A/N: I always forget to cite source material. Guest wrote a review for last chapter, so I just wanted to say that you've read the from this story by SomethingMoreCreative, called (I'll Be Here) Giving it My Best Shot. Fav story. Who am I kidding, I say that about everything.

So this chapter is a lot more about the development of their relationship. Yes, there's still a lot of smut, just more like 'making love' smut then 'quick' smut. There's a lot of buildup and love and such. Unlike the previous chapters, which were mostly just getting riled up and fucked, this has a lot of love in it. After this, there'll be one last chapter to really wrap it up.

At the ripe old age of twenty-nine, I was still a swinging bachelor, living with my cousin in bustling Manhattan. It had been ten years since the last chapter, in case you were wondering. After finishing college, I was working at a local aquarium that was created in honor of a well known New York animal caretaker and marine biologist known worldwide, called by the name of Poseidon Olympia. Yea, that guy is my father. I didn't get the job because of nepotism, though. He's dead, it'd be kinda hard. We don't even have the same last name. I was a veterinary technician, taking care of the animals and such on the daily basis. The aquarium (Poseidon Olympia's Marine Life Center) was located on Long Island, not too far from the Atlantic Ocean.

It was a good, well paying job. If anything, I'd have moved out on my own, except for the fact that neither me nor Maya wanted to be lonely. It wasn't until several weeks ago that Maya left. She had been in a deep relationship for the past two years, and they had decided to move in together. That left me alone in the big ass apartment.

As for Annabeth? Gods know what she was doing. Last I heard from her was that summer when we were nineteen. I don't know if she ever came back to New York. I don't even know if she's alive. Okay so obviously, we all know that she's gonna show up in some random place and we're gonna end up sleeping together, like always. But there's more to the story.

It was deep in winter, and the aquarium was under very strict watch. January in New York involved a lot of freezing temperatures, which meant that the tanks were always being monitored, the whole places excessively warm. Seasonal help included lots of college students studying to be marine veterinarians, who helped keep the tanks at the right temperature and pH levels. In February, we had to cram the dolphins in with some seals, seeing as the health inspector had ordered a remodel of their habitat. We only had two dolphins, one that was injured and the other who had been found abandoned as a calf—as abandoned as a sea creature could be—and had imprinted on me not long after.

I had had a meeting with a rep from a major, but local, architecture firm based in Brooklyn. I was in my office, waiting for one of my interns to let me know when they arrived. Finally, Rachel, my intern, had came in, saying that the representative had arrived. I was shocked to find Annabeth Chase walking into my office. And boy did she look different. Her hair was chopped off to a short bob, her usually tan skin much more pale then usual. She wasn't wearing her usual skirt nor dress, not even a professional one. She was wearing dark skinny pants, almost jean like, with a white collared skirt under a black sweater and thin white plaid patterns, as well as black pumps. She was holding a large black purse.

"Oh! Percy?"

I stood up, moving around the desk. "Annabeth Chase?"

"Wow, didn't think I'd ever see you again." Annabeth said. "Hope it's okay that I left my coat and stuff with your assistant. It's really warm in here."

"Surface temperature needs to be pretty warm, but the water gets really cold sometimes. A lot of our animals need to be kept in hot air temperature but cold water. It depends where each creature came from, really. But it's usually cold in the deep water."

"You just confused me," Annabeth said with a light laugh.

"Just...marine details. Not important. Well, not yet." I said. Cue awkward silence.

"So," Annabeth said, awkwardly. "You're looking well."

"Likewise."

"Should we? Discuss?" I'd never heard Annabeth talk in sentence fragments. It was frightening, really.

"Yeah. Yes. I mean, have a seat."

I sat back in my chair, pulling out folders containing information on the dolphin habitat. Annabeth sat across from me, pulling out a brown folder from her bag. "Dr. Rhode set me some basic information for some starting drafts," Annabeth started. "Just some things I'd need. Square footage, pressure and support, etcetera. How many dolphins do you currently have?"

"Just two," I said. "One is in rehabilitation for the next year, at the least. The other lives here with us, so the whole habitat is just hers most times. We don't usually keep dozens of creatures here. We mostly get sent sick animals from along the east coast, as well as occasional creatures of the Pacific."

