The set is loud — crew members shouting about lighting resets, someone dragging what looks like a fake Minotaur head across the floor — but Walker hasn’t noticed any of it. He’s pacing near the edge of the soundstage, still in his Camp Half-Blood shirt, tapping his script against his leg while he waits for the next take.

It’s been 6 hours of filming, and all Walker wants to do is call you until you both fall asleep- as you lately have been doing.

Lately you and Walker have been doing long distance, since you live on the other side of the world and Walkers stuck in Vancouver filming Percy Jackson.

Rick Riordan walks over to Walker, which makes him expect to be told that they have to redo another take. Instead Rick smiles. “You’re wanted on stage 4.” With that, he walks off.

Walker just stands up confused. He was on break…right?

Once Walker entered stage 4 he saw you standing there. Shock flushed over his body and for a moment he didn’t know what to do.

Walker ran over and picked you up in a hug. Those hugs that you love where his arms wrap around your hips. “Are you kidding me? Oh my God. Whatre you doing here!?” He pulls back looking at your face.