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[A messy-haired teenage boy is eyeing the computer with an expression somewhere between dubious, irritated, and relieved] One minute I’m falling to Tartarus, the next I’m stuck on a giant turtle and surrounded by water. I’m pretty sure that no one can blame me for thinking that sounds too good to be true.

We are on a giant turtle, right? Like, I didn’t hit my head and hallucinate that or anything, there’s definitely a turtle with a whole city happening on its back and everything? Has anyone tried talking to it yet? Because I could really use an answer that isn’t ‘ask the Emperor’ right now.

[He glances down at his hands and falls silent for a moment. One of them shows signs of the skin being ripped and torn, but it’s the other one he seems to be focussing on. He clenches his hand fruitlessly for a second, before glancing back up at the camera] Uh. I’m Percy, by the way. I’m looking for a girl called Annabeth Chase. She’s tall, has curly blonde hair, and a bad attitude. If you tell her I’m looking for her, she’ll probably start badmouthing me. Or – Frank, Hazel, Nico, Leo, Piper. Jason, even. If you’re here, get in touch.

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[There's a few long moments after she watches the post where she just... stares at her console. First Leo. And even though it was Leo, it was still a familiar face, from home, something she was missing more and more every day. But she never expected someone else, not so soon.]

[And not him.]

[But then she flicks it on, and she looks like if she could reach through the screen, she absolutely would.]

[Because it's been almost a year since she's seen him at this point, and she doesn't even care that he's talking about Tartarus right now. Doesn't even care about the bad attitude remark (even if she'll punch him for it later).]

[It's Percy. It's Perseus Jackson, and he's here, and she's five seconds away from teleporting. At least she keeps her voice from shaking when she finally speaks.]

Percy.

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Annabeth! [He sees her on the screen and practically throws himself out of his chair before he realises that he actually has no idea where she is] Where are you? I'll be right there. [PERCY YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE ANYTHING IS]

[She'd laugh, if she were a little less tense. But she's practically hovering above her own seat herself, ready to go. BECAUSE NO PERCY YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE ANYTHING IS.]

No, shut up, I'm coming to you - you're in water, which suite?

[Like he'd be in any other sector, okay.]

Uh - WA-1B? [He manages a shaky sort of grin] Come on, I've been here for like two seconds and you're already telling me to shut up?

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Shut up! [The irony of repeating it after that is only half lost on her.]

[She comes to stand up fully, but she pauses.] Don't go anywhere. I'll be there soon.

[This time the grin is for real] Whatever you say.

[She can't even bring herself to mutter a quick goodbye right now; she just nods and flicks off the console, before scrambling around - grabs her hat and knife, just in case, and she's out the door.]

[It's with record timing that Annabeth reaches the water sector and subsequently Percy's suite. She hesitates with her hand at the door. Closes her eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath. Months. Months of waiting, over. Nervous, why is she so nervous?]

[She knocks, but then her hand is already on the doorknob to open it herself if he doesn't get there quick enough.] Open up, Seaweed Brain.

[Percy practically tears the door off its hinges the second she knocks. He spares a second to double check that it's really her before he grabs her hand and tugs her over the threshold, wrapping his arms around her.

She's here. Neither of them are falling and if this is Tartarus, he thinks he can live with that. Turtles are great.] Hey.

[There's the fraction of a second between his opening the door and his arms around her where the realization that it's Percy and he's here finally, completely settles.]

[She flings her arms around him and holds him tightly, as tightly as she can without inflicting too much physical pain. She's angry and happy and relieved and nearly ready to cry, but everything is Percy. He's still Percy, the way he feels, the ocean scent as she buries her face into him, the sound of his voice. All gone, for nearly a year.]

[But not anymore.]

Stupid. [She mutters it, affectionately.]

We can't all be Wise Girls. [He's holding onto her just as tightly, forehead pressed into her curls] I have no idea what's happening right now, by the way.

You never do. [He's so familiar, and it's such a relief. It's so easy to just fall back into sync.]

Stupid. [She repeats, pulling back a little bit to look at his face. His stupid face with his stupid eyes and his stupid leaving her for her months, and even if it was Hera's fault, it's just so STUPID.]

[And then she's hitting his arm, one for each time she repeats the word.] Stupid, stupid, stupid!

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Hey, hey! [He's half laughing, half protesting, and making approximately zero effort to get her to stop hitting him. That's still contact, and right now that's all he needs when it comes to Annabeth.] I'm delicate, not so hard!

[The laughing huffs her up just enough.] I'll show you delicate.

[Then she'll just. You know.]

[Grab his arm.]

[And flip him over her shoulder to the ground.]

[No big deal.]

What-- [Okay this is something that's definitely happened before, and Percy thinks that he really should have seen this coming as the world tilts and then flips upside down. The ground punches the air out of his chest an he lays there for a couple of seconds before he manages to talk again]

Okay, I think that hurt worse than the last time.

[She stands over him, a weird but working mix of still being relieved but slightly angry. And maybe a little satisfied.]

[She's about to grab him again and yell, but his words catch her off guard.]

What do you mean last time?

[This is an unfortunately familiar position to be in. At least until she asks him that. A look of confusion crosses his face, followed by a sliver of fear sliding down his spine. He pushes himself up on his elbows] What do you mean, what do I mean?

Just what I said. [Because she's flipped him before, sure, but never with the same feeling or meaning behind it.]

[She drops down, sitting on her knees and crossing her arms. Already, she's thinking back to what Leo said. She'd gotten so wrapped up in seeing him again, she forgot everything else. And it all kind of comes rushing back.]

It - it sounds like we were pulled here from different moments.

But-- [Okay pushing himself to sit up properly now. She's crossing her arms, but he reaches out and tugs at one of them, almost without really realising. Hi Annabeth, your manfriend is sort of needy right now.]

I don't get it.

[She doesn't fight it off, even sort of reaches herself when she sees what he's doing, wriggles her fingers between his.]

[And then she can't help it. Annabeth laughs, half a giggle - because his response was just so Percy, and it's still surreal to see him here, something tangible and touchable.]

Time is weird and doesn't work normally, that's what it is. [She reaches for his other hand and pulls him in for another hug.]

[Her laugh pushes that little bit of fear away and he just sort of gathers her up and drags his girlfriend into his lap] You're saying that you don't remember - uh, Rome?

[The rational and thus most prominent side of Annabeth's brain chooses now to remind her that they're still basically in an open doorway.]

[But she shoves that out the window for now, readjusting her hug after he pulls her over. She's too happy to be with him again to really care at the moment.]

The last thing I remember before getting here was being on the Argo II, just at the edges of Camp Jupiter. We hadn't - quite gotten there yet.

[And thus, you know. She hadn't seen him yet.]

[Percy is exactly aware of propriety and things like open doors as ever, which is to say not at all. And then she tells him that she doesn't remember, and he can't decide if that's a good thing, or the worst thing in the world.

His grip tightens just a little, involuntarily.] That's - that's it?

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That's it. That's the moment I found myself here. And I've been here for about six months. [She's aware of how impossible that sounds.]

Leo explained... some things. [She wriggles a little closer.] Like Tartarus.

Six...? And you were dragged here before the Argo II even reached Camp Jupiter?

[He stares down at her for a moment] Excuse me, don't punch me for this. [And he kisses her, soft and a little bit desperate.]

[Things that are not happening? Punching. Things that are? Kissing.]

[And she doesn't mind one bit. It's just as desperate in return, maybe even a little bit more, complete with one hand fisting into his shirt.]

[It's been nearly a year. She's a little surprised she made it this long without jumping him.]

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