"I couldn't get ahold of the current design of the habitat, do you think I could get the run down?" Annabeth asked.

"Yeah, I'll give you an in depth tour either tomorrow or the next. It's not that big, though. Most of the habitats empty into a large pool that borders the Atlantic and mimics the currents, to provide the creatures with a sense of home. The dolphin habitat would be for our Atlantic friends, so their habitat would have to be able to close and open off, provide a barrier of some sorts, between the open ocean space and a rehabilitation center."

While i was talking, Annabeth was taking quick notes.

"For the rehabilitation center, approximately how many gallons of water would be involved?" Annabeth asked.

"A lot."

"Percy."

I smirked slightly, flipping through some paperwork. "It's approximately 20 feet by 22 feet by 10 feet, which equates to the amount of gallons being approximately 33 thousand." I said. "It's also partially underground."

"Is tomorrow good to take a look at one of the habitats? Preferably one that is similar to the dolphin's," Annabeth said.

"Yes. Probably. Most likely."

"That was a sucky answer." she pointed out.

I let out a nervous chuckle. "I can...you know, have these papers. Sent to you. Or copied. Whichever you prefer."

Annabeth smiled up at me. Referencing chapter 2, near the end when we were both laying in bed in the morning and she first woke up. That smile, the sated, satisfied, kinda want more sex smile, was the same or she gave me just then. At least, they looked the same. If I hadn't recorded the events, I would have a hard time remembering, seeing as that was years ago.

"Copies are fine," she said.

We spent the next hour or so discussing more plans, most with me just rattling off more factors that needed to be included in the remodel. The next morning, I got into work early to check on both the seals and dolphins. At around nine o'clock, several hours after I had gotten to work, Rachel had found me still in the back room of the seal habitat, letting me know that Annabeth Chase had showed up. Several minutes later, she led the blonde to where I was before leaving us, alone.

"Hi Percy," Annabeth said.

"Hey," I said distractedly. "Let me just finish with Jo and Carly and I'll be right with you."

"You...you mean the seals?" Annabeth asked, confused.

"No I mean the dust particles. Of course I mean the seals!"

"You didn't need to get mad."

I shook my head, turning my attention back to the two seals. We actually had six seals here, although three were in the open ocean space and the other one was in critical care center. I turned around, facing Annabeth who was looking around slowly. I went to one of the lockers, pulling out three different sized wet suits.

"Here, go change."

"Excuse me?" Annabeth asked.

"We're going to look at the tank. Did you already forget?"

"I didn't agree to go swimming." she argued.

"How do you expect to see anything from the outside? All the important stuff is deep in the water." I said. "Most of these animals can barely swim, you'll be fine."

She gave me a look, before giving in. "Small please."

I passed her the wetsuit, pointing her in the direction of the locker room. When she came back, I myself was already changed. I helped her get into her gear, like the oxygen tank, etcetera. I gave some basic instructions, like what not to play around with and such. I climbed into the seal pool first, watching as Jo and Carly stumble away from the ripples. I made space for Annabeth to get in, hearing her screech through the earpiece as she sunk in. I couldn't help but laugh, helping her steady above the water.

"The fuck? How deep is this?" Annabeth asked, looking at me.

"Yesterday, I told you it was about ten feet." I said. "So your attached to my hip, with this rope. I gotta swim Jo into the Open Ocean, since she had difficulty navigating the tanks. Carly has to stay here, she can't swim yet."

"I don't know which is which."

Ignoring her, I said, "I'll show you how we usually get them through each exhibit. I also have to bring the dolphins in, so you'll need to help me with that."

Annabeth nodded. We went under the surface, slowly making our way to the seals. Carly approached us, with her stubby, damaged flipper flapping a lot. "Shit." Annabeth mumbled.

"Don't be scared. Carly is super friendly. She loves people." I said. I reached a hand out, grazing Carly's snout. "Alright, girl. You gotta stay here."

"Percy, she can't hear you."

"Shush." I said. Jo swam over, to the best of her ability that is.

Annabeth swam a few paces behind me as I led Jo to the bottom/back of the tank. I grabbed a hand, leaving Jo with Annabeth while I cranked it. "It works on a pulley system, seeing as its complete submerged underwater. There's a crank right there that only operates while you grasp it with two hands, so the sea creatures can't get out without someone leading them." I explained. "Don't let her swim away."

