Percy PoV

The alarm woke me, and I quickly silenced it.

I woke my wife and kissed her good morning.

We suited up, and I told her to be safe before running off to battle.

Facing off with some of Ares's offspring proved not very difficult.

Though I got a cut on my cheek, my opponents were reforming, so I believe it was safe to say I won those fights. I arrived back at the tent and showered, stepping out to find Artemis napping in the love seat.

I pecked her forehead, and my wife's eyes fluttered open.

She spotted my cut and made me sit down.

She straddled my waist and cleaned up the wound before stitching it up and kissing it.

I smiled. "Thanks, love," I murmured into her neck. Artemis flopped down onto the bed, and I laid down next to her, kissing the spot behind her ear.

Artemis let out a sound similar to that of a cat's purr.

I kissed her softly on the lips until we fell asleep.

I was shaken awake by my wife. "Percy," she hissed. "Someone's outside."

Artemis PoV

We suited up and grabbed our guns, and Percy got an idea.

He sat down in the love seat and I straddled his waist, kissing him.

The flap was torn open, and the person cleared their throat.

"We've come to demol-"the attacker stopped when he saw us.

He cleared his throat again. "Um, you need to stop. If you don't, um..."

Percy shot him straight in the head, then went back to kissing me.

We took down all the intruders and tended to our comrades, then headed up the sniper tower, shooting away at the oncoming troops.

A soldier started firing back up at us, and a stray bullet caught me in the neck.

Percy hit the auto shoot button and crawled over to me, tending to my wounds.

The last thing I saw before passing out was movement on the rope that connected the sniper tower to the ground.

What felt like the longest nap ever later, I woke up.

Percy was sketching something, my head rested in his lap.

I groaned and tried to sit up, to no avail.

Percy kissed my forehead. "Shhhhhh, don't talk, you'll reopen your wound."

He set down the sketch and slid down so he lay next to me.

I kissed his cheek. "I love you too," he mumbled. The next few days was a lot of cuddling.

After about a week, Percy checked my wound to find it fully healed.

"Okay," my husband declared. "The wound has healed."

In response to that, I crawled into his lap and kissed him. Breathless, I pulled away. My lover smiled, kissing my cheek.

I snuggled into his chest and closed my eyes, drifting back off.

Percy PoV

I awoke with Artemis on my chest.

She sat up and kissed my cheek.

"I love you," she murmured. "I love you too," I kissed her temple. My communicator beeped and I sighed.

"That was the strategy head. He wants to see us in an hour," I explained.

We got up, dressed, and ate breakfast before heading to the strategy building.

"Sup, Joe," I greeted.

He chuckled. "I assume the lovely lady is your wife."

I nodded, squeezing her hand.

"We need someone to infiltrate the Olympians' security. I know you hate them, and you probably don't wanna go back there, but you two are our best shot at secret agents because you know the place the best," Joe explained. "If you choose to accept, you will be briefed on further detail."

"I'm okay with it if my wife is," I responded. Artemis nodded.

"Alright," Joe continued. "Jeff will be heading the operation, and you know where to find him."

I laughed and showed Artemis to the bar, where Jeff was downing what looked like his seventeenth shot.

"I will never understand how you have such a high tolerance for alcohol," I muttered, shaking my head.

"So you two accepted then?" He asked, downing another shot.

I nodded.

He tossed some cash on the table and led us to a briefing room in another building.

After he explained the details, we got ready to head to the mortal world.

For Artemis, the only necessary change to her looks was a change in eye colour.

For me, it was just about everything.

When we were done, Artemis had blue eyes. Her alias was Alexa, my wife.

I had orange hair, brown eyes, a scar along my jaw, and orders not to smirk or grin in public. My alias was Anthony.

I pecked my wife's lips and we headed to the apartment in Manhattan.

It was massive, especially since there were only two of us.

We set up all the cameras except for in the bedroom, of course -and went to bed.

I awoke in the morning with my lover's head on my chest.

We got up and ate breakfast.

Our orders were to wait for them to come to us.

Artemis sat in my lap and we made out until there was a knock on the door.

Artemis bit my ear and stood, answering the door.

"Anthony!" She called. "There's an immortal at the door!"

I came to the door, opening it all the way.

"Please, come in," I said.

Hermes nodded and followed Artemis inside, sitting on the couch.

I sat in the love seat facing him, while Artemis sat in my lap.

Artemis had orders to act lovestruck and sexual, while I was supposed to be the dominant man, who's wife was more of a pet.

Acting like this would make it impossible for anyone to realize it was us.

Artemis was kissing at my neck and teething my ear as I spoke.

"So, who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Hermes, one of the Greek gods. I was sent by my father to greet you. He wishes to have as many powerful allies as possible in the midst of the war."

"What war?" I asked with fake curiosity.

"There are other powerful forces of the Greek pantheon trying to overtake Olympus," Hermes explained.

"Now, who are you?" He inquired.

"I am Anthony. I do not come from a 'pantheon' as you say. I am a descendant of Chaos," I recited.

"And what about the pretty little thing in your lap?" He asked.

"My wife, Alexa," I said coolly.

Artemis looked up as though just realizing Hermes was still here, then returned to kissing at my neck.

"Perhaps you could come to Olympus and meet the rest of the Olympian council," Hermes offered.

I nodded, looking down at my wife.

"Come, Alexa. We are going to meet the immortals of this place," I said.

Artemis stood, holding my hand as we followed Hermes.

Hermes and I made small talk as we rode up the elevator.

"This is Anthony and Alexa, the immortals that aren't from our pantheon," Hermes introduced.

"Good to meet the both of you," Zeus began. "We are the Olympian council, of the Greek pantheon. We wish to discuss alliances for an upcoming war."

"I am a powerful being, but I am a wandering immortal, so I will be of no use in the means of strength in numbers," I spoke calmly.

"Allies are allies. You may be able to help us, even become integrated into the Olympian society," Zeus offered.

I nodded. "Perhaps so."