I'm really sorry for not updating earlier, but that's mostly because I suffered a bad case of writer's block a few weeks back and couldn't continue on with this chapter, but here it is, the final chapter of A Bad Reunion. Hope you enjoy! P.S. Sorry, this chapter was kind of rushed.

3. Finally

Percy[1p]

I stood in front of the praetor's room door. I was about to open it, when I heard voices from the inside.

"-yes, my patron."

I frowned and pushed open the door slightly; inside, was Reyna. She had her back to me and was staring at the smoke arising from the small fireplace at the corner of the room.

"I'm sorry. But the girl is fighting back." she began, but the voice that came out certainly did not sound like Reyna.

"I am losing grip of the boy's mind, the arrival of the Greeks are bringing his memories back, even at this moment, I feel that he is already beginning to remember." came the same raspy voice from Reyna's mouth.

"Then kill them, these two camps must never unite. They cannot! You must do whatever it takes to keep them from befriending each other, am I clear?" hissed another voice that sent shivers down my spine.

"Y-yes, my patron."

Then Reyna proceeded to kneel in front of the fireplace.

Only one thing was in my mind at that moment. Gaia. Wait a minute, that was Greek, Gaia is a Greek term…I'm a Roman for gods' sake, why would a Greek term come to my mind first? I could not control myself any longer and shoved the door open.

"Reyna!" I yelled.

Reyna jumped up, looking very startled and turned to face me.

"Hey, Perce, how've you been?" she said casually.

Casually? Reyna was never casual. Then again, now that I think about it, why would Reyna challenge the Greeks? She would never do that.

"Gaia, let her go! I know you're in there." I yelled, gripping Reyna by the shoulders and staring wildly into her eyes, looking for answers.

Reyna looked shocked yet confused at my sudden outburst and shoved me backwards.

"What are you talking abo—" But she was cut off when suddenly, Annabeth, Jason and Piper burst into the room, weapons drawn.

"We heard you yell Gaia!" said Annabeth, lowering her knife, narrowing her eyes at Reyna.

I raised my hand and pointed at said demigod.

"It's her!" I said, reaching for my Imperial Gold sword on my bedside table.

But instead, my hand found its way to a ballpoint pen that was in my pocket. I was about to throw it away in frustration, when I noticed that there was writing on the pen that it didn't notice before.

"Riptide?" I wondered.

My hands automatically when to uncap it as if it had a mind of its own. The pen began to grow in size until it was a perfectly balanced-3 foot long bronze sword.

"Percy…" said Annabeth with a smile.

But I merely stared at the blade in confusion…didn't Greeks used bronze swords? Why was it doing in my pocket? However, before I could say anything, Reyna suddenly roared in rage as she grabbed her Imperial sword off her nightstand and slashed it at my head; luckily, I was fast enough to duck and she only managed to cut off a bit of my hair.

"Reyna?" said Jason, shocked as he raised his sword the defend himself.

The daughter of the war goddess growled, "NO! No, no, no, no, no, no."

She seethed with anger, and she certainly did not sound like Reyna; her voice was raspy and hissed, and her eyes…were gold.

"Eidilons." whispered Annabeth.

"You ruined everything! We were going to be freed, freed. Finally, at last! Now you ruined EVERYTHING!" and with that, the possessed-Reyna lunged at me again with surprising speed, giving me barely enough time to duck at her swing at my head.

"Percy!" cried Annabeth, taking out her bronze Greek-styled knife.

I didn't reply; for I was too busy fighting (and kind of…failing) demon-Reyna.

With an almighty yell, Annabeth swung the butt of her knife at Reyna's head, knocking her out cold.

"Thank you so much, Wise girl." I said, then only realising what I'd just said.

Wise girl. That name…it sounded so familiar.

"Seaweed Brain?" whispered Annabeth, her eyes sparkled with something…hope, maybe?

Jason picked up Reyna bridal-styled.

"I'll take her to the infirmary." he said, before hurrying out the door with Piper following.

"I meant thanks." I said, giving Annabeth a nervous smile.

It was then, when I realised exactly how flawlessly beautiful she was. The rays from the setting sun from the window behind her created some sort of glow around her, completing the goddess look. Her golden princess curls were bundled up in a pony-tail, and was tempting me to twirl my finger around them. I also noticed a grey streak was mixed in her hair that seemed to match mine, as well as the strangely intoxicating smell of lemons that wafted through the air from her hair. Her eyes, looked absolutely stormy and seemed to always be calculating the best way to kill me…yet they were the most beautiful things I've ever seen…well…other than Annabeth herself. Then my eyes made their way to her lips, they were the colour of baby pink, I just wanted to kiss real bad…then suddenly, it happened.