"How do I do that?"

"Show her you're friendly. Stroke her snout, how bout?"

"How bout no?"

"Why are you so scared of them? They're sick. They won't hurt you. Most of them have imprinted on the staff here. They're all gentle. Only the ones that are gonna go back into the ocean might be dangerous."

I tugged on the chord, drawing her as well as Jo to the exit. We swam though, before I turned to close the passage. "Don't you trust me?" I continued. "I'd never put you in a situation that'd endanger your life."

"I'm sorry," she said in a soft voice. "I kinda thought you hated me."

"What? Why—actually, we'll talk about it when we have an unlimited supply of oxygen."

We got about thirty minutes later, back in the seal room. I was putting the gear and tools away while Annabeth toweled off. The two dolphins, Mindy and Noah, were swimming in the tank with Carly the Seal. When I'd finished leaning up, I turned to Annabeth, who was watching me, still in the wetsuit. "Why don't you get out of that?" I asked.

"Locker room's closed." she mumbled. "Don't really want to track water through your aquarium."

"It's an aquarium. Who cares?"

"I do!"

"Okay...then just change here."

"I'd rather not."

I raised an eyebrow, reaching behind myself and pulling on the zipper. "Annabeth, we've had sex, like fifty times." I said. I slipped out of my wet suit, hanging it on a drying rack.

"That's true," she said, her voice slightly far off. "But it's been years since I last saw you—since you saw me. Plus we're working. Work."

"The wetsuit is gonna chafe your skin, your nipples, your everywhere. I bet your naked under there, which isn't good after a while."

I could feel her eyes watching me as I dried off again, before putting on a fresh tee shirt and jeans. "Could you..." she gestured vaguely to her wetsuit, indicating assistance with the wetsuit.

It was like she was holding her breath as I pulled the zipper the slick material came apart, two dark, long scars were on her lower back, close to her hip, on each side. "What's this?" I whispered.

"Work. We're working." Annabeth responded.

"But—"

She turned around, her entire upper half naked. "Later. Maybe. Not now."

I nodded, moving back to the other side of the room. "I'll be in your office." Annabeth said after draping the wet suit on the rack. I nodded, waiting to hear the door close to the seal habitat. I had dozens of questions now. I hadn't looked at her front, but those scars on her back were enough to make me question. After cleaning up, I went back to my office, finding Annabeth sitting in a guest chair, hunched over some starting sketches.

"Can we—"

"Later," she said.

"But—"

Annabeth looked up at me, frowning slightly. "I need some more details for my sketches."

"Enough about the sketches!" I snapped. "Okay, Annabeth, I know how you are. You hid the fact that you were in pain for three weeks once, and then you collapsed and had to go to the hospital. You'd rather ignore the fact that your sick and in pain so that you cans prove that your strong to god-knows who. I'm worried about you, because you have scars on your back, probably other places. Cons you just tell me? Please?"

"I..." For the first time ever, Annabeth was at a loss for words. She sighed, sitting up straighter. "That...that summer that we were together. Before I actually got there, I had gone to the doctor. In California, cause I was feeling sick. They said I had acute kidney failure. By the time I got back to California, it had progressed to chronic, to the point that I was under surveillance in the hospital for weeks. And I was alone, all the way across the country. I just...I—"

She paused, choking slightly before I realized she was crying. I sat in the chair next to her, cupping her face in my hands. She looked at me, her eyes watery and red. "I was so scared Percy." she said in a shaky voice.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

She let out a forced laugh, shaking her head. She pushed my hands away, looking out the window. "Cause your Percy Jackson. You'd drop everything and show up to be there for me. You were in school, you were working. You would've just dropped everything. I didn't want you to leave your life to come for me."

"I got really lucky," she continued. "This guy, Luke, he was a perfect match. He got me a kidney. He was nice and very funny. He helped me get my life together, which was great. It was like he was my angel."

I nodded. I could remember Luke, the guy she had dozens of pictures of on her Instagram those years ago. I didn't know that he was a kidney donor, actually. They seemed so happy together, I was sure they were dating.

