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So I have a few chapters of this typed up and I'll try to update as much as I can, but my first priority right now is my Percy Jackson/Avatar: The Last Airbender fic called The Boy From The Sky: Take 2. But I've just had this sitting in my drafts forever and wanted it out! Leave a review and let me know what you think :)

Chapter 1-

The steam from her hot drink rolled upwards lazily, fogging up her new reading glasses. Annabeth Chase closed her eyes and relished everything there was about the cup of coffee in her hands.

The warmth of it in the chilly coffee shop, the taste, the smell. Even the colour the tiniest dollop of cream gave it. She really loved coffee.

She set the cup down and popped open her laptop. It's wasn't Daedalus' laptop. This one was for work. Or rather, school.

She had just recently started at the University of New York as an architect major. Introduction to architecture, communication, English, math, business communications, history and an arts class. She was an architect, she had designed Olympus after all, but being self-taught wasn't the best way to go, and nobody would hire her without a degree. So, she stayed in school. Her teacher of the intro to architecture, Ted Mosby, was a man in his early thirties with wild, brown, curly hair. It reminded Annabeth of a faun's hair. He was a great teacher, one of Annabeth's favourites she'd ever had in her life. He was funny, smart, and passionate.

She smiled a little at the thought of him and the way he brought all his problems to the class. Like when he broke up with girlfriends or went on terrible date. Or when his friends got pregnant or moved out.

She stared at the document about bridges in front of her and broke off the top of her muffin and popped it in her mouth. The paper was good... Maybe a little bit dry. Annabeth had learned that Mosby appreciated humour and always ran her papers by Percy for the odd sarcastic or funny comment. She was always worried about mechanics though. Being dyslexic didn't help her grades at all.

"Annabeth!"

She jumped a little and her hand automatically shot to her bag on the floor where she had cleverly hidden her dagger.

"Oh, Mr. Mosby!" She quickly moved her hand to brush the strand of hair that had escaped her ponytail and smiled up at her professor, pleasantly surprised and relieved he wasn't trying to kill her. "I didn't think I'd see you here."

He smiled bashfully, "Yeah... I've never been here before but... I thought it was time for something new."

Annabeth laughed. "Well you came to the right place. This is my favourite coffee shop."

He smiled, nodded and hummed his agreement as he looked around at the clean tables and floors, fast baristas and bright windows. "So, what are you working on?" He asked, genuinely interested. An adult had never been interested in the way she worked or lived. This was a new feeling.

Annabeth waved her hand at him to sit a across the table and turned her laptop to him. "My bridges paper."

He scanned the first few pages quickly. "Huh... Looks good." He bit his lip.

"I know it's probably cheating in some way to get help from the man giving me my grade, but what's wrong with it?" Annabeth leaned back in her chair and sipped her coffee, bracing herself for the worst.

"It's all really good. Just a few spelling mistakes and such."

"That's it?" Annabeth breathed a sigh of relief. "I have dyslexia so writing has never been my strong suit."

"Oh, I didn't know that." Mr. Mosby said, surprised. "It's a hard thing." His eyes went back to the paper. "You know... This is probably the best paper I've read this semester. Everybody just takes my class for the credits or because they think it'll be easy."

Annabeth reached over and clicked the laptop closed. "No more spoilers!" She smiled and brushed the hair that had fallen into her face away again.

"Seriously though... You're going to be a great architect." He said it almost hesitantly, like he wasn't sure if it was the right thing or not.

Annabeth's heart stopped and she searched his eyes, looking for a trace of a joke. "Really?"

"Yeah!" He was enthusiastic again. "You've got the heart and the brains. That's really the most important thing... Plus you're pretty so people will hire you." He smiled at her and blushed a little at his own brashness.

Annabeth laughed as if that part had been a joke. "You're the first person to say that I might be a good architect." She hesitated, wondering if he would get bored and leave soon. If her dad asked about her life at all, this was the part where he'd get distracted or cringe-y. "Everyone wants me to do something else but I want to do something... Something sturdy-that'll last, ya know?"

