I was drawn back to the coffee shop, going over the moment with Percy-more than I'd like to admit. I wish I would be able to forget him, I had almost completely done it. After the whole ICARE thing was done, I buried myself in school. I learned greek, sword fighting, juggling, I even tried knitting. Anything that would rid my mind of those addicting-to-look-at sea-green eyes, even for the slightest moment. Harvard was the best decision ever, it had enough work that I had no time to think about anything about finishing my assignments. There I met Henry, and I had hope to finally cleanse myself from this longing for a person I deep down knew I would almost never see again. Then, I was climbing the latter of Olympus Architecture and, currently, a fraction of an inch to being the CEO. I guess Percy thought that was the perfect moment to waltz back into my life.

Stalking into the coffee shop, I was ready to rip the Perky Barista's braids out. She looked at me like I was a time bomb, and flinched when I gave my order through clenched teeth. I murmured a tense thanks when she handed over my drink. I turned on my heel, and felt my heart stutter at the sight of Percy talking-most likely flirting-with a girl in the corner. Why should I be jealous? We're not together. I'm not even single or planning to date him. Luckily, I silence my nerves and came to my senses and was half way out the door when I heard Percy call out "Annabeth".

"Damn it," I let slip under my breath before plastering a smile on my face and meeting him.

Percy lightly put his hand on the small of my back, leading me over to the corner. The girl sauntered over and slipped Percy something before swishing her hips out the door.

"Who was that?" I bit back a sarcastic remark,

He shrugged, "I don't know, she just came up to talk to me,"

"You mean flirting," I corrected, taking a deep drink from my drink,

Percy cocked an eyebrow up, "What?"

I rolled my eyes, "You are so oblivious. She gave you her number,"

"That was flirting?" Since the truth didn't smack him, I did.

"You are such an idiot,"

Percy started to say something but my phone buzzed loudly, "Who's that" He peered at the lit up screen

I scrambled to answer it, after realizing it was Henry's number calling, "I'll be right back

"Uh, hey"

"Hey Babe,"

"Why are you calling?" I felt my heart beet twice as fast, I was praying to everything good out there that Percy didn't just hear Henry call me Babe.

"My Uncle canceled, and I wanted to call to see how you were doing," He said uneasy

I tried to sound nicer, "I'm doing good. It's just these meeting are driving me insane." I looked over to see Percy, or should I say 'Meetings' smile and cheerfully wave, "Listen, I gotta call you back. The next meeting is in a couple minutes."

"I miss you,"

"I really have to go,"

"I love you future Mrs. Mills"

I hung up the phone, guilt weighing down my shoulders.

"I have to go. Silly business meetings" I lied to Percy,

Percy nodded, "See you later,"

I was out the door before Percy could see the emotions flicker across my face. I was lucky nobody could hear my thoughts, I was cursing myself out with words that'll make a sailor blush.

I lost count of how many times I rolled over that night. Don't tell anyone, but I liked having a bed to myself and having personal space in a bed-Henry's a huge cuddle-during-sleep person. Henry. Part of me knew I should call him, especially after how I acted when I called. I thought long and hard, watching the night tick away on the digital clock, finally settling on calling Henry once I hit the 3 AM hour.

It rung 5 times before Henry's morning voice, "Hmm?"

"Hey Sweetie," I shuddered at the use of the word sweetie, I hated pet names.

I heard Henry laugh lightly, "Someone's in a cheery mood. Isn't it like 3 AM there?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to call you. I miss you,"

"I miss you too Babe, too bad I can't go over there,"

I tried my hardest to sound upset, "I haven't slept in a bed alone for more than a night in 5 years. It's lonely"

"Hey, you only have 3 days left alone, then your back here with me. And wedding planning"

I groaned, slamming my face into the pillow. I hated wedding planning with a burning passion, "Aren't you heading to work right now?"

Ever since Henry and I moved in together 3 years ago we had a system. He'd get up make breakfast while I showered, and we'd switch. Me making coffee and him showering. We would have a quick breakfast together before we went to work, we wouldn't see each other until we got off work, I finished at 7, 10 the latest while his shift at the hospital could end 7 PM to 3 or 4 AM. The nights he got off early, we would go out for dinner and then hang out or sometimes-I'd have to be in a mood-have sex. But lately his shifts have ended really late.

"Jennie is going to cover me, it's Anna's birthday, you know that" Anna was his younger, and only, sister. For some unknown reason, Henry's parents decided to have a kid once their only other one was 15. Anna was in her late teens. Henry's family is from Washington State, and he ditched them the instant he got the chance, his parents are hippie's that don't believe in working hard-Henry was all about working hard. So he was ready to jump on any chance he got. That chance was attending Harvard. Yet his little baby sister Anna is the only connection he kept with his family, maybe it was because she was normal-ish. Anna lived in a secluded place in the Colorado mountains-refusing to tell anyone or anything about her life, except the occasional-rare-pictures of her with some dogs. Annabeth and Henry would have a million theories about her walled off life, once we caught a baby toy in the back and cooked up this entire tale that she got drunk hooked up with a stranger and then 9 months later during the delivery, the doctor is the Baby Daddy-him and Anna are taking it slow both raising little baby girl Laurel.

"Right, tell her I said Happy Birthday. I guess I'll leave you be. I love you"

"I love you too. Get some sleep Baby"

"Sleep is for the weak,"

"I think face planting at a early morning meeting in front of people that could make or break your future career might not be the best thing. Sleep Annabeth"

"Ugh, fine. Good night. Well, morning"

"Sleep well"

Even after talking to my Fiance, the man I will spend the rest of my life with, Percy somehow weaseled his way through my thought wall of Henry. Percy will be the death of me. Whether he plans to or not.