"I didn't text you or call you or anything when I came back, two years ago, because I was really into sleeping with you. And...and I didn't think you'd still wanna see me."

I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"It had been so long, without one word of contact. Just leaving high and dry, I'd hate me. Plus, I had to take these immunosuppressive medications. And...it wasn't great at first. My hair was thinning and all gross and I was fat and sick and pale and it was awful." Annabeth said. "I was so mad and angry and ashamed of myself. I literally cut off all my hair, then got a razor and got it all off. And it still looks awful."

I took her hand, which had been resting on her leg. "Annabeth," I whispered, scooting closer. "You look beautiful."

She let out a sick sounding laugh, saying, "You don't have to lie."

With my other hand, I gently turned her head, to looked at me. I wiped a tear off her cheek, looking in her eyes. "You look so beautiful, Annabeth Chase. You always look beautiful, and nothing can ever change that."

Annaberh gave me a watery smile, falling against my chest slowly. She had her arms around me in a hug. I could feel her tears soaking through the material of my shirt. She pressed a soft kiss to my cheek. "I missed you," was all she said.

The next time I saw Annabeth Chase was when she brought over a more definite draft. Again, we acted as if all our previous encounters hadn't happened. Occasionally, I would add some comments about structural support end such, but other then that we didn't talk. At the end of the day, Annabeth showed me the designs, saying she'd finish it up for the final paperwork to present to the Head of the department, as well as the safety inspector.

"Hey, uh, Beth," I said before she left. She turned, raising an eyebrow.

"Hm?"

"I was just wondering...if you'd like to...maybe...get some dinner? Or something?" I asked nervously. "Not like a date or anything! Like, catching up. Like friends do."

She thought it over, taking a very long time. "Okay." she finally said. "Dinner or something...sounds nice."

I let out a nervous laugh, as did she. I've never been so awkward around Annabeth Chase before. Well it's never been like that. Usually Annabeth was all confident like and the one taking charge.

"Percy?" Annabeth asked. "Do I have to pick a place? Or do you plan on taking charge?"

"Oh. Uh...yeah." I said. "Did you drive here?"

Annabeth snorted in a very un-Annabeth-like manor, saying, "No, I walked here in the snow."

"You didn't need to be sarcastic," I said.

She left out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "My friend has my car, so I can't drive."

I nodded, starting to clear off my desk. "Okay...yeah. I mean...cool. I'll drive."

Cur awkward pause. Suddenly, Annabeth started laughing, little snorts that were so…odd…we're somewhere in there. "Your cute when your nervous." she said.

I smiled nervously, finishing with putting away my paperwork. Annabeth zipped up her bag, slinging it over her shoulder as I led her out of my office. Rachel was already gone, as was most of the staff. I went into the back room, clocking out and heading to the employ parking lot. I unlocked the car, tossing my belongings into the backseat. When I sat in my own seat, Annabeth was watching me with an amused look.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"Why are you laughing at me?"

"You're adorable, Percy."

"But why are you laughing?"

Annabeth shook her head. "Drive, dude."

"This isn't over."

Annabeth and I saw a lot of each other for the next few months. The first few weeks we mostly worked on the blueprints, getting dinner together at least once a week. Once they were approved, we had lunch in celebration. Construction closed down thay entire wing, hopefully not into the summer. We worked together with the yellow-hat guys, early mornings and late nights.

But it wasn't dating. As per usual, we didn't give what we were doing a name. It was just two childhood friends who had sex for a while hanging out. Totally not weird.

When June rolled around, Annabeth and I were in a small, locally owned diner, eating lunch.

"Hey Blondie?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"So, my boss makes me go on vacation once a year, cause I work literally all year long. So I'm not gonna be here. Around, in two weeks." I said.

"Okay." Annabeth said with a shrug.

"I'm not finished, Beth." I said. "I was going to ask if you wanted to join me. Since, cause, we've both been working real hard. And plus, we've gotta pause construction anyway. You know Anthony got hospitalized a few days ago? We gotta pause, regroup, hope for no lawsuit. All that."

"And where, or what, would we even do, on this vacation?" Annabeth asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I was planning on going to Orlando. Specifically, pay a visit to Universal Studios and Islands of Adventure. Paul's niece's aunt on the other side has a daughter who works there and always gets me like, ten dollars off."

