When people spend most of their time assuming the worst, surprises are sure to come their way. AKA : The fic where Will and Nico are in a relationship but both obsessively pine over a certain green-eyed hero and Clarisse is sick of watching love-struck boys dance around each other.

Annabeth managed to escape Tartarus and join the seven in the war against Gaea, but Percy was left behind. Now, three centuries later the Doors of Death are opening again and nine heroes descend into the Pit. The events which follow, none of them could have anticipated. Everyone says that time heals all wounds, but Percy knows it leaves only scars. But, Percy supposes, without time he would never have found a place where he truly belonged. Currently being rewritten