Prologue

Percy isn't even sure how this happened. One moment, they were the best, happiest, closest demigod couple ever, to be married in the summer, then next, Annabeth is yelling at him and he's yelling back and there are tears in her eyes and then suddenly, it's over. It's all over.

He doesn't even say goodbye, just walks out and slams the door.

He stands at the beach for a while, just thinking. Just wondering how his life had even gotten so bad so quickly. He didn't even remember why they were fighting. He just knew he had hurt her harder than anyone else in her life had. And she hurt him too.

Percy is already knee-deep in the water before he realizes that his face is wet, and he's shaking. He doesn't make a sound, but anyone would know that he was crying. Percy slips underwater silently, where no one could notice the tears.

Percy is still in limbo, walking and swimming around aimlessly, when Rainbow appears. Percy looks at him with un-seeing eyes, wordlessly climbs onto his back, and holds on until they reach his father's palace.

Although many are watching him, talking to him, leading him to his father, it is Poseidon's voice that cuts through the muffle in Percy's ears and sends him into the present.

"Are you all right, son?" Poseidon repeats. Percy tries to send him a look of disbelief, but it seems like the only one he can give is one full of remorse. Poseidon sighs and his face softens. "It happens to all couples, Percy." He said gently. "Some can make it through, others can't. But Percy, you're welcome to stay here for as long as you want." Poseidon gets up and puts and arm around Percy. He leads him to his new bedroom, but leaves before he can hear Percy's sobs into the pillow, or the ring thrown against the wall opposite.

Percy wakes up, like always, when the sunlight, shaky and not at all like it is on the surface, hit his face. Like always, he pretends he didn't even think of the surface, didn't think of his life above. He pretends he didn't look to his left and look for the blonde that wasn't ever going to be there again.

He takes a few minutes to compose himself, putting up the mask of happiness and emotion. No need for anyone to worry, as they had the first few weeks of Percy's 'temporary' stay, when Percy was depressed from the break-up.

Percy glides over to his calendar, the only thing that was specifically his in his room. He crosses off the day before, because he had made it through the night, and notes that it had been exactly three months. Percy pushes the thought away as soon as it comes, though, and then glides out to start another day.

Sometimes he feels it was too easy to take up the job of his father's personal assistant, to hand Grover the ring and leather necklace and turn away, never to see his friend again. Sometimes he feels it was too easy to accept the immortality that was offered to make his new life official.

Hey! Let's pretend I meant for this all to happen, okay? In truth, this was gonna be a one-shot of them breaking up and possibly getting back together... Okay, I had no idea where it was gonna go, but here it is, so I hope you like it! Tell me what you think! I'll try to write more and update on this one. :)