Interesting title...

I can't draw stone pavements TwT but this is my entry for @pooperbrain 's art contest, I drew the Percy and annabeth reunion

Then someone else appeared from the crowd, and Annabeth's vision tunneled.

Percy smiled at her — that sarcastic, troublemaker smile that had annoyed her for years but
eventually had become endearing. His sea-green eyes were as gorgeous as she remembered. His dark
hair was swept to one side, like he'd just come from a walk on the beach. He looked even better than
he had six months ago — tanner and taller, leaner and more muscular.

Annabeth was too stunned to move. She felt that if she got any closer to him, all the molecules in
her body might combust. She'd secretly had a crush on him since they were twelve years old. Last
summer, she'd fallen for him hard. They'd been a happy couple for four months — and then he'd
disappeared.

During their separation, something had happened to Annabeth's feelings. They'd grown painfully
intense — like she'd been forced to withdraw from a life-saving medication. Now she wasn't sure which
was more excruciating — living with that horrible absence, or being with him again.

The praetor Reyna straightened. With apparent reluctance, she turned toward Jason.

"Jason Grace, my former colleague..." She spoke the word colleague like it was a dangerous thing.
"I welcome you home. And these, your friends — "

Annabeth didn't mean to, but she surged forward. Percy rushed toward her at the same time. The
crowd tensed. Some reached for swords that weren't there.

Percy threw his arms around her. They kissed, and for a moment nothing else mattered. An
asteroid could have hit the planet and wiped out all life, and Annabeth wouldn't have cared.

Percy smelled of ocean air. His lips were salty.

Seaweed Brain, she thought giddily.

Percy pulled away and studied her face. "Gods, I never thought — "

Annabeth grabbed his wrist and flipped him over her shoulder. He slammed into the stone
pavement. Romans cried out. Some surged forward, but Reyna shouted, "Hold! Stand down!"

Annabeth put her knee on Percy's chest. She pushed her forearm against his throat. She didn't
care what the Romans thought. A white-hot lump of anger expanded in her chest — a tumor of worry
and bitterness that she'd been carrying around since last autumn.

"If you ever leave me again," she said, her eyes stinging, "I swear to all the gods — "

Percy had the nerve to laugh. Suddenly the lump of heated emotions melted inside Annabeth.

"Consider me warned," Percy said. "I missed you, too."

Well I just typed all that out, didn't I. *facepalms* oh well, that wasn't necessary was it