Hey, hey! I was inspired for the idea for this story from one of my favorite fanfictions. Except this was how I would write it. And, this is my first Percy Jackson fanfiction, so be nice! The Heroes of Olympus have never happened! (I am in the process if reading the Lost Hero.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Annabeth's POV:

I woke up from my 4 year old daughter shaking me.

"Mommy! Mommy! Wake up!" Miranda said, jumping on my bed.

"Why do I have to wake up? It's Saturday!" I said, groggily.

"You promised we would go to the beach today!"

I opened one eye, suspiciously.

"Miranda, I never said anything about a beach."

"Please?" she asked, giving me her best puppy dog face.

"Mmm…" I thought. I pondered on the fact that if I actually went to the beach for the first time in five years, the sea god would do something to me.

"Okay." I decided. Go put on your bathing suit. Put your bathing suit cover on. And brush your teeth. I am not being fooled by you again."

She nodded like her life depended on it.

"Thank you, Mommy." She sang as she skipped to her room. I wondered if I was doing the right thing.

I dragged myself out of my warm, comfortable bed to take a much needed shower.

When I was done, I found my daughter on the sofa watching Spongebob.

"What's for breakfast?" she asked.

"What do you want?"

"Pancakes!" she yelled.

I found myself cooking 2 pancakes, one for each of us.

If it wasn't for me, Mira's jet black hair would stay tangled forever. It's something she inherited from her father. I remember how I would always run my hands through his shaggy hair. No, Annabeth, I thought. You aren't going to think of him.

After our day at the beach, which if Poseidon knew I was in his domain, he surely didn't show it. I couldn't help but notice how well Miranda swam and how long she could hold her breath. She had a real connection with the water, but you would be able to tell that by walking into her room. Her walls are a professionally painted picture of the bottom of the ocean- schools of fish swimming, different marine animals, even some seaweed. She had a queen size water bed with blue bed set. Her furniture, like her dresser, are a polished wood dark mahogany.

She had a huge fish tank on her bed side table. She loved her fish. She could talk to them, at least that's what she claimed. I had no trouble believing her.

"Mommy, can you tell me a story?" she asked, as I was tucking her in, about to turn on her fish night light.

"About what?" I asked gently.

"Daddy." She said, her sea green eyes burning into her soul.

I bit back tears. I swallowed.

"Well," I said. "He was very handsome. And very tall and strong. You look a lot like him, you know. You have his jet black hair and sea green eyes."

She smiled. Did he love fishies, too?" she asked.

"Yes, he did. Very much."

"Mommy, why doesn't Daddy ever visit me?"

This time a tear escaped my eye. She wiped it away.

"Mommy, don't cry."

So I explained everything to her that night.

I explained how Athena and Poseidon didn't want Percy to know I was pregnant. How I had to break up with him so he could fulfill his dreams, and because our parents want me to. I explained how her daddy didn't know about her, so that's why he doesn't visit or anything. I explained how her daddy probably loves someone else, now. Well, I explained it as best as I could tell my five year old , keeping it rated G.

I like my life just how it is and I wouldn't change a thing.

"So that's why I never met Daddy?" she asked.

"Yes, that is. You know that I am the bad guy." I said.

"You're not the bad guy, Mommy. My grandparents are the ones to blame. They are horrible people." She said.

Thunder rumbled.

"Honey, grandma and grandpa were very kind sweet people. Don't talk about them like that. They only wanted what was best for Daddy." I said, more to myself than to Miranda.

"Goodnight, Mommy," She said. "I love you."

"I love you, too." I said, kissing her goodnight.

I went to bed thinking about Percy, and what he was doing right now.

And that's the end of chapter 1! Did you guys like it? Hate it? You need to tell me. But I will continue anyway, because I have been itching to post this story.