Chapter 1- Awoken: Percy
Percy woke to a timid knock on the back door of his cabin. Grabbing his celestial bronze blade, Riptide, off his bedside table, he slowly walked to the door and opened it.
Annabeth stood there in just a silk camisole and cashmere pajama shorts. She held her arms crossed protectively across her chest and slumped her shoulders. Mumbling something that Percy didn't catch, she turned her face down and away, so she was staring at the corner of the door..
He lifted his hand and stroked her cheek, gently getting her to meet his eye, "What was that?"
"I had a nightmare," she said sheepishly, "and I couldn't go back to sleep."
He smiled and pulled her into a tight hug, "Was it spiders?"
She jokingly punched his shoulder, "No- we were back in that damn labyrinth. Percy- it was so scary."
He kept her hugged to him and kissed her hair, "Shhhh," he whispered. "It'll be okay."
"Can I just… come in for a little bit? I don't want to walk back yet."
He bent down and scooped her up in his arms, she giggled and wound her arms around his neck; together they moved into the cabin. Since it was only ever Percy, and occasionally Tyson, who stayed here, Percy had done some redecorating. He'd gotten rid of all but two beds and replaced them with a massive fish tank that glowed and reflected beautiful shades of blues and greens onto the walls and ceilings, he'd also added two large fluffy arm chairs and a love seat to one side of the room around a coffee table.
He heard Annabeth gasp as he brought her in—at first he thought that he'd hurt her but then he realized that this was the first time she'd seen the cabin since his improvements. It was exactly the reaction that he'd been hoping for.
Percy saw Annabeth glance—nervously?—at his bed, but he walked confidently over to the loveseat and sat down so she was sitting sideways on his lap. He kept his arm around her back, but pulled out the one under her legs and wrapped it around her waist so his arms made a circle around her.
Annabeth nuzzled her face into Percy's neck and he hugged her a little closer. She turned so that her body was as much facing him as it could be leaned up and kissed him. It was such a soft little kiss, but one that shared so much more. It was a kiss full of pure love.
He watched as Annabeth laid back down against him, closed her eyes, and within minutes was fast asleep. Moving as little as possible, so as not to jostle her, he grabbed the blanket from the other side of the seat, draped it over the two of them, and fell asleep.