I know I haven't been writing in like forever, but this was just a new idea that came to me earlier today. I figured I'd just go with it and see where it goes. This story takes place when both Percy and Annabeth are 28 and they haven't seen each other in 5 years.

Percy walked out of the courthouse with a heavy sigh. It was a cold December 24th. Christmas eve. This time last year, he and Rachel were spending the night decorating the tree. A lot can happen in a year though. He still couldn't believe what could happen in a matter of moments. Both Percy and Rachel loved Christmas. It was really the one time of year where the both of them were truly content. It seemed like monsters forgot about Percy. That is, every monster but Miguel Sanchez. Percy was away on business for the new aquarium chain he was setting up around the world. He was only gone for about two weeks and came back to see Rachel and Miguel going at it like two humpback whales on the couch. The same couch that Percy bought, Miguel was wearing the very robe that Percy bought, in the house that Percy ultimately bought. He was beyond furious that this could've happened. Apparently, it's been happening with many other takers too. Every taker but Percy, that is.

"Are you crazy? What do you think you're doing?" Percy shouted so loudly his own ears rang.

Rachel quickly covered herself up with her own robe and stood up frantically.

"Percy, oh my Gods I did not want you to see this."

"Really? Because you knew I was coming back today!" Percy shouted.

She looked confused. "Huh. I did not get that message."

Percy's eyes widened. "It doesn't matter anyway! You're still cheating on me! Why? Why are you doing this? Why are you being so stupid?"

Rachel sighed and looked at Miguel. "Maybe you should go."

Percy stepped forward. "Oh no. Stay Miguel, in fact while I make some tea for my stress, why don't you go have sex with my wife again for old time's sake?"

Miguel grinned. "Really?"

Percy grabbed him by the robe. "NO! NOT REALLY! GET YOUR DIRTY ROTTEN MAN-WHORE SELF OUT OF MY HOUSE BEFORE I SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS!"

Miguel's eyes widened and he walked towards the door. "So um… do you want the robe back?"

"GET OUT!" Percy shouted. He did not want the robe back.

Miguel left and Percy turned towards Rachel.

"I can explain." She said softly.

"Explain? Oh no, that whole scenario was enough of an explanation for me."

Rachel frowned. "Percy, I love you. I really do. I'm confused right now is all. You need to let me live a little okay? I'll come back, but I…"

"Don't." He said calmly.

"What?" She asked softly.

"Don't come back. If you really loved me, you wouldn't be confused. Or if you were, you'd talk to me, not sleep with some guy."

"Guys." She corrected quietly.

"Oh this is just swell. Well tell me this Rachel, what's confused you? Me, being successful? Making money? Giving everything and anything to you? Loving you?"

"If you loved me you'd understand."

"Yeah well if you loved me, you wouldn't do this to me. So no, I'm not waiting for you. And guess what, you made your own bed so that's just tough luck."

"Percy, honey, I'm just confused…."

"I don't care. Now pack up your things and go sleep at your parents or something."

"This is our house." She growled.

"Not since you decided to contaminate God knows what in our house with other men."

She sighed and packed her things and walked out. She turned around once. He stood there.

"And by the way, next time your screw up your life. Say sorry, not "I'm confused" that made things worse." He said.

She rolled her eyes and walked out.

Percy put his hands in his pockets and breathed in the winter air. Over the course of the past 3 months, he'd moved from their home to an apartment in the city. He wasn't sure whether he'd liked the transition, being that he became accustomed to the suburban life, but so far the loud honking and noises drowned out parts of his thoughts. He was fired from his managerial status at "Aqua enterprises". Since he went to school for Marine biology and the job market was terrible these days, he was now the newest manager at the "Seafood Grill" which would be great if it wasn't the worst seafood place in the entire city and only 3 people worked there besides himself. He was barely making rent and was stuck hand washing and drying his clothes. The defense attorney Rachel had was excellent. She took everything away from Percy from the house to the money he had from his last job to even family heirlooms that clearly belonged to him. All he had were clothes and the couch she did it with Miguel on. His new apartment wasn't terrible. It wasn't in the greatest neighborhood of NYC, but it also wasn't in the worst.

Percy walked home and counted his steps like he usually did. He'd never pictured his life to end up like this. He was officially single again wasn't sure how he felt like it. He wanted to be married again, but definitely not to someone like Rachel. He tried to think about why he went for Rachel in the first place.

It was never a struggle. It was just safer and easier to go for. He only had one girlfriend before him and Rachel's relationship, which resulted in just being friends. He thought about how Rachel and him never had the times he thought they did. He worked from 9 am to 9 at night and Rachel worked at an art gallery from 10 to 10. They spent weekends at each other's parents house having dinner or with their friends.

They were together, but they were never alone. He never felt like he had to try or do much for the relationship and neither did she. It was the easiest thing to wrap your finger around. He'd never fallen in love with her to a point where he knew he wanted to marry her. She made him happy, but he never thought of her when she wasn't with him and she never thought of him when he wasn't with her. He was still a faithful husband who listened when she talked and gave her everything he could. He did love her, but not like a man should love his wife. She definitely didn't love him the way anyone should love anyone.

He walked through his door and around the boxes of things he never bothered unpacking. There was something on the floor. It was mail.

Percy picked up the envelope and frowned. If it was just another bill he might explode. Making your way in New York on a loser salary is not a fun thing to do.

"Dear Percy Jackson,

Hey! Can you believe it's been 10 years since you were last a hero and saved the world with your Camp Half-blood friends? Well you'll always be a hero to us, Percy. We would be honored if you joined us for your camp 10 year reunion. We can't wait to see how our young heroes have transformed and what lives they're living. Who knows? You may even find your future by looking through the past. So come on out and have some good old monster slaying fun at the Camp Half-blood reunion on December 31st-January 2nd.

Sincerely,

Your Friends at Camp Half-blood"

Percy looked up from the letter and at the now snow falling sky. What else would he have to do this holiday? He had to get out and see the world. Plus the idea of finding his future in his past was intriguing. Maybe he could move on and save the world again. That was never a feeling one got tired of.