy landing on his butt, to see Malcolm standing there, looking bright red. "It's time to do the cabin inspections, Annabeth," he mutters, still flushed. Annabeth turns tomato red, and stammers okay, and then follows Malcolm away, giving Percy a silent apology.

When Annabeth comes and inspects Percy's cabin, she is surprised.

"There is actually no dirty underwear this time! I think I'll give you a 2.5," she says, scribbling the number onto the notepad. Percy pouts.

"What!? Only a 2.5?!" he gives her his puppy seal face. "I don't get extra for being your boyfriend?" Annabeth laughs and pushes Percy's face away gently. "Nope. No extra points, Seaweed Brain, and you can't change my mind. Like usual." Annabeth is just about to turn arounf and open the door to leave when Percy hugs her from behind and plants a kiss on Annabeth's neck.

She lets out a soft moan, and lets her body fall against Percy's for a moment. He then pushes Annabeth against the wall and kisses her hungrily, as if he could never get enough of her. Annabeth allowed Percy's tongue to slide past her lips and to explore her mouth, letting out small moans occasionally. Annabeth pushed her fingers through Percy's hair, enjoying the silky feeling running against her fingertips. Percy grabs at her waist, pushing himself closer towards her.

When they finally pull apart, they are both breathing heavily, and Annabeth's hair is messed up pretty badly, her lips also swollen. She blushes furiously and doesn't face Percy.

"You know, that isn't going to get you a higher score on your Cabin Inspection, right?" she says haughtily. She's so stubborn, as usual.

"Aw," I groan. I don't need to even look; I know she's smirking. "Don't roll your eyes, Wisegirl," I scold her, as if she were a child. "That's very rude."

"Whatever. Seeya, Seaweed Brain."

And with that, she walks out of the room, her beautiful golden ponytail swishing behind her, as usual.

Percy awakens to the terrible screams of his girlfriend. Chiron had allowed them to sleep in the same room as long as there was no "funny business", because they were the only ones who could calm each other down.

"Percy!" Annabeth screams before sitting up quickly, causing Percy to jump. Her eyes were wide and frantic, and she was sweating pretty badly. Then her face contorts and begins to sob. A horrible, awful sound to Percy's ears, as he pulls Annabeth close to him and hugs her tightly.

"Shh... I'm here, Annabeth," Percy mumbles, and Annabeth lets out another strangled sob before burying herself into Percy pajama, drenching it with tears. Percy doesn't mind.

Inhaling Percy's scent had always been Annabeth's favorite thing to do whenever something frightened her. His embrace, to her, meant that she was going to be safe. He smelled of sand and the fresh ocean, sort of like Camp Half-Bloods lake. He smelled of the beach, and it always made Annabeth feel at home.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Percy asks gently, and Annabeth shakes her head vigorously, burying her face deeper into Percy's shirt. He carefully runs his hand through her curls, making sure not to tug on any.

"You'll be okay, Annnabeth. I promise, okay?" Percy whispers to her. "Together?"

"Together," Annabeth whispers back, shutting her eyes and gripping Percy tight, as usual.

Percy opens his eyes to a smiling Annabeth, whose eyes were still puffy from last night's nightmares, but better. Her sparkling grey eyes piercing him, and her blonde curls as beautiful as ever, even as a tangled mess.

Annabeth points at Percy's mouth, her own smile tugging up into more of a smirk, as she says. "You're drooling. As usual."