"But you'll be killed!"

"I'll be fine. Besides, we've got no choice."

Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then she did something that surprised me even more.

She kissed me.

"Percy? Percy, are you alright?"

I opened my eyes that I didn't know were closed, to see a mesmerising angel hovered over me, her beautiful features scrunched up in worry.

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine…just…I've got to go, see you at dinner."

And with that, I rushed out of the praetor's house and went to the one place that could calm me down: the ocean. I dove in, fully dressed because I knew I wouldn't get wet, and sank to the bottom. Did I really know Annabeth before? What was that vision-like thing about? What about Reyna? I buried my head in my hands and groaned in frustration. This was all too much for me.

Annabeth[1p]

At dinner.

I sat around the usual table us Greeks sat in, the Romans still isolated themselves from us, and seemed to hold a grudge at the earlier game of Capture the Flag.

"Dammit, I really wish they'd stop glaring at us and just eat." commented Leo in Ancient Greek like we always did as he pigged out on the surprisingly good vegetarian tacos.

Piper smacked her soon-to-be boyfriend's head (Jason and I spent countless hours teasing her about it on our way here, hey, she asked for it, I mean…it did help keep my mind off the topic of Percy. I also found out that Leo had been crushing on Piper ever since they met at the Wilderness school even before Jason came along, in which I had teased him about it as well.)

"Hey, where's Jason?" asked Thalia.

"Still in the infirmary with Reyna." informed Piper.

"Is Percy there too?" asked the daughter of Zeus.

I frowned and looked up from my meal and noticed the absence of both praetors.

"Don't think so…princess, go look for your boyfriend." barked Clarisse.

I forgot how bossy she was, seeing as she was actually nice to me during the long months when Percy was gone. I rolled my eyes but went anyways, leaving my untouched olive pizza on my plate. I went out to the one place I knew that Seaweed Brain would be: the beach.

And there he was, sitting on the sand dunes, gazing up at the brightly lit moon.

"Hey Percy." I said, sitting down next to him.

He turned to look at me, gave me one of his lopsided grins before turning back to the stars. My gaze followed and I noticed Zöe Nightshade running across the sky.

"Beautiful isn't it?" I said.

"Yeah, you really are." he said.

I turned to look at him, he then blushed, realising what he'd said.

"Why aren't you at dinner?" I asked.

"I just…had to think about some things that have been going on lately…I'm just really confused." he confessed.

"Want to talk about it?" I asked gently.

He sighed, and began his story.

Percy[1p]

I told her everything, right from the day I'd arrived at camp, my quest with Hazel and Frank, to the day Reyna and I got together, in which she suddenly looked away.

"-and I'm just so confused…I mean, if Reyna was possessed by some sort of demon this whole time, what if she doesn't even like me?" I wondered.

"Well, I know for a fact that there's this girl who is head-over-heels in love with you, but you were just too blind to see." she stated.

What? I looked at her with a frown. Someone who was, and I quote, 'head-over-heels in love with me'? Seriously? I've been at this camp for only a short period of time and I still barely knew anyone.

"And who might that be?" I asked, curiously.

She sighed and looked away, and I decided not to pester her, afterall, I doubt that she knew any of the Romans, seeing as she was a Greek.

"So, had any leads to your boyfriend?" I asked, but for some reason, I could feel a twinge of anger inside me…how dare that boyfriend of hers leave such an angel like Annabeth all alone?

"He's…missing still, he seems to get better and better everyday, but he's still missing."

I frowned, completely bemused.

"Wait, but you said that your boyfriend was missing, missing, as in lost." I stated.

"Yeah, he is, lost, somewhere. We searched everywhere, but couldn't find him."

Annabeth looked down, I could see tears brimming her eyes and I felt relentless anger towards this bloke who had hurt my Wise girl so much. Hang on…did I just think of Annabeth as my Wise girl? I didn't even know where Wise girl came from in the first place, now I use my as well? What was with me today?

"Your boyfriend…"

I began, subconsiously curling my hand into a fist in anger.

"What's his name?" I asked.

"Περσέας." she said in Ancient Greek.

I froze, because I understood what she had said: Perseus. But before I could conprehend the fact that Annabeth's missing boyfriend had the same name as I did, the world turned black.

My surroundings changed into a very stuffy, hot, humid, and smelly place. I heard car noises outside, and realised that I was in the back of a truck. There was minimal lighting, but I could still faintly make out the figure of a smaller and younger Annabeth sitting in the corner. In the other corner, was a satyr, I mean faun, who looked strangely familiar and for some reason, I remembered his name was Grover, and he was snoring next to a zebra. I looked down at myself, and noticed that my clothes were tattered and torn, I was much shorter and I felt younger. Over between Grover and I sat an albino lion who stared hungrily at me. I could hear muffled voices, and when I tuned in, I realised I was the one who was talking.

