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Prompt: You're a thief and I'm the cop who's trying to catch you. You somehow go into the station and left a Valentine on my desk, and I probably shouldn't be as impressed as I am.

Word Count: 1,853


Annabeth sighed and took a sip of her coffee. It had been sitting on the table in the break room for a while now so it wasn't as warm as it had been when she had bought it 20 minutes ago. She scowled at the lack of warmth in her coffee and got up and walked over to the microwave. She put her coffee in and put the timer for a minute. As her coffee warmed up, she thought of the reason for her tiredness. She had been looking over the papers of a case she had been assigned to. It was only a robbery but the thief was giving every detective in the precinct a hard time. They called him the Trinket Thief because he only stole small, seemingly useless items. Just yesterday he had stolen boxes of Valentine cards and chocolates. The reason he was such a big deal in the precinct was because when he picked an item to steal, he wiped the store clean of the item. The first time he had caught their interest was when he stole every single aquatic animal from 3 different pet shops. The identity of the Trinket Thief was unknown to the detectives. He wore a mask that only showed his brilliant sea-green eyes and his dark hair. His case had gone to every detective available but no one had been able to catch him. Eventually the chief had given his case to Annabeth since she was his brightest detective.

Annabeth took her coffee out of the microwave and took another sip of the now warm drink. She nodded, satisfied with the temperature of her drink, and went back to the table. She grabbed the files and left the break room, making a beeline for her desk. As she got closer to her desk she noticed a red box of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers laying on top of her desk. She frowned and quickened her pace. When she was at her desk she put the files and her coffee down and cautiously picked up a letter that was sitting on top of the box of chocolates. 'Detective Chase' was written on the envelope in big blocky letters. She felt the envelope, making sure there wasn't anything that would hurt her in there. When she only felt the thin outlining of paper she ripped the envelope open. Annabeth opened the piece of paper that had been in the envelope and read what was written on it in the same hand writing that had been on the front of the envelope. When she was finished she just stared at the words in shock.

You became the thief and stole my heart, now I have to be the cop and arrest you for it.

Sweet Beans Cafe. 11:30.

The Trinket Thief, aka the really cute thief who is now your Valentine

Once she got out of her initial shock she ran to the elevator and frantically pushed the button that would take her to the main floor. She drummed her fingers impatiently against her leg while she waited for the elevator to go down. I should have just gone with the stairs, she thought bitterly. When the doors opened Annabeth flew out of the elevator and ran to the receptionist's desk. She stopped herself from running into the desk with her hands.

"Has anyone entered the building in the past 5 minutes?" Annabeth asked the blond woman behind the desk.

The woman - Kelly, as it said on her name tag - just stared at Annabeth, dumbfounded. She couldn't exactly blame her, Annabeth was 99% sure she looked like a mad woman. "Y-yes," Kelly finally answered. "A couple of people have."

"What about a man around my age with black hair and green eyes. He was carrying a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates," Annabeth asked.

Kelly's expression brightened. "Yes he came here. He said he was bringing those for his girlfriend, sweet isn't he?"

Annabeth ignored the question. "What did he say his name was?"

Kelly looked at the records of who entered and left the building. When she found the name she looked back up at Annabeth. "John Smith."

Annabeth frowned. The name was obviously fake. She looked around and tried to spot any security cameras but from where she was standing, none of the were facing her. How could he just walk in with flowers and chocolate, practically holding a 'Notice Me' sign, and leave no clue of what his identity is? She would be lying if she said she wasn't impressed. So if she wanted to know who the Trinket Thief was she had no choice but to go to the Sweet Beans Cafe. She was familiar with the cafe, it was where she always went to get her coffee, she had just been there less than an hour ago. She really hoped it was only a coincidence.

