The One to Whom I Owe My Soul **Hiatus**

Chapter 1

Percy (POV)

Percy was enjoying a nice date with his girlfriend when he got the news.

They were in a small diner not too far from the college campus. It was one of those rare, beautiful places that gave amazing food at an even better price. Which was very nice to their pockets, seeing how they weren't exactly millionaire demigods and ended up as broke as any other student living off Ramen Noodles and Mac & Cheese. They found an empty booth near the back that gave an open view of the place with every exit and window in sight.

Just because they haven't been attacked in a while, didn't mean they forgot any of their training. Come on, they were professionals at this point.

"Okay Seaweed brain, what do you want for lunch?" Annabeth asked as she picked one of the menu's placed in the center of the table. She scanned over her menu, eyes squinting as she tried to make out the letters. Despite them both having dyslexia, Annabeth was way better at deciphering non-greek words than Percy was. It just made him all the more grateful to have her as a girlfriend, because if he was certain that if not for her he'd have died of hunger by now.

"The blueberry and whipped cream shake for me," Percy said. Annabeth hummed, already knowing that would be his first response as she continued scrutinizing the listed food. Percy couldn't help but notice how her blonde hair kept falling over her shoulder and into her face, distracting her in a way that made her crinkle her nose in annoyance.

Adorable.

After a moment of battling her hair, she looked up from the menu. "Are we getting our regular, or do we want to try something new for a change?"

Percy's pursed his lips in thought as he stroked his chin. After a second he shook his head, "Psh, who's ever heard of trying things new. I'll take our regular."

"A cheeseburger does sound good." Annabeth agreed, eyeing the menu. Then she shrugged and put it back. "Regular's it is," They waited patiently for a waiter to notice their need of assistance, and killed the time by building a fort out of the stack of menus still on the table. A few failed structures later, Annabeth's tongue barely stuck out of the corner of her lips as she gently placed the thick paper on two supporting salt shakers. Percy held his breath, not wanting to disturb the menu support-beams near the napkin wall. Annabeth didn't usually mess with things or go out of turn when out in public, especially so she wouldn't draw attention to herself (instincts she's learned and honed ever since being hunted by monsters from age 7), but Percy was happy whenever he could draw this part out of her. It made him will special when he got Annabeth to act out (if this could even be considered "acting out") 

Either way, it was so much more fun getting in trouble with a smart person than by yourself.

He didn't realize he was looking at her till her eyes met his, and she asked the obvious question between them, "What are you looking at?"

"You," he replied. A year ago he might've blushed when admitting it. But after everything they've been through, he knew he could speak his mind with her. Annabeth, Hades help her, was probably used to it by now anyway.

She gave him a soft smile, the kind that maybe melted his heart a little bit, and placed her hand on his. "Ever the romantic, aren't you Jackson," she hummed. Percy snorted. He definitely couldn't say he was the most romantic guy - but at least he tried. Although, if he were being honest, Annabeth wasn't as into the mushy-gushy romance as he was. But, hey, that way if he messed up she wasn't usually upset. Of course, that didn't stop him from trying. He'd woo the Chase off of her if he had too.

"Anyway," Annabeth said, snapping the silence between them. "I have some good news and some bad news."

"Oh," Percy said, kind of surprised. "Well I'm gonna say right off that if you're breaking up with me, then I reserve all rights to our comic book collection," she smirked and rolled her eyes at his antics.