"So if gods fight," I said, "will things line up the way they did with the Trojan War? Will it be Athena versus Poseidon?"

Why was my voice so high-pitched? Annabeth, in the corner, placed a backpack Ares had given her, and closed her eyes. How I knew that the war god gave it to her, I'll never know.

"I don't know what my mum will do. I just know I'll fight next to you."

"Why?" I asked stupidly, I couldn't move my limbs or control what I said, weird.

"Because you're my friend, Seaweed Brain. Any more stupid questions?"

But before I could comprehend what she'd just said, the scene suddenly changed, and I was now surrounded by many, very large beings. Music was playing in the background, and the ground below my feet were see-through, and I could see the whole Manhattan from wherever place I was in. Standing in front of me, was Annabeth. She looked around 14 years old and she looked tired, as if she was just in a battle, but to me, she was still beautiful.

"Was she giving you a hard time?" she asked.

And for some reason, I knew immediately what she was talking about; her mum, Athena, not Aphro-Venus I thought earlier.

"No," I said. "It's…fine."

She studied me with concern, she then touched the grey streak in my hair that seem to match hers exactly. The phrase Athena had said to me earlier still rang in my head.

I do not approve of your friendship with my daughter.

"So," Annabeth said. "What did you want to tell me earlier?"

The music was playing. And people were dancing all around us. I said, "I, uh, was thinking we got interrupted at Westover Hall. I think I owe you a dance."

But the scene changed yet again before I could hear Annabeth's reply and we were now sitting in some sort of dinner pavilion, and somehow, I also knew we were at the Greek camp, Camp half-blood.

I heard someone talking, and, being a Seaweed Brain I was, took me a while to realise I was the one talking.

"…Nico said I had to concentrate on one thing that kept me anchored to the world, that made me want to stay mortal."

Annabeth kept her eyes on the horizon.

"Yeah?"

"Then up on Olympus," I said, "when they wanted to make me a god and stuff, I kept thinking—"

"Oh, you so wanted to."

"Well, maybe a little. But I didn't, because I thought — I didn't want things to stay the same for eternity, because things could always get better. And I was thinking…" My throat felt really dry.

"Anyone in particular?" Annabeth asked, her voice soft.

I looked over and saw that she was trying not to smile.

"You're laughing at me," I complained.

"I am not!"

"You are so not making this easy."

Then she laughed for real, and she out her hands around my neck.

"I am never, ever going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it."

But as she was about to lean in to kiss me, in which I wouldn't have mind, everything disappeared, the world turned black once again.

I shot up with a start. I looked around, and realised that I was still at the beach. I also noticed that the whole camp had surrounded Annabeth and I and said demigod looked at me worriedly.

"Percy? Are you alright?" she asked.

I blinked. What did I just see? Where they someone else's memories, or mine?

"Your boyfriend," I blurted, not even thinking about what I was saying.

"What's his name?" I demanded.

She gave me an odd look, as did the other campers. Because seriously, I knew that asking about Annabeth's boyfriend was not really the typical thing someone would say after they'd just passed out.

"I told you already." she said.

"His full name." I said, maybe even a little desperately.

She hesitated, while the campers from Camp half-blood looked at her expectantly.

"Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon." she stated, looking away and not meeting my eyes.

The Roman campers gasped while the Greeks stared at us intently, almost as if they were watching a tennis match. Then it all came back to me, like a massive tidal wave. I was Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon. I was the child of the first great prophecy; I made the choice to hand Luke that knife. And most importantly, I was Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena's best friend and boyfriend. I looked ather, my Wise girl, a smile growing on my face. And somehow, I knew she knew too. Without hesitant, I leapt forward and tackled her in a hug.

"Annabeth!" I said, not even realising that a tear and escaped my eye and slid down my face.

"Seaweed Brain!" she said.

Then I kissed her. Finally, after 8 months. I ignored the Roman's gaping stares, Connor and Travis' wolf-whistles or Camp half-blood's cheers. I didn't even care that the whole world was on my shoulders once again. Annabeth was finally in my arms, and that's all that matters.

~The End~

A/N Yes, I did get the flashback/vision scenes from the books, and yes, I don't own any of it. Thank you so much for spending your time reading this three-shot. A shout out to my friends: MASH27, FITZY, ROCHY, FLETCHER AND MUSTARD, thanks guys, for giving me some of the inspiration without even knowing it ;).

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