A/N: The first verse of the song Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls inspired me to write this. I know it's really short, but I thought it was too long to be a drabble so I posted it as a one-shot. I hope you like it! The title is the first line of the song.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, or the the song Iris. I wish.

I was up on Olympus with Percy, in the wrecked throne room, thinking of different reconstructions, when my mind wandered to the last time I'd been in here. That day had gotten me where I am now, the Official Architect of Olympus, but it also took something from the boy I loved. Immortality. I couldn't help but feel guilty, he had turned it down for me, I know he did, he can make as many excuses as he wants to look macho or whatever, but I know Percy and his fatal flaw, and I know that he gave up godliness for me. He deserved to be made into a god, and I got in the way.

Percy must have noticed the expression on my face, he can read me better than any book, because the next thing I knew, he was slipping his arms around me and whispering in my ear, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," I responded, turning around to face him and plastering on a fake smile.

"Not buying it," he told me, looking me straight in the eyes, those eyes get me every time, and he knows it.

"Well, I was just thinking about everything you could have had, if I hadn't screwed everything up." I sighed.

"What are you talking about?" he asked confusedly, scrunching his eyebrows together.

"Godliness, immortality, all this," I said, waving my hand around, gesturing to Olympus, and everything he could have had.

"Annabeth!" he said, shocked. "How could you say that? How could you think for even a second that I would want all this?"

"Because you deserve it." I said quietly.

"Annabeth, look at me." he instructed.

I did as he said and was surprised to see that his beautiful green eyes were incredibly soft. He put his hands on my shoulders and stared at me. "None of this, none of it, matters the tiniest little bit to me, if I can't have you."

"But, but, why? I'm not-" I stuttered out.

"Annabeth, I can't imagine living forever without you. I can't imagine living a day without you. You are way more important to than me than immortality, and I would much rather be mortal with you, than a god without you." he said, seriously. I could tell he meant every single word.

I smiled despite myself. "So you don't regret turning it down?"


A tear slid down my cheek as Percy pulled me against his chest and kissed the top of my head, burying his head in my hair.

How in the world did I get so lucky?

A/N: I know it's a little cheesy, but what can I say? I'm a sucker for fluff! Anyway, please review, it would make my day!