A/N: So here it is, the last chapter. I've written this in Percy's POV (even though the last two chapters have also been focused on Percabeth) because he is the main character in the series, and primarily this series of songfics was meant to focus on him. I hope you'll all like it. Let me know what you think!

I would just quickly like to say though, that it has been a pleasure to write this story for you guys. My deepest thanks go out to those of you who have reviewed, and you've done such a fantastic job reviewing that I think there are far too many of you to name individually. You know who you are, though. I hoped you've enjoyed the ups and downs of this story as much as I have. Thank you for being such great readers!

I Need A Holiday by Scouting For Girls

Percy's POV

I stared at the computer screen and sighed for the umpteenth time. Outside the sun was shining, but I was twelve floors up in an office. My tie was too tight but I knew if I loosened it, my boss would be hounding me within a minute.

I'd been working all day, every day for the last year to help raise enough money to pay for a bigger apartment. We'd need it once Annabeth gave birth. We were having a little boy, though we still hadn't really discussed what we would call him. We still had five months to go, but it didn't seem too far away.

As Jack, my boss walked past, I hurriedly typed something and tried to refocus on the commands coming through the headset I wore. I worked in an administerial position in the US Navy, though I'd have much rather preferred to be out on one of the ships or subs. Unfortunately though, my war injury from the battle with the giants prevented that. And I wasn't sure how I would cope with leaving Annabeth anyway. I needed her. It was as simple as that.

I needed her more than I needed a holiday. But I sure needed one of those.

When I went home that night that was what was on my mind.

"I'm home," I called out, dropping my keys into the bowl by the door.

She called back, her voice carrying from the living room where she sat on the couch, her hands resting over her baby bump.

I kissed her briefly and flopped down beside her, jostling her.

"Good day at work?"

I grunted in answer and finally removed my tie, flinging it onto the back of the couch.

"That bad, huh?"

"I had Jack on my ass all day," I answered, still slightly seething.

"Well we've almost got enough money to buy the new apartment so it's not for much longer," she promised.

I nodded, but I couldn't help feeling that things would feel that much better if I could just get away for a weekend. Montauk. I knew that would help.

"How do you fancy getting away for the weekend?" I asked hopefully.

"Funny you should mention that. I had a phone call today from Chiron. Apparently there's some sort of reunion at camp this weekend…"

"Brilliant! I've been wanting to catch up with Grover and the rest of the guys for ages!"

We packed our bags that evening and set off in my beat up car the next day.

It looked like most people had already arrived, by the time we'd arrived. I could see smoke rising from the barbecue which Mr D appeared to be in charge of. The alcohol and drinks were flowing and our old friends were crowded around a picnic table. All of them: Thalia, Nico, Grover, Juniper, Katie, Travis, Connor, Clarisse, Chris, Piper, Leo, Jason, Reyna, Hazel, Frank, Will, Jake and Tyson. Everywhere I looked, I saw demigods. Some I knew, some I didn't.

The moment we got out of the car, Thalia and Katie squealed and came over to congratulate us on the baby.

Grover clapped me on the back and Nico grinned.

I realised then, it wasn't a holiday, this weekend away from work; it was returning home after a long absence. And Camp Half-Blood would always be there when we needed it.