broken

chapter five

Annabeth POV

I wake up with Percy's lips pressed to my forehead and his arms around me. I try to get up, but his grip tightens.

"Don't leave," he says, into the pillow.

"Come on Perce, we're gonna miss breakfast," I say. He slowly stands up and walks to the door, stopping to give me his signature pout.

I walk over and kiss him.

"Ew, go brush your teeth," I tell him in between giggles, opening the door and pushing him out.

I get dressed, wash my face, brush my teeth, and try to tame my hair before knocking on his door, noticing the name was changed to Percy.

He opens it quickly, gives me his famous lopsided grin before kissing me.

It takes a few seconds for us to pull away, and I drag him to where we ate dinner last night.

Percy's eyes light up when he sees Steve making pancakes. I squeeze his hand and Steve turns to me.

"Are you ok, Annabeth?" He asks me.

"Um yeah, I'm fine," I say, before muttering, "It's nothing new."

Steve turns and gives me a look that reads confusion, concern, and respect, but quickly turns back to the griddle. Percy squeezes my hand tighter and we sit down at the island, watching Steve make pancakes.

"Do you guys have food dye?" Percy asks, trying to hide his grin.

There's no mistaking Steve's face this time. He's completely lost. "Um... I think so? Why?"

"Can we dye the pancakes blue?" Percy is looking at Steve, begging.

Steve laughs and nods his head. "Sure. Let me find the blue food coloring."

Ten minutes later, everyone begins to emerge from their rooms, some looking put together, others, like Tony, looking half-dead. We all make our way to the table, and Natasha speaks first.

"Annabeth, are you sure you're ok?" she asks.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm ok," I say, glancing at her and lowering my gaze to my lap. I'm sure she notices, but she doesn't say anything.

Steve brings out the pancakes, and Percy looks like a little kid at Christmas.

"Why are they blue?" Wanda asks.

"Why not?" Percy says, already filling his plate with syrup with a side of pancakes.

It brings a sad smile to my face.

Tony POV

After we're all done eating, Annabeth pipes up,

"Is there a training room?"

"Yes," Nat says, "down the hall on your left. We have our daily training session in 30 minutes, do you want to just go then?"

"No, I'll be fine," She says and disappears down the hall.

"Percy," I ask, noticing him getting ready to follow her, "Peter's picking up coffee, do you want any?"

"Are you sure?" He asks me.

Geez, these kids don't get handed anything, do they?

"Yeah, I'm sure," I say.

"Ok, just an iced coffee for both of us, I guess. Thank you, Mr. Stark." He says before following her down the hall.

Percy POV

I walk into a room full of weapons and spot Annabeth throwing knives at a target, looking happier than I've seen her in months.

"Hey Annie, wanna spar?" I ask her, pulling out Riptide.

"Don't call me that, Perseus," she says, launching at me, laughing.

Steve POV

We head to the training room and walk in to see Percy and Annabeth in a full-fledged fight, with daggers? And swords?

All of a sudden, a dagger misses my face by inches. Percy knocks Annabeth to the ground and says in her ear,

"You lose, Wise Girl." They both laugh.

Annabeth's eyes flick to us, and Percy turns around and jumps off her, offering her his hand.

"What was that?" Nat asks.

"And whose dagger was that?" Tony says.

"Practice," Percy says, shrugging his shoulders.

"And my dagger," Annabeth answers.

"I guess this confirms they're half-god," Bruce says.

"What did you say?" Percy questions, looking alarmed.

"Half-god?" Peter asks, emerging with the coffee, "Wait! I see the resemblance! Mr. Thor is your dad," he says, pointing at Annabeth's blonde hair, "And Mr. Loki is your dad!" he finishes, citing Percy's black hair.

"Not exactly, Peter," Tony says, passing out the coffee. "I think that's just a coincidence."

Annabeth whispers something to Percy and he nods his head.

"Thank you," he says as Tony hands him his coffee. "And I think we should explain who we are."