"Well I've never actually been to Orlando, Percy Jackson. Don't know how I feel about going to Florida, just stopping work."

"It could be fun, you know. I really love it. Plus, it's a paid vacation."

"For you, it's paid. I don't even know if they give us vacation days."

I gave her a look. "That was a horrible excuse."

Annabeth smiled cheekily. "I dunno. I'm not keen on just stopping work to have fun."

"Gosh you are so boring."

Annabeth let out a light laugh. "Okay, I'll consider."

I smiled at her, returning my attention to my food. Knowing Annabeth, 'I'll consider' was basically yes. Two weeks later, Annabeth and I were getting off of our two hour flight at Orlando international airport, heading to the Plaza Hotel and Casino that was a ten minute drive from the park. We had a rental jeep, all the windows were down and that summer air was all around. Especially for Florida, it was like, hot. It was pretty crowded, the streets and the whole general area, seeing as it was summer and graduation season and all that.

I glanced at Annabeth, as she took in the scenery of the area. We were in the really populated part, the tourist center, where there were a bunch of Disney shops and such. I was pretty much driving at a snail's pace, seeing as hundreds of people were walking everywhere and I didn't want to cause an accident. We got to the Plaza about thirty minutes after we left the airport, and actually got up to our room. Due to how late we actually booked the room, there was one bed in the room.

I'm not an architecture nerd like Annabeth is, but just watching as she took it all in. I was probably gonna get an earful of it later on. But I'm not complaining. Ever since we were kids, whenever Annabeth got excited, she'd talk for hours and hours and hours. Just the political incorrectness of Finding Nemo was enough to set her off, like nine years old, for weeks. She still brings it up, sometimes. When we got to our room on the tenth floor (which was way higher then I liked), Annabeth fell back on the giant bed in the middle of the room.

"I can't believe I'm actually here." she said dreamily.

I dropped my bag on the long couch on the wall, taking a seat on said couch. "It's so beautiful. Oh my god, it must have taken ages to get the structure just right, to be so perfectly sculpted and painted and decorated and—"

"Annabeth, take a breath."

Annabeth let out a nervous laugh, probably blushing. "Sorry. It's just so beautiful."

I got off of the couch, moving to lay on the bed next to her. We were in practical silence, the only sound being that of other people outside of the hotel, on the floor pool, out in the hall. I nearly fell asleep, just laying on the giant, comfortable bed. I felt Annabeth poke my ribs, making me squirm away slightly.

"Don't fall asleep," she whispered. I looked at her, seeing a small smile on her face.

"But what if I'm tired?"

"I wanna see the parks."

"They're closing in like, an hour. We'll get nowhere. Plus, our tickets aren't good until tomorrow." I said. "You seem really happy."

"I am. I can't believe you took me to Orlando, Percy."

I turned on my side, facing Annabeth more directly. I could feel her thumb drawing circles on the back of my hand. "I'll take you anywhere, Beth."

She smiled, watching as I slowly took her hand in mine. "So what do we do today?" Annabeth asked quietly.

"We could…lay here. Until morning." I suggested.

Annabeth laughed lightly. She scooted closer. She was a little shorter then me, so since we were just laying casually, her forehead was level with just under my nose.

"Just…lay here?" Annabeth asked.

"Mhm."

I could feel her free hand under my tee shirt. Now I'm not saying I haven't had sex in ten years. That'd be ridiculous. But knowing it was, again Annabeth, someone who I have such a close relationship with from so long ago, and now, that's what made it feel so different.

"Doing nothing?" Annabeth asked.

"We could…we could do something." I said in a shaky voice. I could feel her hand getting lower.

"Something, huh?" She was most definitely mocking me.

"Uh...uh huh."

"Percy?" By now, her fingers were in my shorts, slowly going lower.

"Hm?"

"I think now would be a good time to kiss me."

We held out for as long as we could. Longest I'd spent with her, post-puberty, before any sex. I mean, six months? That's freakin' great. The moment our lips met, it was like all that time, those ten years, the six months, all of it was never there. She was cradling my jaw in her hand, her lips moving slowly against mine. She swung a leg over my midsection, straddling me as she bit my lower lip. I was hesitant to hold her like I would have, which she clearly noticed. She pulled back, leaving barely three inches between us.

