Annabeth took a walk with her Yankees cap slapped onto her head; she felt invisible, no, she was invisible. The glistening waves lapped up onto the beach while Annabeth fiddled with the cardboard box in her hands. The remnants of the war were just faded scars and bruises on her skin. Today was Percy's birthday and her mind was set on making it a special day. That's when she saw him.

Her body and mind froze. The cardboard box containing the lumpy cupcake tumbled out of her hands and was engulfed into the ocean.

Luke.

It was Luke, she was of it from his short cropped blonde hair and athletic build. Annabeth ran towards slump body and dragged him out of the water.

She took a hole of his shoulders and tried to shake him awake.

"Luke, please wake up!" she cried.

Finally he moaned and his eyes shot wide open. "Where am I?" he groaned sitting up. He ruffled the sand out of his platinum blond hair.

Annabeth frowned, his hair was a shade off, his eyes were too pale, and he was missing the scar. But other than that similarities were uncanny. It pulled at her heart strings. Luke said he loves her. Maybe he came back; maybe just maybe this is his reincarnation. Her heart swelled.

"We're at Camp Half-Blood," she explained. "This is the beach."

He scratched his head, "Who's Luke?"

Annabeth's heart plummeted. Of course, the side effects of reincarnation. "No one," she mumbled trying to play along. Maybe over time she could get the real Luke out.

"The name's Josh, and I'm the one and only son of Amphitrite."

Annabeth looked into his pale blue eyes hoping to find Luke in there. She slid her hand into his. "Let's get back up to Camp. Chiron will know what to do with you." This had to be him.

Annabeth gazed into those pools of sea-green as Chiron welcomed the guests. She couldn't help but compared Percy and Josh.

Josh was a coward. He was conceited, arrogant, and selfish. But what caught Annabeth's attention was the fact that he was the best of both worlds. Aside from being Luke Castellans carbon copy he smelled like the sea. Sure, it sounded silly, but to Annabeth it meant a lot. Having Luke and Percy wrapped into one was like a dream come true.

But, after two months of trying to pull Luke out of there, she finally gave up. There simply was no use. He was no Luke. He was no Percy.

Percy…

Annabeth felt her breath halt.

She had abandoned and forgotten him. Now he was standing before her with someone else.

Percy turned his head towards her and caught him staring. Immediately she felt an old spark sputtering to life. He must of felt it too because before they knew it they were in each other's arms.

"I've missed yo–," she began instantly cut off by Percy who had crashed his lips onto hers. For a moment, the whole world melted away.