"Just imagine: it could be like this every night." Annabeth said happily, snuggling closer to Percy's chest where they sat on the couch.

Percy smiled as he turned off the TV. It was late anyway, his parents having gone to bed an hour ago. Even though it was Friday night, he did have a swim meet pretty early in the morning tomorrow… though he and Annabeth would both probably be up well in time for that. Neither of them slept too much anymore.

"Apart from the history homework, I'm a thousand percent ok with that." He chuckled, kissing the top of her hair and leaving his head there, too tired to move it again.

The rest of the day since Annabeth surprised him at school had been incredible, yet so unbelievably simple.

She'd teased him while he finished his Calculus homework and joked around with the team, and then stayed after and watched him during swim practice—though in all honesty she was really reading the book on bridge architecture Percy had in his locker for when she got here and occasionally making a comment to distract him. They'd walked home and had dinner with Sally and Paul—Percy's mom simply being over the moon she was here and making a mini-feast complete with blue cannolis for dessert in celebration—and then she'd helped him decipher his history homework. Then, they'd gone to the roof and tried to out-do one another yet again in a simple sparring match.

Exhausted, they'd collapsed onto the couch and watched some TV until the clock on the wall had rung out, marking it one o'clock in the morning and Annabeth decided it was time for both of them to sleep so Percy didn't completely fail in his meet the next morning.

A very average day.

And the best day ever.

"I know I essentially just watched you swim and try to read English, then kicked your butt as usual," He snorted but didn't comment. "…but I actually had a lot of fun today. How is that even possible?" She wondered aloud.

"I know what you mean, we didn't even kill anything today." He grinned. She shoved him half-heartedly, too comfortable to move just yet. "But seriously… today was… good. Better than the last month, though I didn't quite think it was bad exactly… that is, until you showed up and made me realize just how… weird those days were."

"Weird?" She asked, and he could hear the smirk in her voice.

He shrugged slightly so as not to disrupt her. "Not quite right." He clarified.

"And I make it all better?" She teased gently.

"Of course." He smiled.

"And in all honesty… boring as it was, you made today the best I've had in a while too." She sighed.

"And I promise for there to be many more very average awesome days." He declared softly. "Because, even though you couldn't come for this first month, I don't plan on ever leaving your side again. Okay?"

"Fine by me." She smiled, fighting back a yawn. "I'll find a way to stomach you, if you can figure out how to put up with me." She demanded.

"I've got a hundred things on my mind, and twice that many problems in trying to figure out how to get forty demigods to move in here peacefully, without destroying the building—and I can truthfully say that that is not one of my problems. If anything, it's my reward for doing all this…"

She couldn't help but grin, even though she was too tired to even open her eyes at that point.

"Best damn reward you've ever gotten." She decided.

"The very best." He agreed, finally giving in and closing his eyes too.

And even though they couldn't quite manage to rouse themselves into actually going to their own beds, and eventually ended up drifting off into the first peaceful night's sleep they'd had in months, and had to deal with Sally waking up first and taking all sorts of pictures of them still asleep and posting it on Facebook for her book club to coo over combined with Paul's dry remarks making them blush all morning, and ending up being ten minutes late to the swim meet in which Kyle had immediately caught on to Mr. Blowfis' knowing look and given Percy all sorts of crap for it, only worse, it was all just so…

Perfect.

Complete.

The feeling you get when you leave the house and just know you've forgotten something, even when logically you can't think of anything else you'd need, was gone when they had each other walking beside them. Knowing that you don't have to get up each morning and do another day on your own was gone. Finding simple things funny and interesting suddenly wasn't so hard. Burdens and worries weren't so heavy.

There is really no way to describe it other than the cliché: that they are now complete. Like they were wheels, turning in the vast machine of life, missing tiny little slivers out of their grooves, imperfect like everyone is and just doing their jobs the best they could and succeeding. But now they fit together, completing and making up where one falls short to become that perfect system, and instead of just turning, they're working. They're doing something—something important, and they're doing it well.

And it was right. And it was how it should be.

Even if the Architect and Champion of Olympus never had another battle to fight or war to win, and even if they never did another great feat like the ones that'd earned them their titles, or the many great feats after it, they'd be perfectly happy. They'd be completely content with many a thousand more completely normal and boringly average days if it meant getting to share it with someone who made it incredible.

Hello Internet.

Eh, not my favorite chapter ever, but i thought it necessary to include before the chaos tomorrow. Can't forget about the Percabeth, and getting right into their relationship twenty chapters in is like coming WAY late to the party, if ya catch my meaning...

Still, it was painful to write, because it's not incident-induced drama, which is why it's so short compared to the long-ish time I took to write it so... sorry.

Oh well.

Guten Tag.