A series in which the seven demigods look together at a photo album containing all their memories together. Spoilers for Mark of Athena!

Points of view will alternate between all of them.

The seven of them were sitting in a big circle on the floor of Jason's praetor house. Piper was sitting close to Jason, holding hands. Hazel and Frank were sitting together too, with Leo sitting beside Hazel. As for Annabeth, Percy was beside her, his arm around her shoulders.

One year had passed since the giant war. Gaea had finally been defeated with the help of the gods. The final showdown had been terrifying and spectacular; Annabeth knew that she would never be able to forget the way that Percy had taken down the last giant.

It was already dark outside, but in the praetor's house it was warm and bright. Annabeth felt safe and warm in Percy's arms. She smiled as she glanced at him. Who would have thought that she would come to love Camp Jupiter this much?

Percy smiled and kissed her on the cheek. He looked happy to be back at the Roman camp after a month at Camp Half-Blood. It had been a busy month; Annabeth with her architecture courses and planning, and Percy teaching sword-fighting classes and working his summer job at the beach.

After the war, the seven demigods had split up. Jason was praetor at Camp Jupiter, and Piper was staying with him. Frank and Hazel were also at the Roman camp. Percy and Annabeth had returned to Camp Half-Blood, but occasionally they would switch and stay at the other camp for a few weeks. Leo was also perfectly at home in Camp Half-Blood, where he was still inventing and tinkering around all day.

"Hey, guys!" Leo, ADHD as he was, was staring around the house. He had picked up a large, brown leather book. "Remember this?"

Piper laughed. "Gods, Leo. You wouldn't put that camera down."

Leo grinned and flashed a thumbs-up sign. "It was worth it. Look at these pictures!" He flipped open the book, revealing pages of photographs. Each page had two pictures, showing photographs of the demigods.

Everyone except Jason laughed at the first picture. "Oh, gods." He groaned.

Leo had crept into each of the guy's rooms aboard the Argo II early in the morning and snapped a picture of them, asleep in their beds. "You are so creepy," Frank had said that morning, when Leo showed them the pictures.

In the photograph, Jason was lying in his bed, under the covers. His Roman-ness was showing; his sheets were neat, even as he slept. His blonde hair, because it was cropped and short, looked like it usually did. The only thing - his mouth was open, as he was clearly in a deep slumber.

Leo punched Jason's arm. "You should look like that more often." Piper was laughing and she kissed Jason's cheek. "I agree. It's cute."

Jason rolled his eyes, but he was trying not to smile. "Let's move on."

Annabeth leaned forward to see the next picture. She stopped in surprise as she saw it, feeling her cheeks turn red. Next to her, she felt Percy laugh. Everyone else grinned, shooting them a look. Hazel still looked scandalized, even though it had happened a year ago.

Leo had snapped a picture of Annabeth and Percy coming back up on deck, Frank behind them, after the night they had spent together in the engine room. Hazel, in the background, was staring at them in horror, fanning her face.

"Busted!" Frank pointed at Percy.

Annabeth's hair was messy and tangled in the picture, and her cheeks were bright red as everyone stared at them. She looked defensive and was obviously about to clarify what had really happened during the night - or what hadn't, actually. Percy, on the other hand, was rolling his eyes. His black hair was even messier than usual, but he didn't seem to care. His expression said: Really, guys. Really?

Hazel shook her head. "Coach Hedge didn't like that."

Percy grinned. "Remember he wanted to tie bells around our necks so we didn't do that again?"

"I can't believe it's been a year since all that happened," Annabeth said, shaking her head. "Time went by so fast."

"I know," Percy half-smiled. "It's crazy. But it's nice to have some peace for a change."

"You're seventeen now, Percy." Annabeth gazed at him, touching his cheek. He was as handsome as ever, with his tanned skin and sea-green eyes. "And we were twelve when we met. It's just..." She didn't know how to put it in words.

Percy fixed that. He kissed her, as if there was no one else in the room. And even if there were...Annabeth wouldn't care.