Hiii!
God, it's been forever since I've written anything here on FanFic. I've been so busy with friend drama (Insert sad face here) and boy drama. And did I mention that my laptop crapped out on me? It deleted every file, every story, every... everything. So, that's sort of a bummer. But I was scrolling through FanFiction to see if my stories were still up and yes they were! :D So, that cheered me up. And anyway, I was reading some of the comments on some of my old stories, and I saw a comment on "-It was an Accident!" about a sequel. Can you guess what I did after I read that?

I hit that New Story button as fast as I could.

So, here we go... I know you guys have been waiting, what, like 2 years for this? I'm really sorry I've been gone for so long, so here's my gift to you: A sequel to "-It was an Accident!". (If you have not read "-It was an Accident!" yet, I highly encourage you do, because some things in this story will be confusing. But it's your choice!
Love you guys! Enjoy! :)

It was a bright summer day in our tiny town in New Rome- lilac, daisies, and tulips crawled over the lawn of our two-story home, and the smell of fresh pond-water and oak trees was strong in our back yard. I looked out at my twelve-year old daughter, Holly, and my eight-year old son, Will, from my up-stairs bedroom window. They were chasing each other around the pond in the back-yard, laughing and shouting, sort of like how Percy and I would play around at Camp Half-Blood when we were younger.

Percy.

My throat tightened when I thought about my ex-boyfriend, Percy Jackson. He used to be the love of my life, eight years ago, and I wanted to get married to him and have a family with him and grow old with him... But I accidentally killed him. My heart starts to ache and tears build up in my eyes, and then I feel a pair of strong arms hug me from behind.

"The kids seem to having fun," Jason says. "Right, Annabeth?"

Jason is my husband, and I love him so much. When Percy died he'd helped me a lot, and somehow we ended up falling in love with each other. But let me tell you, love is a very dangerous thing, especially when your ex-boyfriend and your ex-best friend are both out to kill you.

I nod slowly.

Jason rests his head on my shoulder. "What's wrong, Annie? You haven't spoken to me all morning," he asks calmly. I wait a second, considering if I should answer. Then I wiggle from his grasp and rest my hands on the windowsill. When I do this, Jason whispers, "You're thinking. About them."

"Yes," I reply. "You know why?" I turn around to see Jason's face. He shrugs.

"It's Percy's birthday," I say. Jason lifts his eyebrows. I watch him walk over to the other side of the room and squint at a calendar hanging on the wall. "August eighteenth, Jason." He nods and glances at me.

"I'm sorry, Annie," he says. He walks over to me and holds me close to his chest. "Hey, let's do something special tonight. Just you and me," he offers after a while.

I smile. "I'd like that."

"Okay, I'll call the baby-sitter over at seven, and we'll be back at ten-thirty," Jason explains. "Now go cheer yourself up with some shopping."

1 hour later...

I've been shopping at New Rome Mall for the past hour, and I already have seven bags. Mainly sneakers and baseball caps. I'm just about ready to head back to my home when something catches my eye: A store called Piper's Perfumes.

I feel my heart stop in my chest.

Piper's not here, Annabeth. There are hundreds of Pipers in the world, there's no way in Hades that Piper McLean is in that shop.

A bag slips from hand and falls to the floor. I hear a lip-biting crack! and I know that my $100 bottle of perfume is shattered. "Dammit," I mutter and pick up the bag. When I stand back up, I glance at Piper's Perfumes. I think about going in there and buying another bottle of perfume to replace the one I just broke.

My first thoughts are: Are you insane?! If Piper's in there she'll kill you!

But then I think: Pull your shit together, Annabeth. Piper is not in there, so stop being a bitch, go in there, and buy some freakin' perfume!

So that's what I do. I grip my bags tighter, put a grim smile on my face and walk right into that store. After about five minutes in the store, the voice in the back of my head screaming "GO BACK, GO BACK!" dies down, and the knot in my stomach goes away. I walk through rows and rows of bottles of perfume, some shaped like hearts and some shaped like diamonds. I'm actually enjoying myself a little, until I see one bottle that takes my breath away. It is labelled in fancy cursive writing: She Killed Him. I can't help but want to try it, so I place my bags on the floor and spray some of the perfume on my wrist. It smells salty, like the ocean, and sort of lemony... like my favorite brand of perfume. A realization hits me, causing my hands to shake and the bottle nearly falls to the floor: It smells like Percy and I. I nearly throw the bottle back on the shelf. I want to leave, and run out of this damned store, but a voice stops me.

"That's our best-seller."

Beside me is a young women, my age, with straight hazelnut-colored hair braided over her two shoulders. Her eyes are glittery, her skin is perfectly even and toffee-colored. She's wearing a purple blouse and white shorts, a name-tag pinned above her left breast. It reads: Piper.

I stumble back into the shelves, the bottles trembling. I grab my bags, not daring to look into Piper's eyes.

"Oh my Gods, are you alright?" she asks me before I'm about to run away. I bite down on my tongue so hard I taste blood. "You seem scared."

"I-I'm f-fine," I stutter. I'm going into shock, because I can't get my eyes off Piper's. They're so pretty, just as they were eight years ago, when we were friends.

"Are you sure?" Piper asks me, obviously not believing me. I nod quickly. "Well, if you say so."

I start walking away, still shaking, but then Piper adds, "Wait. Do I know you from somewhere?"

That's when I take off running. My sneakers pound on the floor, my heart beats out of my chest, my hands are shaking, and for a minute, you could've mistaken me for running from a monster. A flashback runs through my mind, and I can suddenly remember running away from Percy, screaming for help at camp.

He's bleeding behind me. Dying. Because of me. I remember crying so hard that day, and everyone was looking at me, including Piper and Jason. I remember Mr. D stopped me, and Chiron took Percy to the infirmary.

I snap back to reality when a salty tear slips into my mouth. I'm crying. People are watching me. Humiliation washes over me and I wipe the tears off my face painfully quick. I run out of the mall, then out into the parking lot.

I find my car and throw all of my stuff in the backseat. Then, I speed home, more tears streaming down my face.