AN: Characters belong to Rick Riordan and Richard Paul Evans independently.

Venice, Italy

"Jack!" Abi banged on the door. "Jack? Jack, where are you? Are you working late again?"

She turned to her companion. "I'm sorry. Jack's usually home by now."

"It's all right." Will was easygoing, with a New York accent and golden hair. "I can meet him tomorrow."

"I can help you with work. You'll need to catch up, it's already pretty far into the year. How did you manage to get in so young, by the way?"

"I don't know. Guess I'm just a good doctor."

"What's all that banging for? He's been gone all day." A voice came from behind them. She spun around, instantly on guard. He just laughed. "Abi, correct?"

She was shocked. "How did you know?"

"Lucky guess." His accent was completely unidentifiable.

"How about you come to our apartment?" Will asked suddenly.

"Oh. Alright, I guess. Thanks."

"No problem."

"Do you have a death wish? She can't see the infirmary or the training arena or we'll be arrested." (Ancient Greek. HC Nico knows Ancient Greek, Latin, Italian, French, Spanish, and Portuguese.)

"It'll be fine." (Also in Ancient Greek. Only other language Will knows - his classes are in English.)

She followed them up the stairs.

AN: Should I continue? I'm thinking of calling it "Neighbors". I also have an account on Fanfiction.Net by the name of EESCHU01 if you want to check it out! Thanks!