Alright, you asked for it, so here it is. EPILOGUE. DUM DUM DUM! Anyway, I hope it's alright, it took me a while to write. By the way, I saw The Lightning Thief opening night. If you're a book purist, don't watch it, honestly. You'll probably hate it. It's maybe 90-95% inaccurate. But, see, my view on that it that it was kind of nice, because you didn't really know what was going to happen. It was like watching something totally different. I do wish it was a little closer to the book though. But it did have Logan Lerman in it, who is cute and has beautiful hair. So whatever. If you see it, let me know what you think! Also let me know about this epilogue too :)

Three Months Later:

Annabeth moved about the kitchen, pouring coffee into a mug and setting it on the table, hoping the Percy would wake up before it got cold. She still didn't know how he drank the stuff though, and completely black too, no sugar or anything.

She shook her head, smiling a little as she buttered a piece of toast. She didn't understand how the last three months could have been the complete opposite of the six months prior. Three months with Percy had been the heaven she'd been searching for, however clich├ęd and ridiculous that sounded.

They'd gone to parties, gone bowling, roller skating (Percy fell about fifteen times), out for dinner, for walks by the river; everything she had never done with Tyler. And he had said he wanted to take her out again today.

She smiled and looked up when she heard his footsteps on the stairs. Moments later he stumbled into the kitchen, hair dishevelled, looking completely exhausted.

"Took you long enough, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth complained, albeit with a smile on her face as Percy blinked rapidly, trying to wake himself up.

"Sorry, I worked late," he said with a yawn.

"So you said last night before dropping off to sleep in the middle of the living room," she stated, dropping a plate of food on the table in front of him. "Just don't expect this to be a regular thing." She crossed her arms.

Percy laughed. "For all the nice things you do for me, you always add the stubbornness too."

"Well, I can't have you softening up too much. There might be a world for you to save again soon," she said, grinning.

Percy shook his head, taking a sip of his coffee. "Oh gods, I hope not." He glanced at the clock absently. "Alright, so after school and work, we're going out. You know that, right?"

Annabeth nodded. "You've only told me a hundred times. You're off at eight tonight?"

"Yep, I'll come pick you up at the university."

Annabeth piled the dirty dishes in the sink. "Alright. You'd better get going though, or you'll miss your first class. And brush your hair!" she yelled after him as he inhaled his breakfast and dashed up the stairs to get ready.

Ten minutes later, he came back down, dressed, with his bag slung over his shoulder. He ran over to Annabeth, kissed her, then ran from the house.

"Tomorrow you're doing the dishes!" Annabeth called at him, right before the door slammed.

Percy drove through New York towards the university, checking his reflection nervously in the rear view mirror every couple minutes. He had put on the nicest, dressiest jeans he owned, Annabeth's favourites, a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top few buttons undone, and a dark gray fedora.

He pulled up to the university when the sun was nearing the horizon. Annabeth stood by the doors, waiting for him. She wore a little black dress that fell to a few inches above her knees. The skirt shimmered in the fading light.

She stepped up to the car, sliding into the passenger's seat. She closed the door, put on her seatbelt, then looked at Percy as he shifted into drive and stared out of the parking lot.

"You look good," she said, smiling a little.

"You look better," he replied, smirking.

Annabeth crossed her arms. "Have you been getting lines from Nico?"

Percy shook his head. "Made that up all on my own."

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "So where are we going?" she inquired, leaning back in her seat.

"You'll see," Percy said, grinning.

"I hate surprised," Annabeth grumbled, scowling.

"I know," Percy replied.

They drove in silence for a while, the only sounds being the rumble of the engines and the Michael Buble CD that Annabeth had taken the liberty of putting on.

After about ten minutes, Percy pulled up by Central Park. Annabeth raised an eyebrow.

"We're taking a walk? Why am I dressed like this?"

Percy just smiled and got out of the care. Annabeth followed suite with a sigh. Percy locked the doors and the couple set off down a path.

"Where are we going?" Annabeth inquired.

Percy took her hand, rolling his eyes. "You're so impatient." But then he suddenly turned off the path towards a white pagoda, pulling Annabeth along with him. She blinked in surprise but didn't protest.

And when they were both in the pagoda and the sun had almost completely sunk below the horizon, painting the sky brilliant shades of yellow and orange, Percy got down on one knee in front of Annabeth. He pulled off his hat, then took her hand, smiling as her eyes widened.

"Annabeth Chase, I love you with all my heart, and I desperately want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know that sometimes I really act like a Seaweed Brain, but I could never stand to see you with anyone else." He took a breath, studying Annabeth's shocked face. "I guess what I'm really trying to ask, Annabeth, is will you marry me?"

Percy pulled a box from his pants pocket and opened it. Inside sat a white gold ring with a single shimmering diamond in it. Annabeth looked down at him for a moment, then a smile broke out on her face.

"Get up, Seaweed Brain!" She pulled his to his feet and kissed him hard. After a long moment, she pulled away and nodded. "Yes, Percy, yes I will."

Percy grinned and took the ring out of the box, slipping it onto Annabeth's finger. He put the box away as she examined the ring.

"Sorry it's not very impressive. Your wedding ring will be bigger, I promise. I just don't get paid that much yet-" He broke off when Annabeth put a finger against his lips.

"Percy, it's perfect. You know I wouldn't want anything ostentatious anyway."

Percy exhaled, then smiled. "Good."

Annabeth crossed her arms. "Now is there another reason I'm all dressed up?"

Percy placed his fedora back on, then put an arm around her shoulders.

"Now we're going clubbing, to celebrate. Mainly because it's something you haven't experienced yet, thanks to that jerk." Percy always refered to Tyler as 'that jerk' since he had 'rescued' Annabeth from him.

Annabeth grinned. "Well, what are we waiting for?"

"Absolutely nothing," Percy said with a smile as they walked towards the nearest club, just across the street. "But now we have all the time in the world together."

Annabeth glanced up at him, unable to stop smiling. "Yeah, Percy, we do."