Tuesday morning wasn't so great. The November chill was stronger. A snow storm was expected to come in. A big part of that might have been the nervous energy from the visitor she was expecting. Jason Grace. Last time Annabeth saw him was- She stopped herself. She had promised to never think of that day again.
Annabeth threw out her morning routine out the window today. No sword-fighting. No attending the senate meeting. No stroll on the Bacchus garden. She stayed home and baked Blue chocolate chip cookies, and put some Green tea in the kettle. Just as the cookies were ready, a knock on the door was heard. Annabeth opened the front door and here he was. Jason. His blonde hair was now streaked with gray. His once fresh face is now filled with worry lines and wrinkles. One thing hadn't changed all those years: his startling blue eyes.
"Hey Annabeth. Long time no see"