Annabeth checked her watch. 10:40. She might as well start walking. With a quick thank you Annabeth left the precinct and started walking to the cafe. The cafe wasn't very far so she got there quickly. She opened the door of the cafe and walked in. She breathed in the sweet smell of coffee and smiled at the cozy feel of the room. The Sweet Beans Cafe was the kind of place that could make you forget about all your worries, it was no surprise that this was one of her favorite places, it was just under the architecture museum on her list of favorite places. Annabeth rolled her shoulders back and straightened her posture, readying herself for her little date. She snorted, she never thought she would be having a date with a thief, much less the Trinket Thief. She scanned the mostly empty cafe for a young man with black hair and sea-green eyes. Her eyes zeroed in on a small booth where a young man with those features sat. She took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself for the confrontation. She held her head up and she walked over to the booth. She radiated confidence but inside she was bustling with nervousness and excitement. The moment had come for her to finally discover the identity of the Trinket Thief, she couldn't wait to tell the chief, she would surely be promoted after this. Take that Lisa from the homicide unit.

She quickly took a seat in front of the Trinket Thief and cleared her throat. "What do you want?" she asked, making sure to keep her voice even and strong.

He looked up and blinked at her, surprise evident in his sea-green eyes. "You actually came," he said in disbelief.

Annabeth took a moment to study him. He was handsome, there was no doubt about it. His dark hair went past his ears and was messy, most likely because he had been running his hands through it numerous times. His eyes were bright and held a wiseness that only those who had witnessed the horrible things in the world had. He had broad, muscular shoulders and as far as she could tell he looked healthy and well-built. When he straightened in his seat she noted that he was taller than her. "Why did you tell me to come here?"

He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Honestly, I'm not sure," he admitted.

Annabeth raised an eyebrow at his nervousness. This nervous, fumbly man couldn't be the Trinket Thief. And yet here he was. She wasn't sure if she was disappointed or relieved that he wasn't a cold-hearted criminal. At least he's cute.

"Did you like the flowers and chocolate?" he asked to fill up the silence.

"What's your name?" Annabeth asked, ignoring his question.

"Percy," he replied after a moment of hesitation.

"No last name?" If she could only get a last name, it would complete his identity.

Percy chuckled. The sound was low and soothing and it made a chill run through her body. "You might be cute but you're still a cop."

Annabeth felt her cheeks warm up. She fluttered her eyelashes at him and smiled sweetly. "Knowing your last name would be nice. I wouldn't use it against you."

Percy smiled and shook his head. "Tempting but no."

Annabeth dropped the smile and became more serious. "If you don't tell me why you asked me to meet you here in 5 seconds I'm going to arrest you and bring you in for official questioning.

Percy sighed. "Fine. Look I noticed you when a couple of other detectives were on a stakeout to try to catch me and I thought you were really pretty. I have been kinda sort of been keeping an eye out for you when there have been more searches for me and I noticed that you're funny, nice, and unbelievably smart. Like I really, really smart. You should have been promoted instead of Lisa from homicide. And so I thought 'hey why not just ask her out instead watching her like a creeper', which I wasn't by the the way. But then I realized that it won't work since a) you're a cop b) you had no idea who I was and c) you are way out of my league. But then my friend convinced me to take you flowers and chocolates and I was like 'what the hell why not'. But now I'm realizing that this whole thing is stupid and oh gods this is embarrassing, please don't arrest be before at least having coffee with me." His face was as red as a tomato by the time he was done.

Annabeth studied him carefully for some time before she responded. "Fine."

"You have to give at least a 5 second head start before you - wait did you just say yes?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yes now shut up before I change my mind," Annabeth said. The corner of her lips twitched up a little.

Percy grinned. "Yes, ma'am."

"So why do steal trinkets?" Annabeth asked.

Percy shook his head, the grin still plastered on his face. "Nuh-uh no work related questions. We are just two adults having coffee."

Before Annabeth could respond her phone went off signaling that she got a text message. She looked down at her phone and internally groaned in annoyance. It was one of her coworkers telling her that the chief was looking for her. She looked back up at Percy. "I have to go, sorry."

His smile fell but he nodded. "It's find I understand."

When Annabeth stood up to leave he stood up with her. She said a quick goodbye then turned to go. Percy grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her to him. "You stole my heart so it's only fair I steal something from you." He ducked down and pressed a his lips softly against hers. The kiss ended as suddenly as it started then he was gone. Annabeth stood there in a shocked daze. She touched lips and they soon curved up into a smile. Maybe letting a thief steal her heart wouldn't be so bad.