AN: Bon Appetit.

The procession started, and the first groomsman and bridesmaid came walking down the isle.

I took a deep, shaky breath as the realization hit me. This was really happening. We we're really getting married.

Phew.

Gods above, thank you. Thank you for not tearing us apart. Thank you.

Phew.

I – I just…I'm…I am so…happy that we're finally going to be husband and wife.

Phew.

The groomsman and bridesmaid reached the altar and split to each side as the second pair made their way up the isle. As they took their time to get up here, I started to flash back. I could see in my mind's eye the first time I ever saw her. Her blonde was hair framing her face. She was spoon-feeding me nectar after I'd fought the Minotaur and lost Mom. She'd looked so pretty that night. Then again, she's always looked like the most beautiful woman in the world to me.

Phew.

Grover and Thalia, the best man and maid of honor, appeared at the beginning of the isle.

Phew.

I start remembering all the moments she and I have shared after that first night. I think about all the happy times we experienced and the all times that were made better only because she was there next to me. Then there were those terrifyingly scary moments when I thought I'd lost her. But we had made it thorough all of that. We had survived Titans, Gods, redheads, and our own bickering to reach this day, this moment.

Phew.

Grover and Thalia got up to the altar. They flashed me a couple of congratulatory grins, and split to each side.

Phew.

The Muses started playing a beautiful melody to announce my bride's arrival.

Phew.

Oh, gods. She was beautiful. Annabeth, my Annabeth, looked absolutely gorgeous. There were no words that I could use to fully explain just how beautiful she looked in her wedding dress. She was just… the image of perfection.

Phew.

She saw me and I let all the joy I felt at that moment show in the smile I flashed her. She returned it with a radiant one of her own. Her eyes were sparkling with bliss, happy that at long last it would be official: we would be together for the rest of our lives.

Phew.

There was no one else in the room as she walked towards me. Not her father walking her down the isle; not our close friends acting as groomsmen and bridesmaids; not our families, or acquaintances; no Greek gods. It was just her and me. We held each other's gaze, smiling with pure undiluted joy as she took step after step towards me.

Phew.

She reached the altar.

Phew.

I took her hand in mine, and she took one more step. We both stood, side by side, in front of the minister, holding hands, reveling in the exquisite knowledge that our life as husband and wife would soon begin.

Phew.

"Dearly beloved," the minister began, "We are gathered here on this day, under the sight of God, to witness the joining of Perseus Jackson and Annabeth Chase. They understand love, have found it within each other, and now choose to make cement their love for all eternity…" He went on and on for a few more minutes talking about virtue and who-knows-what-else. I was sneaking glances at Annabeth, admiring her dazzling appearance. She looked so beautiful; I couldn't stop looking at her.

Phew.

I thought back to the first time we fought only a few days after having met her. It was for such a stupid reason. I grinned internally, thinking about the pointless fights we've gotten in since that first one. Then, I remembered our first quest, and how I grew to like her, like how she was head strong and stubborn and smart. When she sent me that first picture I'd only thought of her as a friend, a very good friend, but I hadn't fallen for her yet. No, that happened by the end of our trip to the Sea of Monsters, though I didn't realize it until she got kidnapped and forced to hold up the whole damn sky.

"…They have chosen to write their own vows," and with that, he turned to Annabeth expectantly.

"Percy," she begins immediately; it doesn't surprise me that she would memorize her vows. "You are the best friend I've ever had. When we first met, you weren't my favorite person. But you were stubborn, and wouldn't go away, and pretty soon I started to trust you. Pretty soon I started to expect your presence in my life. I started to depend on you. And you've never, ever let me down. I have never met anyone else like you. Only you can make me smile in pure elation one second, then annoy me to no end in the next…And I wouldn't have it any other way. I wouldn't change one thing about our relationship. I love you for exactly who you are and I know that you love me exactly as I am. We will be together for always, happy to be together. I love you Seaweed Brain, and I will be the happiest woman in the world as soon as were are declared husband and wife." With that she pulled out my wedding band, took my left hand, and slid it on to my finger. I smiled at my bride in satisfaction, knowing that we were almost finished. Soon our marriage would begin. The minister looked over at me.

"Annabeth…" Phew. "Annabeth, I love you. Even when we'd barely met, I knew you were special. Every day since then has only proved how right I was. You know me better than anyone has ever known me or ever will. You are my best friend, and the only woman I'll ever love. You affect every day of my life. Every day is better just because I know you. Of all the great memories I have, the greatest are made even more amazing because you were there with me. And the worst days of my life, the ones that give me nightmares, are the ones where I thought I'd lost you. My love for you is the only reason I'm here in the first place. And the fact that you love me as much as I love you, gives me the strength to go on and fight another day. Annabeth, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." A single tear made its way down Annabeth's cheek as I finished my vows and slid her wedding ring onto her finger. I paid it very little attention. Her eyes were captivating. In them I could see how happy I'd made her with what I said, and I also saw that she believed every single word of what I'd said. She knew exactly just how much I loved her.

"Annabeth Chase," the minister asked, "Do you take Perseus Jackson to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do." Phew. Two simple words, yet to me they promised a happy, joyous life with the woman I love.

"Percy Jackson, do you take Annabeth Chase to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do." My answer was immediate.

"If there are any present here who have a reason why these two souls should not be wed this day, speak up now, or forever hold your peace." The minister's words were met by the most profound silence I've ever witnessed. After a moment he continued. "Then, in the sight of God and all those assembled here before us, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Phew.

"You may kiss the bride."

Thank you gods.

As we shared our first kiss as husband and wife, the crowd erupted in cheers.

I barely noticed.

AN: There it is. Hope you all enjoyed it. I know it was a long wait for this and all I can do is explain (I would apologize, but as Gibbs says "It's a sign of weakness"). Anyways, I just had to adjust to college life and it took a while before I was able to get some inspiration for the chapter.

So, I just wanted to explain why I was so vague about...well...almost everything. I had some solid ideas for conversations prior to the ceremony and funny interactions between characters, but after I read some other Percabeth wedding fics, bad ones in my opinion, I went back and rewrote the whole thing. I mean, it's their wedding. Who cares about how many guests there are, or how the scene looks; it's all about the bride and groom and the fact that they are so much in love. Everything else is just window dressing.

So, anyway, thanks for reading. I hope you had as much fun reading it as I did writing it.

Adios.