Thanks For Being There

Summary: Various times that Annabeth and Percy comfort each other when they are need. Includes situations from the books, and ones that I made up. Definitely Percabeth.

Rating: T for very mild language.

Disclaimer: All characters are property of Rick Riordan.

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

A/N: This is my first story. Everything I write will probably be short. As I have heard others say: "Flames will make toasty smores". Enjoy! In this one, Percy and Annabeth are already grown up and live in their own apartment.

Lightning storm

I lay in the bed with my nose in book about architecture. Hey, being the official architect of Olympus takes some work and research. Rain poured down making the windows rattle and the roof pound. The lamp made a small glow in the room that illuminated the bed and the face laying next to me.

Percy lay on his stomach with his arms stretched out and palm on the wall behind the headboard. His mop of shaggy, black hair covered his eyes which were closed, not allowing me to see his beautiful sea green eyes that I fell in love with the first time he came to camp halfblood. Softly snoring, I continue to read my book.

The lamp started to flicker. I stared at it for a while but continued reading until the rain slowly changed to hail. It was coming down even harder than before. Something was off. Zeus was probably pretty pissed. I didn't know what about though. I made a mental note to Iris Message Chiron first thing in the morning. The lamp made a pop noise and shut off. The laptop stopped charging and I saw a bright flash of lightning that lit up everything.

I glanced at Percy and he was now bolt up right at the sound of the thunder. I put my hand on his shoulder easing him back to bed and to sleep. Not so easy. Percy was always afraid of lightning storms. Zeus was not a real enemy but all children of Poseidon have a reason to fear him. Who would have known that the Hero of Olympus was afraid of such small storm. He started trembling and I could feel it from my side of the bed.

Acting like a child, he pulled the covers up and a pillow over his head. Grabbing Riptide, he hugged it to his chest. I lay on my side and watched him jump every time the thunder rolled and wince every flash of light he saw from inside of his eyelids.

It went on like this for a while. Two AM was early and it was pitch black in the sky but I could see the landscape with each lightning illumination. I finally had enough and pulled back the covers and jumped out of bed. My pajama pants brushed against my legs as I walked to the window silently cursing Zeus. I walked over to Percy's side of the bed. I had an idea for comforting him.

My hand caressed his back and he jumped. Massaging it in little circles, I slowly coaxed him up into a sitting position so he joined me with his legs hanging over mine. I grasped his hand and pulled him up and led him into the center of the room. He looked a bit distracted but I got his attention with a swift kiss. My lips met his and he relaxed. I felt his jaw unhook and shoulders give away from his stress. He pulled away and started to go back to bed and try to get into the fetal position to get scared again.

"Not so fast Seaweed Brain" I smiled and he returned it. Looking into his green eyes, I never broke the stare even when I placed his hands on my hips and squeezed them slightly. Before moving my hands around his neck and interlocking my fingers, I gave him a confident smile.

With the following crash, I moved us backwards. The next crash came somewhere from the west and I moved to the right. After moving in a small circle he finally caught on. The thunder made a slow beat for us to dance to. We were waltzing around the small apartment. We made spins, jumps, and shared a few giggles and laughs when we bumped into the doorway.

After the lightning died down, we got stuck with my head on his chest, slowly swaying back and forth. It was beginning to rock me to sleep. A large and loud yawn escaped my lips. He noticed, and picked me up bridal style. Carrying me back to the bedroom, he tucked me in and got in on his side. He was not tense anymore because he could swing me off my feet with ease. He wrapped his arms around me and I could feel the short and hot breath on my neck. I felt safe. Secure. At home.

"Thanks Wise Girl"

I feel asleep to the sound of listening to him snore safely.

A/N: Should I keep writing? Let me know if I really suck ha-ha. I will add some more. Read and Review please. If you have any ideas that relate to my idea, please let me know.