Thalia was babysitting. We were going to a restaurant in the city. It was in June, and we were needing another night out, just the two of us. Between work and Sophia, we had been really busy lately. "I still can't believe I'm doing this," Thalia said as we sat downstairs waiting for Percy to get ready. "I think if Percy hadn't come along, you would've been with... you know..." "Luke." I finished for her. It was true. But Percy is so much better then Luke. I don't know what I would've done without my Seaweed Brain.

Finally, Percy appeared, and we said good-bye to Thalia and walked into the sweet summer sun, which was still brightly shining at 6:30. We got into the car and began our drive into the city. Our drives weren't awkward anymore. We knew exactly what to talk about, like we read each other's minds. I loved that. We knew exactly which stations to listen to, and we both knew everything there was to know about each other. As soon as we reached the restaurant, we had trouble finding parking. After fifteen minutes of looking, we got a decent spot. I stepped out of the car wearing jeans and a casual "date night" tee-shirt. My flats matched my blue tee-shirt, and my sunglasses did too. Percy wore jeans and a button down casual tee shirt. We walked into the place and waited to be seated. I saw Percy's eyes dart to the small blue mints that sat in a bowl on the counter, tempting him. He glanced both ways like he did back in our "Running Days", as we called them, when there were monsters around.  Then he grabbed a mint. I stifled a laugh. Soon enough, a waiter in a white button down shirt and black pants led us to a quiet table in a small private garden space. It was surrounded with rose bushes, and was really romantic. I wondered if Percy had planned it, so I looked at him. I realized that, even though we were married, I still blushed at the sight of my husband, the most amazing man in the world. He winked at the waiter as if to say, "Thanks, dude." and I knew that he planned it. From Katie's description, this was something that Travis would do, but whatever. It was original enough. I smiled at Percy, who was seated across from me. "What'da you want?" he asked me politely. I looked over the menu, which was quite large and extensive. My eyes grew wide as I kept looking down all of the options. Then, I found exactly what I wanted. Almost on cue, Percy said, "They have New York Clam Chowder. It's their specialty." He grinned through pearly white teeth, which caused me to giggled. "I'll have that then, Seaweed Brain. How 'bout you?" He smiled and pointed to something on his menu, which I obviously couldn't see. "Lamb-chops." He held my hand over the table. His warm hands enveloped my cold ones. "Are you cold?" He asked, clearly forgetting that the garden was under a roof. "Oh, no. I'm fine. My hands always feel cold. You know that." He did. But I was a little cold. He put his jacket around me and went to go ask if they could turn on the heating lamps on in the romantic garden. He was back in a few minutes, and instantly I was warm. "Thanks, sweetie." I said, reaching for his hand. He told me that he ordered while he was inside, and so the food would be there soon. "Love you," I blurted out as I stared blankly into his eyes, which enhanced me every time I looked at them. He said the same thing about my gray eyes, and how they were 'Adorable, intimidating, beautiful, and filled with past memories, good and bad.' according to Percy. "I'll always love you, Annabeth Chase. Or Jackson. Whatever." He muttered. I giggled, which didn't sound anything like me, but it felt good. His fingers rubbed my hand, and we stared at each other for what seemed like hours. It was amazing, how we came together, our pasts, and how we, overall, survived. It was miracle that I hope I never take for granted. My life was perfect, and it always would be.