Disclaimer: I do not own anything; all these awesome characters are owned by the amazing Rick Riordan.
Annabeth's POV:
I sat on the bench while I watched by son do the Butterfly in his school's swimming pool. I sat there, with all the other moms, and watched as my boy beat the rest of them. His name was Cedric Chase and I didn't want him to know his father.
Thirteen years ago, the world was saved by me and my friends and boyfriend. His name was Percy Jackson. After spending one night alone with Percy I got up to see him kissing a girl named Drew from our camp. I was infuriated and left. I found out I was pregnant. I was seventeen. I had Cedric and from then on I have lived alone.
They finished the last lap and the boys got out. Their coach, Coach Jackson, told them to get changed. I stood up and walked to the coach.
'Excuse me,' I said to him. 'I want to talk to you about extra lessons for my son, Cedric Chase.'
'Sure,' he said, not turning around. 'What day and time do you want this training, Miss Chase?'
'Please, call me Annabeth.'
This time he turned around. He had green eyes. 'Annabeth Chase?'
I gulped. 'Percy?'
Percy's POV:
It was Annabeth. She was shocked, so was I. Then, her face turned red with anger. She turned away from me and advanced on a boy who just came out of the changing rooms.
I gulped. He was about thirteen years old; he had brown-blonde hair and sea-green eyes. Annabeth grabbed her astonished son's arm and dragged him out. I stood there, still shocked. 'Annabeth!'