Um… nothing to say really… Oh wait! This takes place before TLO.

Disclaimer: Totally don't own PJO

Annabeth's POV

Here's a long story short. My step-mom and I weren't getting a long too great even though I was trying really hard and I needed to get away. My dad and I hadn't gone on a vacation in a long time alone since he got remarried and I missed him.

It was spring break and I'd decided to come live with my dad instead of staying at camp all year and I will say I'm regretting it.

"Sweetheart, I can't right now I'm too busy studying the First Punic War. Did you know that it was from 264-241 BC? That's about 23 years!" My dad had hit me with that same fact four times. I knew he had writers block and was having trouble finding information on the First Punic War of Rome. The fact that it lasted 23 years was about all he knew.

"Why don't we go there?!" I asked sarcastically, chuckling at the thought. "Yeah, Greece isn't so far from there either. We could stop there, too."

My father's eyes got wide and the he smiled. "That's a great idea! We haven't gone on a vacation since you were little and we've got the money. We could do four days in Rome and three in Greece. I can study and you can finally see the Parthenon!" (A/N so what if that wouldn't happen in real life!)

"Are you joking? We can't just go!" I couldn't help but smile; he made it sound so easy.

"Well why not? We've got passports and we've got time and we've got enough money. C'mon, just you and me." Dad smiled and stood up from his desk encouragingly.

"We may have all of those things but we're missing one very important thing: planning." My papa's heart was in the right place but his 'plans' were hardly ever thought through.

"Look, I'll talk to your mo—er step-mom about it but I think we'll be able to leave by the day after tomorrow."

Great, if he's gonna ask her it's a no for sure.

******************************* TWO DAYS LATER*************************

"Dad, I cannot believe we're actually going! It's going to be amazing!" I was squealing the entire time we were finishing our packing before we left to catch our plane. Six days in Rome and Greece, no step-mom and no worries! "This is too good to be true!"

"Well believe it because it's happening!" My father had somehow pulled it off and now we each had tickets to Greece and Rome. Pretty much the mythological capitols of the world!

"Hey, we better get going, we don't want to miss the flight." I checked the huge clock we had on the wall of the master bedroom.

"Oh you're right!" Dad yelped checking his watch

"Am I ever wrong?"

"Watch it, we don't have to go on this vacation, you know!" He looked disapprovingly at my smug grin.

"Yeah we do, you need to learn more about your boring war." I replied happily.

"Now you're asking not to go, young lady! Maybe I'll just leave without you." My dad ran for the door but I just laughed until he stopped.

"Dad… you gave me the tickets. If you don't take me, you can't even go. What a shame."

He sighed, "This is what I get for having a daughter of Athena for a kid. All right then, I suppose we are both going to the airport." Dad lifted both my suitcase and his.

I was left to grab my small carry-on bag and Dad's copy of National Geographic that he would read on the plane. "Can't I carry anything?"

"No, we've got to hurry! There's a cab waiting for us outside." We rushed downstairs, Dad kissed my step-mom goodbye, and we slid into our taxi.

"Annabeth, you know that while we're in Rome I'll be studying most of the time, I won't really have time to take you sightseeing." My dad looked sad all of a sudden. "It probably won't be the most fun vacation for you."

"Well, I can still come see the places around where you'll be looking and I can check out the area around out hotel. Is the hotel near anything cool?" I'd do anything to perk my dad up. And truthfully, I didn't care so much about the sightseeing in Rome as much as Greece.

"I told you we wouldn't have a pool there. But, the hotel is less than a block away from Juliet's Wall. That should be interesting." He was reviewing a small brochure as he spoke.

"Never heard of Juliet's Wall. What is it?" I perked up when he said that. Walls typically had to do with architecture.

"Sorry, Annabeth, it's not known for its architecture. Juliet's Wall is famous because love sick girls write letters to Juliet and stick them in the wall. The girls hope that Juliet's spirit will answer their questions and prayers."

"Can people read the girls' letters?" Even though this wall wasn't big on architectural detail it sounded pretty interesting to me.

"I guess so. What are you thinking about?" My dad looked a bit concerned.

"Nothing, I just think it'll be pretty funny to see the sappy notes that lovelorn girls write to Juliet." I laughed to myself. This would be funny.

Then, Dad shot me a knowing look. "Maybe you could write a letter to Juliet yourself."

I'm sure I blushed a deep shade of scarlet. "No way! I mean, who about? Don't even answer that!"

The taxicab driver chuckled rather loudly and then tried to cover it with a cough.

My dad and I didn't talk for the rest of the ride but the smile on his face didn't come off soon. All of the silence gave me time to think.

You know, Dad did have a good point. I mean maybe Juliet's Wall is lucky you could finally find out if Percy… C'mon Annabeth! Have you no shame?!

That replayed in my mind about fifty times until the cab driver turned around and said, "We're at the airport, that'll be twenty dollars even. Have a nice trip and, young lady, good luck at Juliet's Wall." He started cracking up and I was about ready to crack up his head before my dad yanked me out of the taxi and toward the airport.

Sorry that it's a really boring chapter! I promise that it'll be more interesting when she gets to Rome and Greece (coming up in next chapter). Go ahead and flame, I like 'em crunchy! Juliet's Wall is actually a real place in Rome where girls actually leave notes for Juliet to answer (cool right)!