Disclaimer: If I was Rick Riordan, I wouldn't be on . So unfortunately, I'm not. Oh well. So I don't own any of my characters.
Thank You
Sally Blowfis stared out at the shimmering blue ocean. "Hello Poseidon," she said with a smile. The ocean calmed, as if listening to her. Perhaps he was.
"I'm proud of our son," she continued. "He did well. He looks more and more like you every day. You once said that I would regret…us, but never for one minute have I regretted Percy. He is the greatest blessing I have." She smiled again. The waves gently lapped the shore. For a minute, she sat silently, lost in memories. Percy as a cute, cuddly baby. Percy getting thrown out of schools, one after another and the long, sleepless nights. Percy finding out who his father is. Percy going on quests. Percy asking her blessing on possibly the most dangerous thing he had ever done. Percy winning the battle against Kronos.
"Paul and I…we have a little blessing of our own on the way. I just got back from the doctor. I need to call Percy; he's at camp, so I'll have to call him on Annabeth's cell phone. But I wanted to talk to you first. To…thank you. For giving me Percy." She looked out to the ocean.
She sat there several minutes more, lost in memories, before she stood up, brushed the sand off her shorts, and walked back to her car.