PREVIEW OF MR. & MRS. JACKSON:

Third Person:

"I'm home!" Artemis walked through the front door. She walked into the kitchen, where she knew she would find her handsome husband, and walked up behind him. She massaged his shoulders a little as she peered over his slumped and loose body, she kissed him on the cheek and peeked at his drink. Must've been a tough day.

Scotch.

"Honey, you okay?" He glanced up from his almost empty glass and smiled. Hestia had dropped him off a day ago, all he did was sleep, eat and drink. "Where are the kids?" She sat in his lap and downed the rest of his scotch, "They went to spend their time with Apollo for the week." He started to kiss her neck.

"Mhm?" she mumbled, in total bliss. Give the poor woman a break, she loves her kids to death, but sometimes a woman needs some alone time with her husband, especially when said husband is loyal, handsome and very- let's not go there. Her answer? More kisses.

Hands roamed as Percy picked his wife up and stumbled to their bedroom, where they would spend the rest of the evening, night and morning, alone...