PJO/HOO- Headcanons

Forever Together

She wishes she could forget the look of desperation on his face that haunts her at night. He's the reason she can't sleep, the reason why most days she feels like she can't breathe. He's the cause behind her greatest joys and her greatest grief.

"Annabeth, this is what I have to do. The Doors of Death are mine to close, just as soon as I see you safe. I love you, Wise Girl, so very much. Now, go save the world for me." He kissed her on the lips one last time before placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. He put her hand in Nico's, and disappeared behind the black abyss.

At night, his words pulse through her mind with every heartbeat. She wishes she could forget the sound of his voice, the way his hands would tangle in her hair when they kissed, the way he smelled like aftershave and saltwater.

Her mentor's calloused hand rested on her shoulder. "I'm sorry, Annabeth. Percy was a fine swordsman, and an even finer young man. If I can help you in any way, just let me know."

They had burned his shroud at twilight, just as the sunset mixed with the dark blue of the night sky. She hadn't even cried, which didn't surprise her - she had long since run out of tears. Chiron's advice, though well-intentioned, had done little to soothe her soul.

"We are sorry for your loss, Annabeth, but I would be lying if I said that I wasn't thrilled to be adding you to our number. We shall arrive in the morning to make it official." The Iris Message glistened, then vanished, the goddess's face a mixture of triumph and pity.

Tonight would be the last night she spent in the Athena cabin. In the morning, Malcolm would become the head counselor of Cabin 6, and Annabeth would become one of Lady Artemis's Hunters, leaving her forever sixteen, just like the boy who would forever haunt her dreams.

As long as we're together