Percy POV.

After meeting Sherlock I went to my hotel room that I'm staying in and just sat on the bed going over what I had experienced that day in the lab. I will admit that Sherlock is very good at deducing a mortal but, not very good when it comes to demigods. That could very well be because of the mist and all that jazz.

Anywho. After a while my curiosity got the better of me and I was just dying to know who and what Sherlock had texted on my phone. It made absolutely no sense at all.

If brother has green ladder arrest brother.-SH

I decided to just leave the text alone because even with Athena's blessing there is no way in Hades that I would be able to figure that one out.

I had the feeling that sharing this flat with Sherlock is why my father told me to try London after I had finished with the army. I also had the feeling like I would never be bored anywhere in the near future. I guess it's time to pack all of my stuff up and make sure that I had all of my weapons. You know just your normal packing list for a demigod.

The Next Morning

Since Sherlock said that we were just going to be looking at the flat I decided to leave all of my stuff at the hotel. On the taxi ride over I was wondering why Sherlock had such a hard time finding someone who would be willing to share a flat with him. I mean he's smart, truthful, handsome… Wait, whaaaat! Where did that come, oh look I'm here. I'll come back to those thoughts in a minute. Right as I was knocking on the door Sherlock came out of a taxi right behind me.

"Hello," Sherlock said with his deep, dreamy, British accent. Hades, get ahold of yourself girl. "Hello Mr. Homes," I say trying to focus again. His reply made me really happy even though it was just him telling me to call him Sherlock

. "Ah this is in a prime spot. It must be very expensive," I say as I'm looking around for monsters.

Sherlock's simple reply to my statement is, "Mrs. Hudson, the landlady has given me a special deal. She owes me a favor. A few years back her husband got himself sentenced to death in Florida. I was able to help out."

"You stopped her husband from being executed," I asked very skeptically, not quite believing him. I mean the gift from Apollo is telling me that he is telling the truth but it is still very hard to believe.

"Oh no, I insured it." He smirks that smirk that shows off his cute little dim, STOP IT Percy. In reply all I give him is my famous lopsided grin that shows him that I find that is more believable.

Sherlock's POV

When I told Percy about helping Mrs. Hudson with her husband her face at first showed that she didn't believe me. But when I got to the part about ensuring that Mr. Hudson got executed Percy's face showed that she found that more me. She even gave me her lopsided grin that I find so adorable and I want to get her to grin more of… I was cut off of my thoughts when the door opened to the beautiful Mrs. Hudson. I turned and gave Mrs. Hudson a hug because she is one of the only people that I truly care for.

I decided to get introductions over fast so that I can see if Percy will deduce Mrs. Hudson or not. "Mrs. Hudson, Perceia 'Percy' Jackson."

"Hello, come in." All that Percy did was say thank you and go in as Mrs. Hudson gave her a look of, oh you poor thing, what happened to you that gave you that limp. I was kinda bummed that I didn't get to see Percy deduce someone else, though I am glad to know that she can.

"Shall we?" I ask as I follow Percy into the flat.

As I reach the door after almost running up the stairs, I stop and wait for Percy. She is going slower because of her psychosomatic limp. Instead of being my normal self I wait for her to get to the top of the stairs to open the door for her.

She starts to look around and for some reason I start to wring my hands nervously awaiting her opinion.

"This could be very nice. Very nice indeed." Is the first thing she says. I felt relieved that she liked it. For some reason I was worried that she wouldn't like it and try to find somewhere else to live.

"Yes, I think so, my thoughts precisely. So that is why I have already moved in." I say, while she waits for me to finish. After I finish she comments that all we need to do is tidy up in that flat to make it more presentable. I feel so embarrassed she must think of me as a messy slob or something. I'm thinking as I go around organizing things as she just stands there smirking at me. As I put the mail onto the mantle of the fireplace and stab it with a knife, Percy takes her cane and points next to me.

"That's a skull," She says as the smirk never leaves her face.

Percy's POV

Who has a skull in their house. Well Uncle H and Nico both do so I guess it is pretty common. I'm thinking as I tell Sherlock that that's a skull.

"Friend of mine… Well I say friend." is all that he says as I start to laugh under my breath so that he doesn't think that I'm laughing at him. I'm broken out of my quit laugh because Mrs. Hudson asks me how I like the flat. But before I can answer her first question she says,

"There's another bedroom upstairs, if you'd be needing two bedrooms?"

"Of course we will be needing two bedrooms," I'm not like my family except for Hestia, Hera, and Artemis.

"Oh don't worry there's all sorts round here. Mrs. Turner next door got's married ones." Mrs. Hudson says as I just full on laugh. As I finish laughing I turn to Sherlock, just to find him staring at me like I just made a sound that he's never heard before.

"Sherlock the mess you've made." Mrs. Hudson reprimands him. I sat down after helping Sherlock clean up the mess that he's made. Sherlock is trying to find a place to put his laptop when I speak up and tell him that I looked him up the night prior.