AN: It's a drabble collection. :)

Summary: Different ways Percy and Annabeth could have met each other. But the result would always be the same. (AU)

Title: Immortal

Pairing: Percy X Annabeth

Word Count: 1,381

Summary of the chapter: They would take it slow, play mind games. After all they had an eternity

"What are you doing?" Percy cringed at the authoritativeness the voice held. He didn't want to be caught slacking on the job by her. But here he was; now he had to face the wrath of Athena's daughter.

"Hello to you too, Annabeth." Percy greeted the woman, no a girl, he corrected himself. She was about seventeen, though Percy did not let her appearance fool him. She was seventeen one thousand three hundred seventy eight days before, the first and last time he saw her. Not that he was keeping count.

"You didn't answer my question, Jackson." Annabeth calmly stated, standing there with a look that scared Percy. But he also find the same look kind of cute, he realized with yet another cringe. Annabeth Chase was not someone who you thought was cute. She was far by the scariest immortal daughter of Athena. Annabeth's blonde hair was tied in a pony tail, a few strands falling on her eyes. Her grey intimidating eyes glared at him, he found it hard to talk straight with those eyes glaring at him. She was wearing an orange t-shirt that read Camp Half Blood. It was one of the places that Annabeth designed. It was a safe haven for demigods.

"Jackson," Annabeth snapped, bringing him back to reality. He couldn't gawk at her all day.

"I'm watching over Hermes' kittens." He pointed to two kids of about three, playing with each other. They had blonde hair like Hermes and big brown eyes. Their bangs covered most of their pudgy faces. They had identical grins that looked exactly like their father's. Hermes was a friend of Percy's, helping through the first century of being a god.

"That's not watching. You were sleeping." Annabeth commented as she sat beside him on a sofa. After a pregnant pause in which Percy took the liberty of observing Annabeth, she opened her mouth. "Why are you watching over them anyway?"

Percy shrugged nonchalantly. "I lost a bet to him, hundred years ago." Annabeth was curious about what the bet was and why Percy tried to place a bet against Hermes. Everyone knew Hermes always won every bet he made. But she was sure Percy did that because he was a Seaweed Brain, like his father, Poseidon.

"You're such a Seaweed Brain." Annabeth sighed, not intending to say that out loud.

Percy glanced at her, she called him that name the first and the last time they saw each other. "You're the one to talk Wise Girl?" Percy knew it wasn't much of an insult; he couldn't really make up a goof insult in the small amount of time they spent together. This sort of stuck. "Why are you here, in Hermes' new girlfriend's house anyway?"

"An errand for Athena," Annabeth pointed to an envelope which was on the table beside her. "I don't know why she just doesn't call the messenger god, for delivering a message to him?"

"Or maybe you're here to see me?" Percy wiggled his eyebrows.

Annabeth glared at him again, but a smile tugged at her lips. "You wish, Jackson."

Percy sighed dramatically. "I do, don't I?"

"Don't tell me you've been talking to Aphrodite." The love goddess was seriously getting on her nerves. The last time she met her, Aphrodite gushed about how manly Percy Jackson was what a perfect match he was for Annabeth. The only reason Annabeth didn't kick her out of her temporary house on Mount Olympus because Zeus warned her about behaving with other gods.

He nodded. "She told me that she has a plan up her sleeves. Do you know how scary it is coming from..." Percy halted. Aphrodite always looked like what the person or even a god thought was a perfect female. Percy did not think of Annabeth as a perfect woman.

"From what?" Annabeth prodded, oblivious to the frustration of Percy.

He couldn't lie to her; she'd figure it out in an instant. But he couldn't tell the truth. It wasn't the truth anyway. It was just a crazy day and some crazy vision that's all. But he needed to figure out a story and fast. Annabeth's grey eyes were narrowing. "Uh, um... my sister." He sighed inwardly. "Yeah, my sister, Marina. You know how scary she could be?"

Percy knew Annabeth knew his immortal sister Marina, daughter of Poseidon. She was almost as scary as Annabeth. Almost.

Annabeth narrowed her eyes a bit more. She sighed and slumped on her seat. "Yeah, she is quite... scary? Is that the word you used? She's always cheerful."

Percy's heart stopped. Not because she looked like, well, a goddess, but because he was stuck in Annabeth's interrogation. He heard from Apollo that once Annabeth had her mind made up for something, she will get it. Now she was convinced that he was lying, she will bring it out. "Uh, yeah, you don't know her. She can be scary." Like you. He shook his head, comparing Marina and Annabeth was not a good idea. "Uh, I'll get some water to drink. You want some?" HE knew it was a lame excuse, but he would suffocate to his death if he stayed there for one more moment.

She shook her head absentmindedly and he all but ran out of the room to the kitchen. He sighed, his back hitting the refrigerator with a soft thud. What was this girl doing to him? Why were his hands sweaty all of a sudden? Why was his heart thumping faster than normal? And why did his throat feel dry all of a sudden? Maybe because, she seemed scarier. He shook his head, realizing that wasn't the answer. He didn't really know the answer. He was sure he didn't want to know the answer.

He washed his face several times with the icy cold water from the sink and drank few bottles of water before he calmed himself down enough to peak at the room where Annabeth was. He saw that Hermes and his girlfriend have arrived. What was her name? Percy tapped his brain before it hit him. Julie.

Julie knew all about their world, Hermes told her. When Percy asked why, Hermes briefly said that she could see through the mist like Percy's mother. Percy's throat clenched and he swallowed from the sadness that almost took over him. Every time someone mentions Sally Jackson's name Percy feels like his world would fall around him.

He looked at Annabeth slowly the sadness seeped out of him. It was still there, but just dull rather than the sharp pain that flooded through out him a while ago. He went to them, picking up what Annabeth was talking about. "I don't know why I have to send a message to the messenger god." She sighed dramatically, and Percy held back a chuckle.

He stood beside her unconsciously. Annabeth noticed it but didn't say anything. Hermes threw Percy a strange look before smirking to himself. Aphrodite was right. Annabeth and Percy were bickering about something random. He nodded his head in approval before joining Julie who had his sons on her lap.

"It's time for me to go, Hermes, Julie." Annabeth said to the couple, earning a simple 'hm' from Hermes and a kind halfhearted smile from Julie who asked her to visit more often. Annabeth smiled back politely saying that she will.

She turned back to face Percy. "Guess I'll be going," before Percy could say 'bye' her arms went around his neck and her body was pressed firmly against him. Percy was silent, shock reflecting off his face. Why was she hugging me? His face went bright red. "I always get what I want Percy," she whispered her lips touching his ears. "We can take it slow. After all we have an eternity."

Then she vanished.

Percy stood there, looking at the spot where Annabeth was standing. He was broken out of his reverie by Hermes' loud laughter. He quickly left them and went out through the doors, walking through the crowded streets of New York.

If she wanted to play mind games, he will give her mind games. He knew that he couldn't outfox Annabeth Chase but he will try. After all, they were immortals. They had an eternity in front of them.

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