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Chapter 4

The three teens found their way home after they had had their fill of ice cream, pop and people. The walked together into the building and in the elevator. Wren shove past in a flurry of excitement.

"I wanna press the button!" She reached the elevator first and dove in, her hand hovering over the buttons.

Annabeth shot her a questioning look.

"Oh right!" Wren grinned sheepishly "You guys don't have little siblings." She shrugged apologetically. "I still want to press the button though."

Percy shrugged. "You can press it this time but remember that button pressing is my job."

"Let's see how long that lasts." Wren winked at Percy and jabbed her thumb on the button. The big silver doors shut them in and the began the boring ascent to the 9th floor.

Wren leaned against the metal wall and closed her eyes.

"Tired?" Annabeth asked.

"A little." Wren admitted. "There's only so much one can do. You wouldn't understand though you're just Mundanes."

"Excuse me?" Annabeth asked shrilly. "What did you just call me?"

Wren eyes popped open. "Oh! I'm so sorry! There's this book series that I'm really into, Mortal Instruments, and the ShadowHunters call non-magical beings Mundane. I've gotten into the habit. Sorry!"

Annabeth relaxed. "If that's all..." She shrugged. "No biggie."

Wren looked apologetic. "If I ever call you a Muggle, you can just ignore that too."

Annabeth shook her head but a small smile had formed on her lips. If I ever call you a mortal, you can ignore that. She though

When the group opened up the door to the apartment Percy threw the keys down.

"Mom! Paul! We're home!" He called.

"They can't hear you." Wren sang back.

"Why not?" Percy demanded.

Wren all of the sudden looked at them, wide eyed and said in a spooky voice. "They've been abducted... by MONSTERS!"

"What?" Annabeth hands trembled. "What makes you say that?" She asked as lightly as she could.

"Jk jk!" Wren sang in an annoying voice. "They went out for supper together and there's food in the fridge for us." She finished in her normal voice.

"How'd you know that?" Percy asked, amazed.

Wren pointed to the note tapped to the door. "I learned how to read guys!"

"Oh..." Percy flushed. "Uhh, Let's see what's in the fridge!"

It was a macaroni casserole.

"Ohhh yummmm." Percy pulled it out and looked at it sadly. "I want a burger."

"Well you're eating the casserole!" Annabeth said. She pulled out three plates and served out the food. Each person had to wait for it to be heated up in the microwave. When they all had their food Percy lead the way to the living room to watch T.V while they ate.

Percy and Annabeth settled on the couch but Wren insisted she sit on the floor. She sat with her back leaning against the couch.

They were flipping through the channels mindlessly when Wren gave a loud cry. "Go back! GO BACK!" She ordered.

Percy obliged and went back. The channel was Nickelodeon and the T.V show was Avatar: The Last Airbender. Percy and Annabeth shared a look before glancing at Wren who watched the T.V. excitedly.

"Isn't this a little kids show?" Annabeth asked.

"NO!" Wren looked up shocked. "How could you even SAY such a thing? Friends off!" And she promptly turned back to the T.V. "No way!" She squealed. "It's the first episode! You guys are going to love me for this!" She snatched the romote from Percy and turned the volume up.

Annabeth sighed loudly. She leaned against Percy. It'd be rude to leave so she might as well catch some sleep. She watched the screen with a blank look as the opening scene ended.

On screen, a boy and a girl sat together in a canoe. Not 5 minutes later Annabeth watched the screen breathlessly. She was blown away by the amazing animation, story and beauty of it all.

She noticed Wren watched with equal enthusiasm but you could tell she'd seen it before. Like when a character came on screen her eyes would light up, or she'd mouth words along with the show.

When it finished Annabeth groaned. "It's over?"

"Not even close!" Wren consoled her. "They always play two episodes back to back."

"That was really cool." Percy announced. "I like Aang."

"I think Katara is going to be a really big character." Annabeth said.

"She is." Wren said. "But I love Sokka. He's probably my favorite. And it's not because he's hot."

The next episode started and they all turned their attention back to the screen. That was how Sally and Paul found them later, sitting together with dirty plates and enjoying each others company without saying much. Which is just what Percy and Annabeth needed. Quite time with loved ones.

When the second episode finished Annabeth sighed again. "Zuko is such a dick.

Wren bit her lip to keep herself from retorting. "It gets worse before it gets better..." She settled with. "You guys can pick a show now." She handed the remote to Percy and got up to bring her plate to the kitchen.

"Well?" Sally asked, coming in the room when Wren had left.

"Well what?" Annabeth asked tiredly.

"Have you warmed up to Wren yet?"

Percy shrugged without looking up from the T.V. "I think so..."

Annabeth also didn't look up. "It won't take very much longer I don't think... She's... interesting."

Sally laughed. "Interesting is one way to describe Paul's family."

Annabeth smiled weakly before getting up off the blue couch. She crossed the room and gave Sally a hug. "I think I'll turn in for the night. See you tomorrow."

Sally held her a bit longer. "Goodnight Sweetheart. Sleep well tonight."

"I'll try." Was the grim reply. "Goodnight Paul! Goodnight Wren!" Annabeth said a bit louder.

Chorus' of 'Goodnight' came through the door and followed her to bed.

She lay in the dark with her eyes open. The steady hum of traffic could be herd at all times, the excessive honking and the shouts of drunks floated up to Annabeth. She couldn't help but think that they had it so easy, all of them. Not one had to risk their life for a bunch of lazy, mean, conceited deity's on a daily bases. Hot tears welled up in her eyes but she didn't let them fall, she couldn't very well just cry whenever she felt like it.

As if he could tell that he was needed, Percy slipped into the room and into the bed. He didn't even change out of his jeans.