Well, hello folks. This is the last chapter of this story. Tear, tear…maybe? So, anyway, I hope you enjoy. If you're looking for another Percabeth story to read, check out my other story, Mistakes can't be repeated. Percy accepts immortality after TLO. I'll stopple stalling now…on with the grand finale.

Annabeth's Point of View

I watched in shock as I took in what he had just said. There were a lot of things I could have said at that moment from, "Really Jackson, you had the guts to propose" or giggle like an Aphrodite girl, but at the end, I finally chose, "Of course Seaweed Brain!"

His face broke out into a beautiful, breath-taking smile. I realized that it was worth it. Percy stood up quickly and walked over to me. He took my left hand and carefully placed the ring on the ring finger. He gently brought the hand up to his lips and kissed it, like a gentleman from the early 20th century.

"I love you," he whispered slowly and quietly.

"I love you more, more than you can imagine," I replied, meaning every word of it.

"I don't think that's possible," he chuckled.

Astrid toddled over, and Percy picked her up carefully, "Well, Astrid. What do you say about being flower girl?" He grinned at me.

As I reached out to grab my daughter from my future husband; Gods, that might take a while to get used to, Aphrodite squealed in delight, "Annabeth, Percy…you have to let me be in charge of the wedding! Please…I'll make it grand. No and's, but's, or if's!"

I sighed, knowing that it was inevitable; Aphrodite always won at the end when it came to matters involving love.

"All right," I said with a resigned tone. Aphrodite cried again, "Thank you so much. This will be like the best wedding ever! You won't regret it."

'Besides, who better than the Goddess of Love to plan your marriage?' I thought.

I must have said it out loud because Hera glared at me, "Maybe the Goddess of Marriage herself."

Oops!

"But, after all, she did ask first. But I will expect partnership in this wedding committee, Aphrodite," Hera looked at her pointedly.

"Of course!" she sounded like an excited kid. Gods, she seemed more excited than us. Percy jut looked overwhelmed by what he had just done.

Several of the male Gods came and congratulated him. Apollo promised great music. Hermes promised that he wouldn't steal. How kind of him! Ares just glared and called Percy a punk. Hephaestus promised me that he would present me with the latest design in jewelry.

I blushed profusely and told him that it was quite unnecessary, but Aphrodite wouldn't hear of it.

My mother looked scandalized as though she couldn't believe her rival's son had just proposed to her daughter.

Poseidon was giving her a smug look to which she glared in annoyance.

Aphrodite ushered Percy and me out of Olympus, saying that we were disturbing her wedding plans. Supposedly, I couldn't plan my own wedding.

But before we left, she handed me a whole stack of wedding invitations to give out to people.

As we walked out of the Empire State Building, Percy hailed a cab to go to Camp Half-Blood.

"You know Annabeth," he began.

"What?"

"I've been keeping this ring in my pocket for the last 3 years, hoping that I would find you one day," he said, blushing.

I was astonished.

He began again, mumbling a little, "I was going to propose to you that day. The day you ran away. I was so excited when I came back from Georgia, ready to propose to you. When Chiron informed me, my heart shattered into pieces. This was worse than the time you were kidnapped by Atlas. I couldn't take it…"

I silenced him by gently pecking him on the lips. His eyes grew wide, and he stopped talking.

"Don't Percy. Now, it's done with, and we're getting married!"

"Gods, how are we going to tell our friends and our mortal parents?" he asked.

"They'll understand, hopefully," I replied. In response, he snorted. I punched him playfully on the shoulder.

"Hey, watch it," he said mockingly, rubbing his shoulder.

"You're invincible," I whispered.

"Doesn't make a difference," he replied close to my ear, his breath tickling me.

Astrid rustled in her sleep in the crook of my arm. Percy smiled and bent over quietly to kiss her quickly on the forehead.

We paid the cab and walked towards the entrance of camp where a group of people were waiting.

"Annabeth," someone screeched. Suddenly, I was toppled over by a figure rushing at me, all a blur.

"Thalia?" I guessed.

I began crying as she hugged me. Percy and Nico gave each other a man hug. Other people were rushing forward to greet us, having not seen them in 4 years.

Percy looked kind of comfortable, being in the spotlight. I felt rather claustrophobic when everyone came near me. Some of these people were campers I didn't even know!

Percy came over and stood by me, his voice jubilant, "We have an announcement to make. We're getting married!"

The crowd broke out into applause. We handed our first invitation to Chiron who smiled at us graciously. Next came Thalia, Nico, Rachel, the Stolls, and yes, even Clarisse and Chris.

"Thalia…you're going to be my Maid of Honor," I whispered in her ear. She gave me a big grin.

"But of course, for the wedding, you need to grow out your hair and not too much black," I said. She pouted.

It looked like Percy was telling the same thing to Nico because he rushed over to Thalia immediately and complained, "I can't wear Goth black and still be Best Man."

"Same with me, so suck it up," Thalia mumbled under her breath. I chose my bridesmaids from my closest friends at camp: Rachel, Clarisse, and Katie; and Percy chose his best friends as groomsmen: Grover and the Stolls.

I smiled; this was going to be a great wedding.

5 months later…Wedding Day…oh, and Percy's Point of View

Lord Zeus was planning on officiating the wedding. My father had somehow come to an agreement with Athena to have it at the beach. Annabeth and I had invited few of our closest friends from Camp Half-Blood to the wedding. She had also invited Beth and Mr. Campbell while I invited Lydia and M. Mitchell.

Everything was perfect. Aphrodite and Hera really knew what they were doing. I was forced to wear what they called and dark green tux. It was supposed to play up my eye, whatever that means. To me, it just looked black. Nico was wearing a black suit, and I had to admit, the kid cleaned up pretty well though he wasn't wearing Goth clothes.

Astrid. Gods was she adorable and to think she was my daughter. As she walked down the aisle, her head held high, she looked regal as the flower girl.

A few minutes later, Thalia came in a stunning light gray dress. I noticed that Nico couldn't take his eyes off her, and I smirked.

The procession had begun. Everyone stood up when they heard the pianist play, "Here comes the Bride."

I could have sworn my jaw dropped when Annabeth entered. She was arm in arm with Dr. Chase. Aphrodite had outdone herself. Annabeth was breath-taking and gorgeous. Her dress was a bit old-fashioned, thanks to Athena. It wasn't too poufy, but big enough. Pearls were embroidered throughout the dress, giving it a striking look.

As they reached the end of the walk, Dr. Chase handed her to me carefully with a look that said, "You better take care of her."

I could barely hear what Zeus was saying until it came to the I do's.

"I do," I said strongly, looking right into Annabeth's face.

Zeus commenced the long speech again for Annabeth.

"I do," she whispered with the same amount of conviction as I had.

"With the power vested in me, and by the power of the gods, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Zeus stated.

I looked at her beautiful face, and cupped it in my hand and kissed her tenderly, "I love you Wise Girl."

"I love you more, Seaweed Brain!"

The story is a finito! Muchas gracias to my reviewers, people who faved me and the story! Keep a lookout for a possible sequel. I'm probably going to announce any progress on a sequel in my other PJO fics. So, look out for those. If you want to occupy yourself with something till I write a sequel. Read my other stories. The sequel may also depend on how much you guys review this chapter. Send me any ideas you may have for the sequel. I may not start till next month.