So... I obviously don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the Hero's of Olympus, because if I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction. I truly hope there are no grammar or spelling mistakes. English is my second language. So have fun reading!

Sally's POV:

When Sally got home, her first thought was that Percy said Annabeth was going to come over. However Sally didn't see any signs that the teenagers were here. "So? They probably went out, nothing to worry about" Paul assumed.

Paul and her had their weekly date-night. They came home earlier than usually, because the movie they wanted to see was already sold out. So here they were standing in the hallway, Paul made his way to the bedroom. And Sally started going slowly towards the kitchen, however she stopped as soon as she heard music, more specific classic rock, coming from Percy's room. She knew that Percy and Annabeth didn't go out.

The last few months Sally was getting more suspicious and uncomfortable whenever Annabeth came over.

Annabeth was a smart girl Sally was aware of that, but she was still a teenage girl and Percy's girlfriend, which was the reason it got complicated in Sally's mind. It just didn't sit right with her, them being in the same room together with the door closed. So now Annabeth and Percy weren't allowed to be in the room alone together. In Sally's mind they were allowed to be everywhere together as long there wasn't a bed around and no people.

So naturally she was more than curious to what was going on on her son's bedroom at the moment. When Sally reached the door, she hesitated. She was caught between the thought "Maybe it would be better she didn't know what was happening behind that door?" and "Maybe they were just doing homework?". The second was probably the less likely one. But when she opened the door, she still wasn't prepared to see THAT.

Annabeth was on top of Percy, they clothes were shattered all around the room. Sally could only manage to squeak and run out of the room and slam the door shut. Paul watched Sally closely as she shakily stuttered the words "Bed, Naked, Annabeth, Percy, Top", before she went back into the room.

Nobody's POV:

Where currently the two teenagers were in the middle of the room looking for their clothes. Percy was already wearing his pants and looking for his shirt before he realized he wasn't wearing one in the first place, when Annabeth came over. Who was only in her shorts desperately looking for her bra, that's when Sally entered for the second time.

Annabeth's POV:

Annabeth hid behind Percy, her face as red as a tomato if not redder. A few minutes passed in silence before Paul also came in the room probably wondering what was going on, that's when Sally spoke the first time, "I want you both dressed and in the living room in two minutes". Annabeth analyzed Sally's voice. It was distance, slightly cold and most definitely shocked, like she just couldn't bring herself to believe what she walked in on.

Annabeth took at least another minute and a nudge from Percy before she realized that Sally had been calling her name. Her face slowly appeared behind Percy, facing Sally, her body still behind him and her chest pressed into his back,because to her discomfort, she was still only in her shorts. She thought she most definitely could die from embarrassment when she saw that Sally had picked up her bra and handed it to her. But Annabeth couldn't bring herself to move, so Percy had to take her bra from his mother.

Annabeth noticed a slight rosy blush rising on Percy's face as his mother and stepfather left the room. The first words were spoken, after Percy put on some shirt he found in his messy closet and Annabeth was just pulling her top over her head.

"I'm so sorry... I thought for sure they were going to be out for more than a few hours, they usually are. Annabeth, are you okay? You look like Piper when she found out Drew had stolen her diary"

Was he for real, his parents just walked in on them.

"No! I'm not okay! Percy, your mother just saw me naked, she saw us doing it. The woman, who is like a mother to me saw something, which probably scarred her. I don't think I will ever be able to look into her face again"

"Annabeth, I think your overreacting. I mean sure it was embarrassing but hey it's not like the end of the world. She'll get over It"

"Percy, I... I think we should go now. You know your mother said that we-"

"Yeah,sure..."

Annabeth watched Percy as he left the room, he looked like he wasn't finished talking, slightly distracted. And as they reached the door to the living room, he most definitely looked nervous. Annabeth dreaded going threw that door

She liked Sally a lot actually, like the loving mother she never came to know. And now the same woman probably thought that Annabeth was easy and some kind of slut. Annabeth didn't want that, she wanted Sally to like her. Percy and her only started being intimate like that a few weeks ago. She knew it was right, she was ready and she really did trust him with her life. But most importantly she loved him with all her heart, so much that it actually physically hurt her when they were not together.

Annabeth seriously thought she might have a heart attack as she took her first steps into the living room. Paul sat somewhat relaxed in one armchair, whereas Sally was pacing up and down in the middle of the room. Annabeth took the scene in before, she was ripped out of her thoughts by Percy's "mom". His voice was low, barley existent, almost a whisper.

That was when she drew the conclusion that her last thoughts had been incredibly selfish. She never once thought about how this must be for Percy. This had to be at least as terrifying and nerve-wracking for him as it was for her. They both had absolutely no clue on how Sally was going to react.

"Why don't you guys take a seat on the couch? I'll make some tea and then we'll talk" Sally said, her voice still distance but not as cold as before. Annabeth watched her as she made tea and her mind drifted to the first time she met her and how she acted when she found out about Percy and her.

She was supportive, so maybe this wasn't going to be bad and the end of the world. And just maybe Annabeth did slightly overreact before.

"So... Let's talk about what happened here today, shall we?" Sally's words rang in her head like a never ending echo. They were going to have to talk about it, just at the thought Annabeth wanted to pale and blush simultaneously. This was going to be a long night.

Ok, thanks for reading and I hoped you enjoyed my little story. I seriously have no idea where I'm taking this Story. I might continue, make it into a real story or a two-shot or something like that. If there are any mistakes please tell and please Review, obstructive criticism welcome! But try to be kind I'm just a girl on vacation who managed to get sick. And also tell me some of your ideas :-)