Forever and Always

A/N: So, this is my first fanfiction and I chose PJO cuz I'm a HUGE fan! Rick Riordan, if you read this someday just know I will never forgive you for coming up with this before me! (Just kidding) ok this story is like before The Lost Hero, kind of how Percy and Annabeth should have gotten together in my opinion. I hope you enjoy! Please leave a review but no flames…. Constructive criticism is always appreciated be it about my grammar, spelling (unlikely, I was in top 16 of my countries spell bee) or plot. This is gonna be a one-shot but you can leave suggestions for more stories and characters.

Disclaimer: I want it for my birthday Mr. Riordan…. You'd better have the rights (and stuff) handed over by August 14! Ha, just kidding I don't own it pls don't sue me.

Annabeth was running, running from that drakon- again. Buildings crumbling, fire, people falling, Luke dying- Luke, the guy she thought would never leave her, who took her under his wing when she was out on the streets. Who betrayed her. Silena- dead. One of her best friends, she could always go to her when Percy was being way too oblivious and Seaweed Brain-ish again. Percy. Where was he? He'd get himself killed. She looked around frantically, hair whipping around.

Finally, she saw him. Battling on the roof of a 50-floor building with Luke. What if he fell? He didn't have those winged shoes this time round. He'd be smashed into the pavement. Then, it happened. He stumbled trying to block a blow from Luke. How could that be? They were evenly matched. Percy learned sword-fighting from Luke. He must have used something to trick him. His foot slipped and down he came, arms and legs flailing. Gravity always acted up at the wrong moments.

Time seemed to slow down. She tried to run towards him but it was like wading through thick mud. She heard Kronos' evil laugh and watched helplessly as the love of her life fell to his death…

Annabeth woke up with tears streaming down her face. She looked at her digital clock, it was 11:40 pm. Everyone in Cabin 6 was asleep. The same nightmare again- Percy falling, dying, losing him. That dumbhead never realized when someone loved him. She was ready to admit it. She was head-over-heels for that guy. No matter how much she tried to convince herself that they were better off as friends, this stupid heart of hers won't stop yearning to feel his strong arms around her, those kissable salty lips pressed against hers… wow, she had it bad.

Giving up on trying to go back to sleep, she pulled a sweater over her grey tank and sweats and snuck out of the cabin. She would have to be careful; getting eaten by harpies would ruin her day (or night).

She headed to the beach, where she always went when in need of some calm after one of her nightmares. Staring down at her feet and thinking, she didn't realize there was a dark shape in front of her. Down she tumbled.

"Hey, you okay?", said the unfortunate person, quickly getting up and rubbing his back.

"Percy?"

Percy was not having a good night. First an Iris-message from Tyson saying that he won't be able to come up from the underwater forges in Poseidon's palace for his yearly week-long visit to camp. As much as he had hated having him around earlier, he had grown on him just as any adopted younger brother would. He enjoyed having someone around to play with Mrs. O'Leary.

Then, Mom had called to say that he'd have to stay at camp for the few days he was supposed to visit them in Manhattan. She and Paul were going for some around-the-world cruise. She could have told him, he'd have taken her around the world underwater-way better than some stuffy old ship.

He'd had a fight with some kid from Apollo about damaging a chariot. He hadn't touched anything of theirs for God's sake! He'd been keeping to himself in the sword-fighting arena.

"Ugh! This is so not working. I need to let off some steam and fast." he muttered under his breath, slipping off his bunk bed and sliding on a t-shirt over his shorts and some flip-flops.

Still muttering, he made his way down to the beach, where he spent so much time with Annabeth now that the war was over. He needed to think. Lately, he'd been wanting to spend more time with her and more than once had caught himself fantasizing about taking her in his arms. What was happening?

He plopped down on the sand and stared at the waves, lost in thought. So lost that he didn't notice a dark shape coming towards him and was roughly jerked out of his reverie when someone stumbled across his back.

Getting up quickly and brushing himself off, he said,"Hey, you okay?"

Somebody exclaimed, "Percy?"

"Hey Wise Girl! What are you doing here? Couldn't sleep? Neither could I. How weird is that right?", he blabbed. Oh this was so not good- he was rambling. Even as he did, he couldn't help noticing how beautiful she looked in the moonlight even in her pajamas.

"Yeah, the usual. Nightmares again, about the war. Luke…and you."

"What about me? Did I muck things up and make us lose it?", he joked, trying to lighten the atmosphere. So, he was obviously dismayed when Annabeth started sobbing. "Hey! Hey!", he turned her towards him. "Don't cry. Tell me what happened. Was it that bad?", he asked.

She nodded against his chest.

"Want to tell me what happened?", he coaxed.

"You were battling Luke on a rooftop. He tricked you, you stumbled and fell. The worst part was Kronos slowed down time. I couldn't reach you in time. I-I'm sorry."

"Wise Girl, it was just a dream. Few chances of it coming true. And I know you'll always be there for me, will always reach me in time."

"You don't understand. It wasn't just not being able to save you, it was losing you. You're my best friend and battle-buddy. A huge part of my life. How could I-". She was cut off by Percy gently pressing his lips to her. After a few moments of shock, she slowly melted into the kiss, relishing the salty taste.

"Come on Annie; let's get you back to my cabin. I'm sure Chiron won't mind this one time."

Annie. The first time he'd called her that. She dumbly nodded, too drunk in the feeling of falling in love to make a coherent response. She went along with him and didn't protest when he pulled her down on the floor with him, onto the mattress he'd pulled from the bed. She just lay there absorbing the feeling of his body next to her.

Finally, she broke the comfortable silence. "Percy?"

"Yeah, Annie?"

"Will you stay with me?", she asked in a small voice.

Smiling gently, he replied," Forever and always."

A/N: So I hope you liked it! Please review… you'd make a thirteen-year old's day!