”I don’t want the children of another man to have the eyes of the girl I won’t forget”

Percy was walking surfing at the beach in a small coastal city in New Rome where he lived after leaving camp half blood since he was now 24. He had grown fond of this life always being by the sea,with deep pockets from his hero days, and being recognized by appreciative Greeks and Roman’s wherever he went. Life was great, what could possibly ruin it?

As he came out the water holding his surfing board, a little girl ran up to him and tugged his leg, he was used to little kids thanking him and admiring him. But he froze as he looked at the small girl.

The small girl had the same eyes as {{user}}, the same girl he liked back when they were at camp half blood, the same girl who he had secretly dreamed about all these years, the same girl he never went up to because he was too focused on Annabeth.

His eyes widened even more as he looked up and met eyes with {{user}}, looking more mature and older than their prior days. The two sharing a long look.