"Why aren't you touching me?" she demanded, out of breath.

"I don't…I just…" I gestured vaguely to her waist.

"Huh?" she asked. "I mean, if you don't want to do...this...this sex thing...I—"

"No!" I exclaimed. "I mean…I don't want to hurt you."

"Fuck, you are way sweeter then I deserve."

In a second, her lips were on mine again, her hand resting on my chest. I reached up and under her, pushing my fingers into the waistband of her jean-shorts, tugging on the elastic of her panties. I moved down, unbuttoning and unzipping her shorts before sliding them down her legs. She raised her legs, aiding me in taking off her shorts. I reached under her shirt, unclasping her bra. She sat up, pulling her shirt over her head before taking off her bra. She bent over me again. I could feel her hands roaming under my shirt, up my abdomen, tugging lightly on my nipples, while she grinding her panty-clad snatch over my completely covered dick. I groaned, feeling as she trailed kisses along my jaw and down my neck. She sat up, pulling my shirt up and off of my body.

"Di immortales," she muttered. "You are still so sexy, Jackson."

I smirked, rubbing her ass soothingly. "Oh, sexy huh?"

"Mmm, yeah. You look delicious, babe." Annabeth moaned. She unbuttoned my shorts, tugging them down, as well as my boxers, enough to expose my semi-erect cock. "You know how long I've been waiting for this?"

I moaned as she rubbed my dick. "Mmm, how long?"

"Ten years, six months, two days, nine hours, twenty three minutes, and fourteen—" she glanced at the clock on the wall. "Sixteen seconds."

I grinned, pulling her down for another kiss. She managed to push my pants and boxers off and onto the ground, while managing to continue to pump and pull on my cock, making it rock hard. Suddenly, Annabeth pulled away, breathing deeply as her eyes searched my face. She smiled softly, blowing a loose curl out of her face. "You ready? I mean like, really ready?" she asked.

"Hell yes."

"No turning back." she warned.

"You tryina talk me outta this?"

She shrugged. She sat up, getting her panties off. I sat up, moving back to rest my back on the head board. "I would've thought you'd have a girlfriend, be married, something." Annabeth said as she crawled up the bed.

I shrugged this time. "Or, maybe your Mom'd have married you off." Annabeth said.

"Nope."

"Step-cousin, even. What happened to her?"

"Hey, less talking, more fucking."

Annabeth let out a sweet-sounding laugh. "Did you bring a condom?" she asked.

"Did you bring a condom?" I countered. She playfully slapped my chest.

"Don't repeat my question. I am not going to get a disease from you, Jackson. You know I'm taking immunosuppressants."

"I don't know what those do. Something with the immune system?" I asked.

"Reduce the—"

"I'm bored." I whined. "Sex?"

She crawled off of me, walking across the room to her suitcase. She moved with a bounce in her step, teasing me as she fished a pack of conforme out of her backpack. She threw the box at me, folding her arms over her chest.

"What're you staring at, Jackson?" she asked, an eyebrow raised.

"That nice ass, that's all the way over there instead of bouncing on my lap."

She purred, walking slowly across the room. "I think I might reconsider wanting to sleep with you if you don't get that condom on."

I managed to get the box opened and a condom out, fumbling to get it on. The only reason I beat Annabeth was because she was walking slow, very much on purpose. She climbed back on the bed, straddling my waist as she sunk down on my cock. She started to ride slowly at first, grinding down from base to tip, and then back again. She continued with that pattern, occasionally swiveling and grinding down against me. Her blonde curls bounced around as she rode me, panting and moaning lowly. I leaned forward, press a searing kiss to the valley between her breasts. She moaned at the touch, as I sucked and nibbled on her left boob, making my way to her pink nipple, rolling the engorged nub between my lips.

"Oh fuck!" Annabeth cried as she came hard, her body quivering slightly.

I could feel the continuous clench and release of her pussy, vibrating around my cock as her slick juices rolled onto my balls, causing me to mean lowly. I continued to suck on her nipple, shallowly thrusting my cock in and out of her as she came hard. When the orgasm rolled over and passed, I released her nipple as she slumped forward, resting her forehead on my own. She was breathing hard, her eyes closed as she caught her breath. I held her under her arms, rolling over on the bed to hover over her. She let out a startled gasp, looking at me with wide eyes. I smirked slightly.

