[ 'We' is a powerful word, she's learned through her years spent at Percy's side. They're both looking a little worse for wear, honestly, though thankfully neither of them have the weight of the sky on their shoulders. ]
[Not the weight of the world, but definitely the weight of hell pressing down on them. Somehow, though, Percy knows that with Annabeth, it'll be okay. It has to be.]
We're going to get out, Annabeth. And we'll shut the doors. [He'll just conveniently not mention that someone still has to be on the Tartarus side to close it.]
[ They've outsmarted demons and found loopholes in the many strange rules of their world. The game as changed, but they can't throw in the towel now. Annabeth smiles, which provides a stark contract to the usual tempest behind her expression. ]
At the very least, our friends don't have to speculate on where we've gone. [ And they have Athena's statue, which is a relief to her. ]
Hey, I would have sent an IM if I could have. [Well, actually he did try. A lot. But Hera was kind of cockblocking him from the one thing he wants the most.]
[ No rest for the pawns of Hera, bouncing between gods and running from monsters, groping blindly in the dark. Annabeth's serious gaze turns a shade softer when she looks at her boyfriend again. ]
[ Oh, that already feels much better. She buries her face in his shoulder and tightly wraps her arms around his torso. What if we fail? She hates herself for even thinking such a thing. That is unlike Annabeth - she can fix anything. They can fix anything.
[One arm stays wound tightly around her waist, the other one coming up so that he can bury his fingers in her curly hair. He's not going to let her go.
[A slow grin spreads across his face.] Like what they have for New Rome? [Because that's all he's wanted since he got to Camp Jupiter and saw the town. All he's wanted since the only thing he could remember was just her name and the need to be with her.] You could design it.
[ And, oh, of course she would love to design it. Greek and Roman inspired architecture, gorgeous columns and domed ceilings, grassy knolls along reflecting pools - her eyes shine at the mere idea of tackling such a thing. ]
Let's do it. Once we stop Gaea, we'll make things better for everyone at camp.
[He can picture it just as easy as she can, and there's a wistful sort of smile on his face. He likes the idea of having his mom close, of demigods not being left alone out in the world to be eaten by monsters and forgotten by the gods.
Leaning down, he presses his lips to her temple and whispers:] I love you, Annabeth.
[ There might be tears on her lashes, but they're from relief and happiness. Making plans, grand as they are, after this ordeal is enough to brighten her mood and lift her spirits.
[Hearing those words are the best. Not just her declaration of love, but the admission that she feels invincible. Percy's pretty sure that she'd be that way without him, but he can safely say that he feels the same way.]
Then there's no way we can fail. [And then he's tilting her chin a bit so that she's looking up at him before kissing her.]
[ It's true that Annabeth is capable of survival on her own. She can outsmart the best of them, but she won't deny that she feels incomplete when they're apart.
At the kiss, she willingly tips her head back, raising a hand to brush her fingers through his messy dark hair. He tastes like the ocean, in the best way, and when she breathes in, she can imagine the two of them running along a beach. ]
Okay, I can try to do that. [ It will take some effort on her part to shift gears, but she doesn't want to be a cloud of gloom now that they have a moment. ] What will we do when we get out?
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Just going to, you know. Take her hand. Not let it go.]
They're always pretty rash. [... says Percy.]
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It's nothing I can't handle. [ She smiles knowingly. ]
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That we can't handle.
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[ 'We' is a powerful word, she's learned through her years spent at Percy's side. They're both looking a little worse for wear, honestly, though thankfully neither of them have the weight of the sky on their shoulders. ]
We can work on this until we know our true fates.
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We're going to get out, Annabeth. And we'll shut the doors. [He'll just conveniently not mention that someone still has to be on the Tartarus side to close it.]
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At the very least, our friends don't have to speculate on where we've gone. [ And they have Athena's statue, which is a relief to her. ]
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I don't know if that's really a good thing or not.
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[ Better than a mysterious disappearance, she doesn't say, though she really wants to. Even in the bleakest of times, there was always something. ]
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I know. I know you would have.
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And at least we're together. That's the important thing. I can do anything with you by my side.
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Or at least go down together.
She gives Percy a squeeze around the middle. ]
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He can't let her go, honestly.]
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Maybe we can start a new community for demigods and their families when we get back.
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[ And, oh, of course she would love to design it. Greek and Roman inspired architecture, gorgeous columns and domed ceilings, grassy knolls along reflecting pools - her eyes shine at the mere idea of tackling such a thing. ]
I think we should found it.
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[He can picture it just as easy as she can, and there's a wistful sort of smile on his face. He likes the idea of having his mom close, of demigods not being left alone out in the world to be eaten by monsters and forgotten by the gods.
Leaning down, he presses his lips to her temple and whispers:] I love you, Annabeth.
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[ There might be tears on her lashes, but they're from relief and happiness. Making plans, grand as they are, after this ordeal is enough to brighten her mood and lift her spirits.
And love - well, that may make her heart burst. ]
I feel invincible with you.
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Then there's no way we can fail. [And then he's tilting her chin a bit so that she's looking up at him before kissing her.]
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At the kiss, she willingly tips her head back, raising a hand to brush her fingers through his messy dark hair. He tastes like the ocean, in the best way, and when she breathes in, she can imagine the two of them running along a beach. ]
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That said, I wouldn't be able to go through all this without you.
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