Chapter 1:
*Dissclaimer: All characters are not mine and belong to Rick Riorden*
Lenna ran through the room, a high pitched scream of pure pleasure escaping her lips as she whipped around the corner, almost running into her mother. She dodged around her mom's legs and hid behind them, peering around to looking for Rylie. Rylie soon followed waddling in on her chubby little legs. Her grey eyes gleamed as she scoured the room, finally resting her eyes on her sister hiding behind her mother. "Sissy!" Riley screeched as she waddled towards her sister. Their mother laughed as the older girl yelped and ran from her hiding position, out the back door to try and find a safer hiding spot. Annabeth scooped up her little girl and said to her, "Let's go find Lenn, ok". The toddler giggled and clapped to express her excitement. Rylie wasn't much for words, though she knew how to talk in small phrases just fine. At eleven months, the Jackson's second daughter already could walk and knew her whole alphabet. Annabeth hefted her daughter into her arms and set off the way that Lenn had run. She was obviously trying to conceal herself without much luck. Annabeth walked around the yard, letting Rylie search. Finally, she brought her daughter over to the tree, behind which, Lenna was trying to make herself as small as possible, giggling in the process. Annabeth waited for Ry to spot Lenn, and when she did, Annabeth swooped in and grabbed her daughter, hugging Lenna to her chest while both girls erupted in a flash of laughter. She began to swing her daughters around, as they giggled and laughed.
A sudden pain in her abdomen stopped her. She gasped, as if getting stabbed in the gut. She stopped the fun, putting her children on the grass. Both girls looked concerned. Annabeth stood, hands on her knees. The pain in her gut was almost unbearable. She felt like she was ready to puke. She sat, and Rylie crawled over to her mother, placing a tiny hand on her knee. Annabeth's breathing was shallow. The pain soon diminished slightly, making it bearable to take Rylie into her lap. Lenna, who had been watching the scene, walked over and sat next to her mother on the soft grass of the Jackson's back lawn. There was no more laughter. Annabeth was only scared. Scared of what the pain meant, whether it was serious. But she couldn't let her worry show. She smiled a weak smile and looked at her daughters. "Now, you both run along inside now, okay. I come in in a second." "Momma what happened?" Lenna spoke. She had the exact same eyes as her father, but she had Annabeth's blonde hair, except it suited the five year old much better then it suited the 28 year old. "I'll be fine", Annabeth reassured Lenna. She watched as her oldest daughter picked up the youngest off of Annabeth's lap, locking their little hands together as Lenna guided her little sister up the back steps and into the house. Annabeth sat on the lawn of their small beach house. It brought back so many memories. She smiled a little as she thought of the first time Percy had taken her here. They had rented the three bedroom house over the weekend to get away from the madness of being heroes and all that. They were 18 then. They were so young, so in love. And they still are in love, just not so young. She smiled. Staring at the sky as it faded into sunset. Percy still was her dream. A dream she had every single night, and it was the best dream she could ever have. She just didn't want anything to happen that would ruin what they had, and she most certainly wasn't going to let anything happen to her. She steeled herself, and got up. A jab of pain pierced her as she rose, but it lasted mere seconds. She tried to imagine what Percy would say if she told him about it. Of course, he would drive her to the nearest hospital immediately, and request that she be checked out. She chuckled to herself. No, Percy wouldn't have to know about this little incident. And, as long as the kids didn't tell him, then neither would she. She walked into the kitchen where Lenna was ready to help make dinner. Annabeth smiled at her daughter and proceeded to start to make dinner with her. Lenna had obviously brushed off the incident and was ready to move on to the next. But Rylie kept looking at her mother funny, as if she knew what her mother was hiding.
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