Wow. Just wow.

Um, not sure if you guys remember me, but I'm Ivanova, the author of this story. When I last posted a chapter, in NOVEMBER 26TH, my Grandmother had just died and I was distraught.

I'm sorry that I've had such a long break from writing, I just need time to heal and recover. And I've had that time now, and I feel a lot better about things. I've struggled writing this chapter, but I am so happy I've FINALLY finished it. I have to say, this chapter spreads little happiness or joy. It's kind of the beginning of the end, something we all knew was coming, but didn't really want to happen. There is about two chapters left of this story, that is if I push it. I know the last chapter will be especially hard for me to write.

I don't think I've told you about this, but I sing. Apparently I'm not bad either, but because I enjoy it, on the 22nd of April, I'm singing at my school's talent showcase, I'm doing it with my best friend Katie and we're singing the duet "I feel pretty / unpretty" from Glee. My friend is doing Quinn's part, and I'm attempting to sing Rachel's. I don't know if there is any gleeks out there (IF SO, GOOO YOU! If not, sorry for prattling on about Glee), I've got rather into Glee at the moment. Which may or may not be because I may be possibly, slightly, maybe, just developing and tiny crush on the most perfect guy ever, Darren Criss. It's embarrassing to admit that because I'll never meet him, but it's true. I'm in love with Glee, Starkid and all his youtube videos. Anyway, back to the point! I was hoping people would wish me luck for my showcase? I know I'm going to need it!

Also, I have an upcoming holiday to egypt! :D I go on the 29th of April, and come back on the 5th. Hopefully, my holiday will inspire me to write, and since I am taking my laptop I shall have a lot written on the 5 hour plane journey's there and back! I hope I can update soon, but I may not be updating till April, I am very sorry about the long waits.

So, I'd like to say a quick MERRY LATE CHRISTMAS, HAPPY LATE NEW YEAR, and a HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY to myself (If you can't remember from last year, I celebrate my birthday on February 12th). Well, I have come a long way since I first started this story, it's hard to believe this was almost never shared with you guys. This is pretty much the first price of work I've ever wrote and come close to completing. And you want to know why?

It's because of you guys.

It is because of the people who take the time from their busy lives to read this story, to review this story and to support, help and guide me. Without you guys, this story would not have gotten anywhere, it would have been discarded with the over hundreds of files on my computer. So, to the people who have stuck with this story all this time, this is for you :)

I MEAN, YOU GUYS GAVE ME 700 REVIEWS. SEVEN HUNDRED. OH MY GOSH! I am the ENVY of all my friends :) It feels so awesome.

So yes. I would like to thank every single one of you VERY much. Here's the latest chapter, I hope you enjoy, even though it's kind of hard.

Annabeth knew she had made a promise, and to this date Annabeth had never made a promise that she could not keep. However now was the only time Annabeth ever considered going against her work and breaking the promise she had made to Poseidon. At the time, it has seemed the right, almost honourable and noble thing to do. However, now Annabeth felt worse than ever. She had only been out of hospital three days but the pointed looks Poseidon has been giving her reminded Annabeth that she did not belong with the Jacksons. Annabeth knew Poseidon was desperate to see her gone, and to be honest she could not blame him. The reason why everything happened was her fault, Annabeth made the mistakes and if it was not for her they would not be in this mess. Annabeth knew that the easiest way to eliminate the problem would be to eliminate her, and that is how they got to where they were now.

Of course, Annabeth had wondered about coming clean and telling everything to Percy. It was the first answer that tended to come to mind when she thought about things, but yet every time Annabeth found flaws in the plan. Annabeth knew Percy to well, if she was to tell him everything that had happened, he would be mad at Luke and Ares. Even though she had not seen him mad many times, Percy was headstrong and was irrational and impossible to reason with while angry. Percy would go after Luke and Ares, and Annabeth knew Percy would wind up being hurt. And that was the last thing she wanted.
The only reason why Annabeth was going through with this was to keep him safe. If the tables were turned, Annabeth knew Percy would do the same for her. Leaving was the last thing she wanted to do, but if it was the only way how Percy would not get hurt, Annabeth would take it.

But that did not make it easy. The stress was causing Annabeth to lose sleep, her skin had become deathly pale, she was now supporting bags under her eyes and even though Annabeth was never a thin girl before, but the stress had made her loose so much weight she was beginning to be able to count her ribs. Also, Annabeth was unable to concentrate or focus, she had isolated herself off from everyone around her, including Percy, and she could not help feeling overwhelmed by everything.

It wasn't much surprising when Annabeth stumbled upon Percy in his room later, words leaving her mouth before she could think.

"Percy? I… We need to talk." Annabeth bit her lip, silently cursing herself. Percy was sitting at his desk, working on something, homework Annabeth presumed. However, when she spoke his head snapped up imminently, his mouth hanging open for a few seconds. Annabeth wasn't sure, but she felt as if he somehow already knew what this was about. Either way, she ignored the nagging sensation in the back of her mind wandering further into the room, and perching on the edge of a chair that was near Percy.
"Um…" A worried look cast across Percy's face as he brought a hand up to nervously scratch the back of his neck. "Sure." Annabeth moved further into his room, her breath hitching in the back of her throat as she sat on the corner of Percy's bed as he turned to face her.

Annabeth could feel something wrenching in her gut. This was it, the thing that Annabeth had been dreading for so long something which she had almost managed to convince herself would never come. The end.

Nausea clouded Annabeth's thoughts for a second as she squeezed her eyes shut. Her throat was dry and scratchy, as if it did not want to allow her to speak. She allowed herself a few seconds on why she was doing this, to help him.

