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Percy's POV

Annabeth had just gotten home when someone decided to drop by. The doorbell rang and Annabeth looked at me in confusion, "Did you invite anyone over?"

I shook my head and furrowed my brow. I looked out the peephole in the door and saw a tangle of brown hair with small horns poking out the top.

"Grover!" I exclaimed as I threw open the door and engulfed my favorite satyr in a hug.

"Hey, Percy, long time no talk." Grover said sheepishly with a sidelong glance towards Annabeth.

"And why is it that I had to hear from someone else that my two best friends are getting married?" He said bounding over to Annabeth and pulling her out of her seat to give her a hug.

"I was going to tell you! But I guess news travels fast." I said.

"So I hear that Nico's going to be the best man," Grover said adding a long pause, "Are you insane!"

"How is it so hard to believe he's going to be the best man? Everyone seems to freak out over that. He's a good guy." Annabeth said.

"I know he's a good guy, but he's accident prone. Every gathering he's gone too there's been some kind of mishap involving him." Grover said awkwardly.

"Okay, just because at your wedding he decided to spike the nonalcoholic drinks, doesn't mean he'll do it again. He was just a kid then."

"Yeah, a sixteen year old giant baby," Grover said sarcastically.

"You know he's different now." Annabeth insisted.

We were all attending Grover and Juniper's wedding, and I was twenty years old. I was slightly disappointed that some of my friends were now twenty-one and able to drink. Not that I've never drank in my life, but never at a special occasion besides high school parties.

I straightened my navy blue tux jacket and surveyed the room. Annabeth was dancing with Grover with tears of joy practically running down her cheeks.

"Dance with me Percy! You'd be lucky to get a dance with the bride." Juniper requested, holding out a white gloved hand.

"I'd be honored to." I said bowing to her then moving onto the dance floor.

It was a fairly slow song so I took her hand in mine started to slow dance, me leading.

"You know this will be you someday, I'm surprised it hasn't happened yet." Juniper whispered to me.

Honestly, I'd thought about marring Annabeth thousands of times. Our lives have just been so hectic the past couple of years that I decided to wait until we were older, and more established.

"All in due time," I whispered back.

As we turned on the dance floor I could see Nico near the drinks with that mischievous gleam in his dark eyes. I wondered what he was doing, but he always looked like he was up to something these days. I swear he's almost as bad as the Hermes kids.

I shook it out of my head as my eyes turned away from him and looked out at the other side of the room.

Thalia had quit the hunters last week, and still hasn't gotten used to it. She looked at the dance floor angrily, probably asking herself why in the world she had quit in the first place. I promised myself I would dance with her tonight.

Her eyes shifted to the other side of the room looking at something behind me. Her eyes widened as I could've sworn she blushed, but I couldn't tell with this low lighting. She shook her head to herself and started glaring at the ground. What was she looking at?

I turned slowly stretching my neck to see the other side of the room again. Nico was staring across the dance floor with his hard black eyes. One corner of his mouth was upturned in what was almost a smile. What could've made Nico Di Angelo almost smile? I thought I found the answer but then he pulled out a silver flask, glinting under the artificial lighting.

I wanted to go over there and snatch it from him but he probably needed to let loose once in his lonely life. I know I did that when I was in my late teens. As we turned to the other side of the room, little did I know he was pouring that into the drinks, not into his own body. I never did find out what Thalia was looking at.

I was jolted back to the present with Grover's overly sarcastic voice.

"Yeah, I've heard it all. Ever since he found Thalia he's straightened out, blah, blah. What I don't understand is why Thalia quit the hunters when Nico was around her age. They didn't even speak until she came to camp at 17." Grover said.

"Why does it matter? What's done is done."

"So, how are you and Juniper doing?" Annabeth asked, concerned.

"About that, we'd like to invite you guys to a baby shower." Grover said, looking down and shuffling his feet.

"For who?" I questioned slowly.

"For us, silly," Grover said bleating nervously.

"You're having a baby!" Annabeth screeched.

I furrowed my eyebrows and muttered to myself, "How is that even possible?"

Annabeth made sure to capture Grover in a hug while shooting off questions.

"When is it due? What are you going to name it? Who will it look like? Is it a boy or girl? How is Juniper doing? Oh, gosh, I have to pay her a visit."

See that is what Annabeth does now when she's really excited. When I proposed to her she started asking me five million questions too.

"Okay, I'm not going to answer all those questions now. So you can ask Juniper when you see her." Grover said with a small smile.

"Great is it okay if it stop by tomorrow?" Annabeth asked.

"Sure, well I better get going I'm going to be late."

"Late to what?" I asked Grover as he moved towards the door.

"You don't want to know!" He shouted slamming the door behind him.

"Well, then," I said turning to Annabeth, the only problem is she wasn't there.

I figured that she was somewhere else in the apartment so I looked around. Our bedroom door was closed so I talked through it to her.

"Why didn't you go see Juniper today? It's your day off." I said loudly, so my words penetrated through the wooden door.

The door opened as I was leaning on it. I jumped back to prevent myself from falling.

Annabeth was standing there leaning on the door frame in a robe. Only a robe.

"Because today I'm busy." She said with a seductive smile.

"You bet you are." I said eagerly, pushing her in and shutting the door with my foot.

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