Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. If I did, Percachel would so be canon.

Right, this is a PERCACHEL fic. If you don't like the pairing, don't bother to read it. Simple as that. :-) Enjoy, all you PQ Percabeth shippers. Sorry about not updating in so long, I've been busy.

OH! And ya'all should love me because I wrote to the FF staff and got a new character option for "Rachel D.". ^_^

"You what?" I couldn't have heard him right. I stared, wide eyed, at Percy. He blushed, and muttered something incomprehensible.

"I...um...you heard me the first time."

Could it be? Is that what he really said? Maybe, just maybe-does Percy feel the same way?

"I-" he paused. "love you, Rachel."

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I was stunned.

Percy glanced up from the floor long enough to see the look on my face. "Just forget I ever said anything, okay?" He turned around and started for the door, but I grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him back.

"NO!" I yelled. Other people nearby turned to stare. I quickly lowered my voice. "No, don't go! I was just...shocked. I always thought you liked Annabeth."

"I do, but only in a friend way," Percy mumbled. His face was bright red.

I studied his face, looking for a hint of levity or teasing, and finding none.

He was serious?

Oh, gods. What was I supposed to say?! What was I supposed to say?!

Thankfully, Percy interrupted my mini freak-out. "Um, I think my mom's going to be here in a few minutes. Want to go outside?"

"Sure," I answered automatically, my mind elsewhere. Oh, wow, Annabeth's going to flip when she finds out.

Don't get me wrong, I liked Annabeth. (Sort of...) She was an okay person, but she had always treated me coolly. I was pretty sure that the reason for this was because of Percy.

I glanced at the dark haired boy. He was smiling and humming to himself as we walked out of the school to stand on the front steps. I grinned. He's so cute...

The moon was full, and the stars shone brightly, a rarity in New York. Percy and I both gazed up at them.

"Hi, Artemis," he muttered under his breath, a reminder of the fact that neither of us were what you'd call normal.

I snapped my head back to stare at Percy. "Do you think this could work?" I asked suddenly. "You're a half-blood, and I can see through the Mist."

Percy thought for a second, face turned serious. "I don't know," he finally replied. Then he paused. "But I do know that I really do like you, and I'll do everything I can to make it work."

I grinned again. "Ha. That's the cheesiest thing I've ever heard."

"Oh, come on," he joked. "It doesn't make you feel good or anything?"

We were both laughing when Percy's mother pulled in. She waved us over, and Percy and I both got inside.

I saw her surreptitiously glance at us in the mirror. "So, how did it go?"

"Fine," I answered quickly. "Thanks for volunteering to take me home; that's really nice of you!"

"Ah, glad to hear it." Sally smiled benevolently and turned onto the street that would eventually lead us to my house.

When she pulled into the large driveway, I quickly unfastened my seatbelt and jumped out. "Thanks again!" I called. Giving them one last smile, I headed up to the entranceway.

Before swinging open the door, I turned around once more, glancing back at the car. Percy waved like crazy when he saw me looking, and smiled. My heart gave an odd sort of jump, and I smiled back.

"Bye," I whispered, before moving inside the house and swinging the door shut.

The interior was dark, a sign that my parents again weren't home, but I didn't care. My mouth open in a silent scream of happiness, I threw myself into the nearest chair. Ohmygodsohmygodsohmygodsohmygods.

Jeesh, Rachel. You're acting like...such a teenager! an inner voice scowled.

So? I'm allowed to sometimes.

Without making a conscious decision to go there, I found myself standing in the room my parents had allowed me for an art space. I reached for a blank canvas, some brushes and some paint. Then I started to paint, and for the next hour or so, all was bliss.

Please, feel free to flame (unless, that is, it's a revenge flame. Then you should use a PM.). I enjoy reading irritated reviews. :D

Also, for those waiting for an update on "Omitted Scenes aka Everything RR Didn't Tell Us", you'll be waiting a while longer. Apologies, but my humor muse seems to have deserted me for the time being.

Have a nice day!

~Aish Sheva