A/N: Okay, so, I can't even say how sorry I am for not updating. Writer's block just hit with a ton of bricks and I was on my ass for a few months. However, it's summer now (YAY!) and between band rehearsals, summer school, and flute lessons, I will be writing more! So, here it is. The very, very short epilogue… Hope you enjoy!
And they all lived happily ever after…kind of.
Annabeth told him she loved him back—obviously! In fact her next words were "Of course I love you, you Seaweed Brain" before there was a lot of kissing—and they devised a plan to bring extreme pain and revenge upon Luke, the exact schematics of which are so top escret, they cannot be shared.
But our romance novel ends quite nicely.
Despite their parents' strife, Romeo and Jul—oops, sorry—Annabeth and Percy dated for quite a while. One day, Annabeth moved in. A few months later, Percy got down on one knee. Their wedding was in the Bahamas and two years later, they had a daughter with blonde hair and sea-green eyes.
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"Honey, I'm home!" Annabeth called as she walked into the loft. She kissed the top of her daughter's head, which was bopping slightly to the music coming in through her headphones as she drew.
"Hey, Mom," she muttered.
Percy, who was sitting in his study, bounded out, scooping her into a hug. "Hello. How was your day?"
"Amazing. Hectic, but amazing." She kissed her husband chastely. "Anything interesting happen with you?"
"New battleships in high demand—Dad's happy."
"And you?"
Percy grinned, settling his hands on his wife's waist. "Me? I'm ecstatic. But not about that."
Annabeth arched an eyebrow.
"I got us reservations tonight."
"Percy—"
"You'll love it, I promise."
"I have work to do."
"Work can wait. Go put on something sexy." He took a second look at her skirt suit and her legs in hose heels. "Sorry—something sexier."
Annabeth shoved him away playfully and glanced at their daughter. Pursing her lips, she looked over her shoulder at the drawing.
Percy, oblivious as always, said, "Oh, that's awesome!"
Celeste sat up straight, slapping the pad closed and blushing. "Dad!"
"What?"
"It's my art—and it's not done yet!" She shook her head as if this was the most obvious thing in the world and her father was an idiot. "I'm going to my room." She stomped away, her bedroom door slamming behind her.
"Oh, the joys of a 14 year old," he grumbled, turning back to his wife. Annabeth was grinning, staring at the hall Celeste had just disappeared down. "Annabeth?"
"Her drawing."
"Yeah, it was great."
"It was of a boy." She looked up, trying to make Percy understand. "A boy from school that I met when I picked her up last week. Percy, Celeste has a crush."
Percy suddenly looked ill. "Oh."
"Still ecstatic, Seaweed Brain?"
"As long as I get a name and background search, I think I'll survive."
"Don't worry, love. It's impossible for someone to be as clueless as you and I survive, so she'll be okay."
"Good."
Annabeth chuckled as she walked to their bedroom.
"Hey!"
A/N: Thank you all so much for sticking with this story and all of the positive feedback. I love you all from the bottom of my heart. Just in case you guys wanted to see more of what my plans as far as writing go, I have made a Tumblr… Like, I seriously made it last night so I only have one post… :/ If you want to check it out, it's:
Mythoughtshavenooffswitch [dot] tumblr [dot] com
Again, thank you, thank you, thank you, and don't forget to review!
(If you like Glee, check out some of my Klaine fics!)
Love always,
E. M. Zeray