"All good?"

She nodded weakly, still panting from her recent orgasm. "God, I missed you Percy."

"We've got a week to just relax and fuck all we want," i reminded her.

I leaned down, capturing her open mouth in a kiss, causing her to moan sweetly. I held her jaw with one hand, using the other to stroke my cock slowly up her glistening slit. She continued to moan sweetly as I trailed kisses down her jaw, sucking hard enough to leave bruises. Slowly, I pushed the head of my dick into her, causing her to gasp. I fucked two more orgasms out of her before I came myself.

The next morning at precisely ten in the morning, I woke up to the mildly annoying sound of my alarm. I reached over, picking up my phone and turning it off. With a groan, I blinked a couple of times, stretching my arms, only to find that there was a heavy weight on one of my arms. I looked over, finding a frizzy head of blonde curls filling my vision. Annabeth was snuggled up to my side, pretty much sound asleep. Unfortunately, my arm was totally numb. I used my free hand to nudge her off of me, making her stir.

"What?" she grumbled.

"Get up, Blondie," I said.

"Tired," she mumbled. "More...sleep."

"We're going to Universal today."

"Not a good reason to wake up," she pointed out.

I poked her shoulder. "C'mon. We're going on a date today!"

She opened an eye, looking up at me. "A date? I don't recall agreeing to this?"

"Well...uh...I mean—"

Annabeth giggled, punching my shoulder. "You are and always have been a dork." she said. "So this theme park thing is a date?"

"If you want it to be?"

She sat up on the bed, the blanket falling off of her shoulders and exposing her bare chest. She stretched her arms out, letting out a satisfied groan as her back cracked. She turned, looking st me with a furrowed brow. "Stop smirking." she said. "Tell me what we're doing on this date."

"The park is already open and doesn't close for twelve more hours." I said. "We get dressed and all, get some breakfast from the classy buffet downstairs since apparently this is a classy hotel. Then, we head on over to the parks. I was thinking we start at Islands of Adventure, eat something in the park." I shrugged.

She frowned slightly. "I'm surprised there's no sex in the equation."

"No sex on the first date. Who does that!" I exclaimed dramatically, sitting up myself.

"Right." she agreed. "You did it before, way before. Like, a million times."

/

"We literally had sex last night!"

It had been several hours since the previous discussion. I was surprised she was still talking about it, especially after just getting off of Dr. Doom's Fear Fall.

"Annabeth, what the heck is wrong with you?" I asked with a laugh so she knew I was joking. "My guts are still at the top of that ride, trying to catch up to the rest of me. You're over hear, talking 'bout something from this morning."

"Get used to it, Seaweed Brain."

"Oh, Seaweed Brain? Where'd that come from?"

"Thought of it a while ago," Annabeth explained. "At the Aquarium, when you had literal seaweed in your hair and didn't notice for a good two hours."

We both laughed at the memory, walking through the slightly crowded park. "I'm hungry, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said.

"This gonna be a thing now?" I asked.

She smiled, giggling as we walked. "Why, yes it is. Now, get me food, slave."

"I am not your slave!"

"You brought me here, drove me around, you are most definitely my slave." She went behind me, jumping on my back. "Mush, slave!"

We both laughed practically the whole way to the restaurant. I 'galloped' to The Incredible Hulk Coaster (rights reserved). "What are we doing here? I'm hungry. I need food in my tum tum." Annabeth demanded.

"It is unwise to go on this after lunch, Beth," I pointed out.

"And what if you puke?" she asked. She jumped off my back, walking around to stand in front of me.

"What if I puke? What if you puke?" I countered. "Are you scared, Chase?"

She scoffed, making me smirk proudly. Annabeth Chase was never one to back down from a challenge. "I want the outside seat. First one to puke buys lunch."

"Want a puking challenge?" Annabeth nodded. "Let's go on Dragon Challenge then. You don't understand how many times Jason has puked on it. My mom literally tells us not to go on because we always get sick."

"You come here with your mom and Jason?" Annabeth asked. We started heading over to the Harry Potter section.