"I can't do this any longer." Annabeth whispered, her breathing shallow. Percy's face showed no emotion, as he scrunched up his face slightly in confusion.

"You can't do what?" He asked, displaying that he wasn't sure what Annabeth was saying. Annabeth cursed under her breath slightly, she knew Percy could be oblivious sometimes, but she had been hoping that now he would understand. Clearly, the Gods were not working in her favour.

"I mean… This." Annabeth repeated, slightly louder as her voice cracked slightly because she was straining to keep her emotions steady. However, Percy still sported the same, haunting cute confused look.

"Meaning?" Percy questioned, he had only 2 slightly begun to understand what Annabeth was saying, but he didn't believe it was so. It couldn't be, things were fine between them just a few days ago.

"Everything, Percy I can't do this anymore. I can't stay here, not with you." The war of her emotions that were raging against each other inside of her had barely begun, and yet Annabeth could feel nausea creeping in.

"With me?" He repeated, to which he was rewarded with a deep sigh from Annabeth, which he presumed was for parroting her.

"I can't be us anymore Percy, it's too hard." Annabeth kept her head titled away from Percy, she didn't want to look at him, not now.

"Hard?" Percy echoed, and Annabeth felt something small inside of her break.
"Stop repeating everything I say!" She snapped, instantly regretting her words. Annabeth had thought about using the hate approach, but she did not want Percy to hate her. Annabeth didn't think Percy would be able to hate her, anymore that she could hate him. Even if they both had to go their separate ways for now, that did not mean that Annabeth would ever stop loving him. Annabeth had vowed to herself that one day, she would find Percy again.

"But how can this be hard? Annabeth, I don't understand." Percy tried to reason, leading Annabeth to make the mistake of looking at him. Almost as soon as she saw the expression on his face, she had to look away. In one glimpse, she had never seen him look so… hurt.

"I don't want to be with you anymore." Annabeth told him, standing up suddenly. The rush of blood to the head made a dizzy Annabeth stumble, but before she knew what was happening Percy was by her side, and had grabbed onto her arm in an attempt to steady her. The second she was balanced again Annabeth realised that Percy still had a hold of her, and stepped back pulling herself from his grasp.

Annabeth could still feel the ghosting touch of Percy's hand on her arm, but she looked up at Percy again, she tried to ignore the way her breath caught in the back of her throat, rendering her unable to breathe or think for a few seconds.

"You don't mean that." Percy told her, making it sound as if it was more of a statement than a question. Yet, even so Annabeth could hear the uncertainty in his low voice. Closing her eyes, she gasped trying to fill her lungs.

"Percy, don't make this any harder for me." Annabeth whispered warningly, squeezing her already shut eyes together.

"I won't." Percy promised, before stepping forward and closing the small gap that had been between the couple, taking the opportunity to grasp Annabeth's small hands with his own. Annabeth didn't try and pull away from him, but she didn't say anything either, she knew Percy was waiting. It wasn't till she looked up, and Percy's green eyes met the gaze of her grey orbs before he continued.

"When you tell me the truth."

That small sentence made Annabeth feel as if someone had just punched her in the gut. For a guy who could be pretty oblivious at the best of times, she had forgotten that Perseus Jackson was actually smart. However, Annabeth knew that smart wasn't the only thing Percy was. He was also a fighter, who stood up for what he believed in and loved. Even though she had hoped for this case, it would not be true, despite her not wanting him to, Annabeth knew Percy would fight for her now.

Annabeth sighed, her eyes returning down to the floor, hoping to the Gods that she would not go to the underworld for lying.

"And what makes you think that I'm not telling the truth?" Annabeth questioned, her voice high and pitchy.

"Because," When Percy spoke, his voice was steadier and calmer than before as if he was more sure of himself this time around.
"You can't look me in the eyes." A small gasp left Annabeth's mouth as she silently cursed herself. She was supposed to be intelligent, how could she have not realised the first, simplest mistake liars make? This time, Annabeth forced herself to stare at Percy. His eyes immediately met his. Percy recognised the look of determination on her face, but he raised an eyebrow almost challengingly, daring her to prove him wrong.

"Percy, I…" Annabeth could feel her hands shaking as she attempted to finish the sentence, but found herself looking away, biting her lip and mumbling curses under her breath.

"You can't say it, can you?" Percy's tone was gentle, he knew that he had won. He pulled Annabeth towards him, carefully wrapping her arms around her as she broke down sobbing onto his chest. Annabeth couldn't keep this up any longer.

"Why would you want to say that? Annabeth, you can talk to me, what is going on? Why are you doing this?"

"Because, I love you." Annabeth whispered, finally speaking the truth. Not knowing what else to say or do, Annabeth fiercely pressed her lips against Percy's, pushing him back.

When Percy awoke a few hours later, he knew Annabeth was gone. He didn't need to get up and look around the mansion to know that every trace of her was gone. Something in the back of his mind had told him and after the small exchange they had last night, he was almost sure that she was going to leave anyway. However a part of him wished that he had changed her mind, or convinced her to stay. There was something going on, something that Percy did not know about. He knew that at the least, but Percy had no clue what it was or how to help Annabeth and stop it.

Uh oh...

Yeah. PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I LIKE TO HAVE MY HEAD IN ONE PIECE.

I know the last chapter had you guys confused, so I tried to explain more in this chapter. If you did not understand, I'll do a quick Q & A session at the end of the last chapter, eh? But save your questions till then!

I hope this is okay, I desperately wanted to get this up, so I ran a quick grammar and spell checker though this, but there still might be some mistakes. Could you please tell me if you spot anyway?

Either way, I hope you enjoyed, I love you all very much.

Till next time,

~BabyYou'reAllThatIWant