Ted Mosby smiled at her. "I hear you... My greatest dream is to contribute to the skyline of New York." He swept his arm across the table, like he could see the tops of all those buildings on the air, plus one more. One that was his. "The greatest city on earth."

Annabeth opened her mouth to say more when a handsome blonde man in a suit walked up, blue eyes scanning the room and quickly landing on Annabeth.

"Hi'ya Ted!" He slapped Mr. Mosbey's back and grinned wickedly at Annabeth and coughed into the crook of his arm. "Dibs."

Annabeth threw back her head and laughed loudly while Ted went red and flustered.

"You cannot call dibs!" Ted sputtered. "She's one of my students, I wasn't even hitting on her."

Barney reached over Ted's shoulder to shake her hand. "Barney Stinson, at your service!" He pumped her arm enthusiastically. "I'm just coming back from my night shift at the ER."

Annabeth propped her chin on her fists and her eyes sparkled at Barney. "Did you now? Sounds heroic."

Barney looked off in the distance dramatically. "It's a tough job... Not many people can stay in the line of work for very long. Peoples lives depend on me and every second counts..." He pursed his lips as if to keep from crying. "I'm sorry..."

Ted groaned. He couldn't believe Annabeth was falling for it. She had seemed so smart.

Barney turned on the puppy dog eyes. "I just wish there was someone I could talk about it with. Someone who would understand me..."

Annabeth raised an eyebrow, waiting for the next line.

"Annabeth," Barney said urgently, setting down his own to-go coffee and placing his hands on the table, leaning in. "I know we just met but I feel a connection. If you believe in destiny, if you believe in fate would you give me a chance? Give US a chance? The gods have given us music, will you dance to it with me?"

There was exactly three seconds of silence before Annabeth leaned away and started clapping. "Bravo, wonderful performance! I'm surprised you don't charge money for it."

Ted scoffed at Barney's shocked face.

Annabeth sipped at her coffee and winked at Barney. "I'm flattered, and you had a few good lines in there, but I recognize a liar when I see one."

"The truth is I'm actually a-" Barney tried again.

"Save it, I have a boyfriend."

"You do?" Barney and Ted said at the same time.

"Is that really so hard to believe?" Annabeth laughed again. "Oh, he's here now!"

Both men turned to see a young, tall, well-muscled man walk into the shop. He had a messy mop of dark hair and the biggest, dreamiest eyes either of them had seen. His intense brooding look broke off when he saw Annabeth, he grinned boyishly and made his way over.

Annabeth's heart still fluttered seeing him, and the satisfaction from Ted and Barney's shocked faces were amazing.

"Hey," Percy greeted Annabeth and leaned down to kiss her soundly on the lips, just because he wasn't sure about these two guys who were all over his girlfriend. Once he came up he nodded at Ted and Barney, who were gaping at the two.

"Percy, I'd like you to meet Professor Ted Mosby, he teaches my intro to architect class." Percy grinned warmly, the accusatory look vanished and stretched out his hand to shake Ted's. "I've heard a lot about you." He said, gripping his hand firmly. "It's nice that Annabeth can talk to someone who actually cares about architect sometimes."

Ted forced a laugh. "Yeah.,. well, It's kind of my job."

"And this is Barney." Annabeth waved at the blonde man. "He's a lair and he just unsuccessfully hit on me."

Percy narrowed his eyes as he shook Barney's hand. "I'm surprised she didn't knock you out." He commented.

Annabeth laughed. "He was cute, I let it pass."

"HA! She thinks I'm cute." He eyed Annabeth again. "So you wanna..."

"No."

"Sure." He winked.

"ANYWAYS," Ted interrupted, worried that Percy was going to eat his friend. "We're going to go now, I'll see you in class, Annabeth."

"Sure, Mr. Mosby. Bye!"

Barney and Ted made a hasty exist and Percy settled in the seat opposite his girlfriend. "That was awkward."

Annabeth shrugged. "Only because you were so late."

Percy reached over the table and picked her coffee and took a sip. "I overslept."

"Go buy your own coffee!" Annabeth complained.

Percy chuckled. "Okay, want a refill? Your coffees cold."

"Yes please!"