"Usually." I admitted. "But don't worry about it. Both of them have been pestering me to take you out somewhere nice. Literally. The day I even mentioned your name it was all 'ask out annabeth' 'you'd make such cute babies' 'I would like to see my grandchildren before I die, Percy.' And Jason was no better."

Annabeth let out a little giggle before falling silent. "So you told your mom about me? Er—us, I mean. Yeah."

"I'm Percy Jackson. I tell my mom everything." I said. "Except, that time in the closet. I still haven't even told Jason about it. I was there when he was cleaning, it was hilarious."

"And why was it so hilarious?" Annabeth asked curiously.

"There was dried cum everywhere and it reeked of sex for days." I said with a laugh, making Annabeth crack a smile.

"But...you—you talk about me with your mom." It wasn't a question this time.

"It may be surprising, but I do need girl advice at this great ol' age of twenty-nine." I said. "Mom is like, more in love with you then me."

OH shit. Ooooh shit.

"I mean—sure—like...you and me and—I didn't mean—"

"Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said fondly. "You need to shut up. I mean, I am totally awesome and incredibly lovable."

"Most people just say 'I love you too'," I mumbled.

"I'll let you know while I watch you puke your guts out."

Annabeth is so weird.

We stood in front of the long line of Dragon Challenge now. Being the great host that I am, I chose the Fire dragon. It was exceptionally exciting screaming our asses off. We all know that underneath all that toughness, Annabeth is a big ole softy, and was totally scared the entire time. By the time we got off, we were both looking a little worse for wear. We found a surprisingly empty table, sitting at it to collect our...everythings.

"That was…"

"Yeah." I agreed.

Annabeth let out a breathless laugh. "I just want to lay and die."

"Oh god, I feel like my insides are now my outsides." I groaned.

Annabeth smiled softly, leaning her head against my shoulder. I felt her fingers tangle with my own. "This is nice, Percy." she whispered. "This is great, really."

I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Yeah. You're really cute, my lovely date."

In response, Annabeth belched loudly. "Shit, sorry. Excuse me." she said.

I smile, although she couldn't see it. "I didn't realize perfect Annabeth burped."

"Why do you always refer to me as 'Perfect Annabeth' anyway?"

I shrugged. "You were always that kid teachers would use as an example." I explained. "Annabeth is always finished with her work. Annabeth did the homework. Annabeth ran the mile in under seven minutes. Annabeth is dyslexic and ADHD and is in all honors. And I mean all of those in the best way, you know. Your just so perfect. Smart, pretty, athletic. The only thing that even ruined it was that time in the closet."

"The closet was when you started to question it?" Annabeth asked disbelievingly.

"Yeah. And then you went right back to being perfect. And then you came back and we literally spent a whole summer fucking, which was great. And then you were gone, back to being perfect. And your still perfect."

"Why is it when we sleep together I'm out of the 'perfect' thing?"

"It was the closet situation." I explained. "It was just so unexpected. Especially since we weren't even in the same social circle then, and you had called dibs on fucking me."

Annabeth let out a laugh. "I can't believe you still remember that."

"I have impecable memory." I stated, making her laugh harder.

"You're a dork, Jackson."

After that vacation time away, Annabeth and I spent a lot of our free time behaving as a normal couple. We went on dates, always hung out, even when we weren't working on redesigns. Once redesigns did finish and she was back to her office, we had less time together, but we still found time. Normal couple activities included like, no sex. It was pretty rough to not have any sex, but we both managed to hold out for as long as possible.

"Two weeks in not long," Jason interrupted.

I gave him a glare. "Don't interrupt the story."

"What more is there even?" Jason asked. "You two are engaged now."

Annabeth nodded beside me. "That is true. The story is basically over."

"I just can't believe you ruined my closet."

"Get over it. That was nearly ten years ago." I said.

"We've gotten over it." Annabeth added.

"I got kicked outta the house!"

"Jason, no one cares." I said.

"Literally though," Annabeth added. "Come on, Percy, we've gotta get to the cake tasting."

We both stood up, as did Jason, walking with us to the front door. "See you later, Jason."

A/N: Yay! There is one more chapter, after this. But did you get it? The first three chapters were just Percy telling a story to Jason. Get it? Tell me what you think!

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